He carried me as he walked through to the woods even though I put up a fight. I had no chance and that scared me even more compared to the situation I was in. I didn't stand a chance. I had fought him for the first ten minutes of walking, I even went as far as hitting him where I didn't know where I got the bravery from. Yet all he did was stay silent and stair ahead, only letting out small growls when I hit him hard enough.

That soon made me back down. After that things went a lot smoother. He just walked at human speed for a long time heading to god knows where. A place he called home.

Staying tense in his arms I was waiting for him to drop me in disgust or something but he never did, he always kept a tight hold on me, which I wasn't sure was comforting or scared me more. Seeing a light in the distance in front my gaze instantly shot up to his face to see he was looking around in front of us. I quickly followed suit.

Looking to see that forest ended a few feet from us and followed out into concrete. Also a good distance from the forest line stood a red and black building with a flashing sign that said Fangtasia. How cheesy I thought normally for a second tempted to smile. Quickly getting rid of the thought I looked up again to see an uneasy look on his face. That's when a woman appeared. Out of freakin no-where but I still followed her movement? Did that make sense?

"There you are, the fuckers sent me home before I could even hear what punishment they could give you" A woman stood outside the bar in sexy but covering clothing, major heels that if she was human she would be crippled by. She stood there was her hand on her hip looking up at Eric ignoring me. Eric didn't say anything in reply but he didn't stop moving towards her.

"Eric?" She said in an annoyed tone loudly. My ears didn't like it. I whimpered as she raised her voice. Instinctively I turned my head into Eric's chest feeling comfort almost safe. It confused me. Shouldn't I be scared of him, he was the one that turned me and forced me to stay alive when I had no-one. My mind screamed at me 'What are you doing!" as he was the guy that turned me, he was the guy that forced me into this life , yet I was cuddling up to him like some child.

"Shhh" Eric cooed me. This simple action led for me to relax and when I did I felt his nose touch my head. Ducking quickly so he wouldn't touch me, I realised I must have looked very pathetic trying to avoid his touch. I was encased in his arms after all. Keeping my face hidden in Eric's chest as he seemed to be the safest option right now. No matter how much my rational mind tried to tell me otherwise. This woman wasn't someone I knew and therefore more dangerous than Eric. When we came to a halt I guessed it was in front of the woman.

"Who is she?" The woman said sounding very close now. My whole body flinched into Eric by instinct again and I hated it. Why did I feel that he would protect me? He was another guy and they just hurt you! It was like my brain was telling me he was safe and I couldn't control this reaction. This feeling was forcing me to make contact with him. I felt the vibrations from Eric's chest as he spoke.

"Pamela you are not my keeper, don't ask me so many questions" He said in an emotionless tone before he began walking again. That was Pamela? Didn't Eric tell me about her earlier? I narrowed my eyes trying to remember as he had spoken about it a few minutes after I came out of…..the ground. I tensed again at the thought remembering the fear I had felt on top of my own.

"No-one will hurt you here" Eric said breaking into my thoughts. How did he know I was worried about that? Did this bond thingy he spoke about earlier allow him to know this? I had so many questions but no answers I thought annoyed. I turned my head so I could see what was going on.

Eric walked around the building until a door that looked like it had the material of a leather seat cover on the front. The woman appeared again opening the door letting us inside. I soon heard the door shut and lock before the woman was suddenly standing in the middle of the bar. It was a vampire bar of course with all the true bloods on the shelves.

"Eric please explain" Pamela asked. She looked at Eric before her gaze began to wonder over me. Trembling at the deadly look I was being given I wondered if she was planning to kill me. If she was his other child and she seemed to hate me. Maybe she wanted her maker all to herself and would kill me so she wouldn't have to share?

"Enough Pam, I'll explain" Eric said breaking the silence. I soon felt her gaze remove but I didn't turn my head.

"Good" Was all Pam said before she watched us move. She kept giving me short glances but I had yet to receive a hint of if she liked me or not. I was worried that she would attack me.

"The Magister decided because of the proof my punishment should be minor…." Eric began to explain and sat down on a chair. I instantly took that as my queue to escape out of his arms, I pushed against the arms and began to wiggle but he only tightened his hold putting me in the exalt position I was in minutes ago. Gritting my teeth I fought the stinging in my eyes, I didn't want to look even more pathetic than I already was.

"He decided that I had to…" He began to say but was interrupted. I could feel he didn't like that and it felt very…..odd I have to say that.

"You turned her?" Pam suddenly said sounding angry and shocked. Disbelief. I flinched at the sudden change in volume but didn't move any more than that. My thoughts on the fact if she liked me or not became perfectly clear. She didn't like me and I needed to run for the hills.

"Pam you obviously knew the minute you laid eyes on me,so don't act surprised" Eric sounding a bit annoyed himself. He felt annoyed and hurt for what reason I did not know of. I was beginning to feel tired which was annoying because I had not long woken up. I haven't even walked 10 steps I was carried all the way here!

"This is your new little sister Pam whether you like it or not" He said. I could feel his gaze on me but I just concentrated on keeping my gaze on the wall in front of me so I wouldn't meet anyone's gaze.

"She is little isn't she" I heard Pam say as I closed my eyes. It was like something you said to a baby like 'aren't you so cute?' if wasn't degrading enough to be carried. The thought of sleep scared me as if I slept I would be completely vulnerable to these people in an environment I knew nothing about. But it was like someone was constantly tugging inside my head and it was more than mildly uncomfortable.

"How long has she been up?" Pam asked.

"Only an hour" Eric said. That's when I felt fingers touch the side of my face tucking my hair behind my ear. I instantly tried to flinch away from the action but my head was already up against Eric's chest for me to move even an inch away.

"She's different" I heard Pam say oddly interested. She sounded like she wanted to kill me a minute ago. This woman is bi-polar. I opened my eyes and turned my head slight so I could see Pam looking over me curiously. She smiled and you could tell she didn't do it often as it looked like a chore to her. Staring at her confused I didn't smile back. In fact I barley had the energy to do so. It was the same feeling when I didn't sleep for a day and a half back home when I was hiding from my father.

My father…

"Quiet….normal…why….name?...Stackhouse…."

Drifting is what I believed dying felt like. Just after you gave him there was a moment of pure bliss before reality is gone and you just felt good. IA while ago I had relaxed into Eric's hold from exhaustion and knew if I could think properly I wouldn't have done such a thing. But all I could do was relax and listen to them talk about people and things I had no knowledge of.

"Has she fed?" I heard loud and clear. My eyes shot open and I looked around. Fed? What no! I would not drink blood that means drinking from a human and killing! I took a shaky breath and tried to move and had no such luck. I began to move my legs and stepped on his foot to try and ease his hold, all it did was make him growl which then made me whimper but I carried on. I kept trying to wiggle must to the annoyance of Eric I could tell.

"What's wrong with her?" I heard Pam say. We both ignored her. I managed to twist my body around escaping the grip. Instantly moving away at vamp speed away from Eric. But at the same time Eric moved blocking the door way to the only exit I had knowledge of to get out of here. I found refuge behind a very tall chair, like a throne. I was on the other side of the room, big enough for me to hide somewhat behind it. Slowly peeking out from behind the chair, I found I was receiving an odd like from Pam. From Eric I was receiving a look of amusement.

"She's definitely going to liven up things around here" Pam mused before she disappeared out of sight. I looked around wondering where she had gone. I heard a clear of a throat and looked to see Eric was standing at the bottom of the steps up to where I was hiding. When did he move?

"Your name, I want to know it" Eric said. Not asked, said. He leant against the pole that was up on a small stage as he waited for my answer. My gaze began to run over him as there was a lot of him with his height. Dirt covered him from head to fort his clothes ruined to never be worn again. His hair was almost black when I knew it was meant to be blonde. I hated to think what I actually looked like if he looked that bad.

He wanted my name. That was something simple that everyone had access too, it couldn't hurt me. It's just a name right? Nothing special. Why was I trying to convince myself? Maybe, it's because everyone you've trusted hurts you? My thoughts answered back.

"Anna" I said quietly after at least 30 seconds. He looked up at me slightly shocked not expecting me to answer him. I kept his gaze shakily as I held onto the chair in front of me. I could tell he wanted to ask me more questions, yet he knew he wouldn't get proper answers. At least I hope he knew that he wouldn't.

"We can talk tomorrow…you need to feed…the sun will be up soon" Eric said moving from his spot walking towards the bar with his back to me. I looked towards the door and back to Eric before I raced around the chair and past Eric towards the door. I was just about to grab the door handle when I was picked up from behind. I cried out in both the contact and shock of suddenly having no ground at my feet.

"Nice try mitt barn" (my child) Eric said and I didn't completely understand what he said. Yet again throwing my body around to escape his hold he yet again had the strength to keep hold of me. He began walking before suddenly we were sitting in a booth with me laying on his lap like I was earlier. This time he held a bottle of True blood in his hand.

He popped the top off with his thumb before speaking. I felt a pull trying to pull me down again now I had less adrenaline in my system. Did vampires even get adrenaline?

"This is what is available for you to drink for tonight" Eric said twisting the bottle around to show me the bottle. Eyeing the bottle with distain I knew I didn't want to drink that.

"No" I said turning my head into his chest. The want to touch him and not touch him at the same time at this action was almost painful. But it was the only think I could do when trapped in his hold. I heard a sigh before I was suddenly moved so I was now laying in between his legs my back up against his chest. He held the bottle like a baby's bottle and began moving it towards me. I narrowed my eyes but had to concentrate on not completely closing them

"Don't be so stubborn you need this to survive and you will drink it" Eric said the tone he had been using with me earlier now completely gone. He was serious and firm right now. I tensed slightly at hearing that but I was still not going to drink it. Maybe, he was getting tired and would start the normal behaviour of men now? I would be less confused and know what to do if he did.

"Please don't" I said as brushed it up against my lips not forcing me yet. I felt his lips against my head not quite touching. As if suddenly remembering my actions from last time he pulled away at the last minute.

"Just drink Anna" Eric said pushing it to my lips. I made a noise of protest turning my head and tightening my lips. I heard an annoyed sigh.

"Your testing my patience Anna…you will feel the pull from the sun and you won't be able to feed and could die" Eric said angrily. There we go the anger was there I knew it would come.

"Good" I said bluntly before and shoved my head back hitting Eric in the face. He grunted letting go of me dropping the bottle. I managed to jump up and run up to the door and break the lock opening it. I opened it to see the sun rising so I moved quickly into the sun knowing Eric would be right behind me.

"ANNA!" I heard shouted behind me from Eric almost frantically. That's when the sun hit me. It was a pain I could hardly explain but I'm sure being thrown in a fire pit could be close. All of the skin on show began to burn and I could hear as my skin cooked. I was basically being burned alive. Letting out a cry I gasped falling to my knees. Merely 30 seconds of being in the sun I heard burning behind me before I was grabbed. Suddenly hitting the ground was the next feeling. Shade, not more sun. My body relaxed into the floor from the release of pain. But my tears, blood tears began running at the chance I had just lost.

Groaning slightly at the pain I breathed heavily even though I knew it wasn't needed. Slowly beginning to open my eyes to see Eric currently in the same position as me. His gaze held extreme anger and pain which caused a harsh twinge in my chest causing me to jolt. Gasping at that Eric's gaze lightened up slightly but not by much. What was that? Closing my eyes again as tears kept running down my face, however this time, the tears weren't from pain or fear. They just wouldn't stop.

"ERIC!" I heard shouted in panic causing my eyes to spring open. Pam suddenly appeared in front of us, blood coming out of her eyes. Barley keeping my eyes open as she looked down worriedly at Eric I slowly closed them again.

"Pamela…get us some True Blood "Eric said sounding slightly in pain making feel guilty. Very guilty. But I didn't have time to feel the fullest of it as I was so tired I could feel myself being pulled into the darkness.

"Anna?" I heard my name. I felt myself lightly hum a response as I didn't have the energy for anything else. I felt myself being moved but I honestly didn't care until I felt something at my lips. A liquid of some kind. It was nice, really nice actually. I managed to open my eyes to see a wrist in front of me. My eye widened before they shut again from exhaustion.

I mumbled trying to move away from the wrist with no strength in the action.

"Just a little more, then you can sleep. You're in trouble tomorrow" I heard before I passed out.

…

I was laying on something hard but soft at the same time. Was I sleeping behind the sofa again in the living room? Had my father fallen asleep in my bed again? I moaned slightly rolling onto my side and snuggling in to my soft pillow. Wait, I wouldn't have a pillow on the floor behind the sofa.

I quickly shot up standing and stumbled until I grabbed something to steady myself. I blinked a few times to see that I had slept half on the floor half on Eric who now lays on the floor resting on his elbows smirking up at me. If I was human I would have blushed like crazy. Human….

"Did you know, you love to cuddle" Eric said smirking. Staring at him with wide eyes, my attention was caught by the smashed bottle of True Blood and the many broken chairs surrounding us. Did we crash into these when Eric dragged me back in here? The bar was a slight mess. Cautiously, I turned my attention back to Eric waiting for his reaction and when his eyes narrowed I flinched.

"You're in trouble tomorrow"

I'm so much trouble for the stunt I pulled yesterday.

"Do you know how much trouble you in now?" My father said darkly to me.

I was 8 years old. His plate was heavy because of the amount of food that was on it I had dropped it. He had now found out that I had ate some biscuits earlier today because I was so hungry.

Whack! I felt in the side of my cheeks sending me into the wall near me smacking my head hard against the because of the force. I soon felt a kick to the side when I didn't get up fast enough bruising my rips from the big boots he had on. I cried out whilst crying

He hated tears.

"Are you crying in front of me?" he asked almost deadly. I shook my head at him scared.

"I didn't mean to" I tried to tell him. I didn't mean to cry, I knew it upset him but it just hurt so much.

I switched back to reality to see Eric standing was moving towards me. Instinctively reacting I threw my hands up covering my head protectively as I did as a human.

"I'm sorry! Please don't hurt me! I swear I won't do it again" I rushed out. That's probably the most I have ever spoke to him since I met him. I waited for him. I slowly moved my arms to see he was standing in front of me but made no movement to touch me.

"I'll be good I swear" I mumbled in a crying voice trembling. I was waiting, I hated the suspense I was feeling. Eric however didn't move.

"You will never feel my hand against you In that way…..you however will not being doing such acts like that again will you? Or there will be a punishment nothing physical understood?" Eric said looking down at me as I looked up at him.

I was shocked, completely stumped as he spoke. He was just telling me off? Not even a smack on the wrist?

"You're n-not going to h-hit me?" I asked honestly confused. I had disobeyed him why wasn't he punishing me? That's what I deserved right?

"Do you want me to?" Eric said taking a step away from me so he could look at me better. I quickly shook my head.

"Well then, it won't happen. But you won't be sleeping alone" Eric said before he suddenly was raising around clearing up the bar. Won't be sleeping alone? My eyes narrowed in confusion. I watched him clean but he was done in a matter of two short minutes. Pam suddenly appeared next to me. I squealed slightly running and hiding behind Eric who stood opposite us. Eric simply smirked looking down at me amused.

"Pamela, ready to open?" Eric asked. Pam just stared at him before turning towards the door.

"Shower, your stinking up the place" Pam called back. I looked down at myself to see I was caked in dirt. My skin colour had almost changed I thought disgusted. But wait, I don't have any clothes or anything!