I was now officially 4 weeks old and not much has changed. I sat by Eric's side when the bar was open and then I was forced to share a coffin with him because of my acts when I first turned. He commanded me each time as I always fought him. When the sun was almost upon us, I was always the first one to feel tired as my eyes would tear up. Eric had explained it was called the bleeds. If I was awake past the time I was meant to be sleeping I would get them. The minute my eyes with fill with blood Eric would scoop me up and go through the 'bedtime routine'.
I had tried twice to meet the sun and had nearly succeeded only once. I wasn't allowed out of his sight because of that. My hate for Eric grew as he forced me to sleep and feed. Could he not see and feel that I didn't want to be here? That I didn't want to around him or anyone? Nearly every day there would be a time before the bar opened where he would command me to feed from him or a True Blood.
Eric taught me all about the vampire world about area's sheriff's kings and queens. About how vampires were fighting for rights like humans. It was oddly interesting when Eric began explaining things as he would go off into his head. His own little world. He was passionate in everything he did, not that he let everyone see these things. I had seen a few moments between him and Pam and I could see the relationship they had was strong. They cared deeply with each other and even joked around in their own way. Being from very different time periods they acted different to what I would call normal. But what was normal now? Me? I was not longer normal. A vampire. I was part of a species that could live forever if I wasn't killed. At the rate I was going I would never leave this bar.
There were moments where it wasn't all that bad. When Eric had paperwork to do for the bar I would sit with him in his office. I use to sit on the red sofa he had in there, but after a couple of weeks he forced me into his lap. But now, I looked forward to these days of office work where he would cuddled me in his lap. I would rest my head nearly his neck where could take in his scent which calmed me in a way nothing else could. I couldn't even calm myself that easily. These things scared me as it meant that I was starting to get use to my life with Eric which I didn't want to do. There was also times where I would be forced in a random room in the bar with Pam whilst she did paperwork. She was bitch at me the whole time, clearing indicating she hated me. Making sly comments how I was making her life hell. In these times Eric would be down in the basement making a lot of noises and I mean like crashes and bangs. Pam made sure to tell me that it was because of me.
Breaking out of my thoughts I scanned the crowding bar as it neared the end of the night. I was nervous as a vampire had been watching me for the most part of the night. He wasn't all that attractive with all of his rock clothes and long hair. Turning my gaze from the vampire I looked for Eric, he had assured me that no vampire would dare come up here. But this vampire didn't look like he would follow those rules. Eric's name was on the tip of my tongue when the male vampire was suddenly at the bottom of the stairs. He wouldn't come up here would he? Where the hell was Eric?
"Hello sweetheart, wanna ride?" He asked moving up the stairs. Quickly standing I made a move to run away from him but he grabbed my wrist pulling me into his chest forcefully kissing me. I whimpered kept trying to push on his chest. Fear built up inside me until I snapped. Why should I let him do this to me? Swinging my hand back I punched him in the stomach and couldn't believe how far he flew. He landed in the middle of the bar floor where the dance crowd was. The vampires had all moved out the way with their senses had picked on his movement. The humans however hasn't and screamed or were shoved to the floor. My mouth was opened slightly in shock at my action.
I had done something about the abuser.
The vampire stood up quickly ready for a fight. Eric!
"Who do you think you are?" The vampire growled stepping towards me. But before he could make another movement Eric raced out of the backroom holding the vampire up by his throat.
"You dare touch her…you know full right that area is out of bounds!" Eric growled at the male vampire who struggled to breath. Even though we didn't need to. When everyone stood around watching he grew angry. He dropped the vampire who quickly disappeared.
"Everyone leave! "Eric suddenly growled out and within a minute everyone was gone accept for a few humans stumbling out as fast as they could. I stood there hugging myself. I could feel Eric gaze burning into the side of my head but I quickly moved away going to sit on one of the sofa's across the bar. Tears began to fall down my face without my control. I've had enough. I didn't want this constant fear and pain anymore. I couldn't even fight for myself. Yes I made a move, but I was looking for an escape the minute the vampire stood up. I was a coward and that wouldn't change.
I was here to suffer and I didn't want that. Why couldn't he understand that? It hurt to be here.
"Anna" I heard Eric say. I looked up to see he was standing at the end of the sofa looking at me looking awkward. Trying to avoid Eric was hard so this time I didn't bothered. It wasn't often I spoke to him if ever. One word answers when there no way of not talking. He got angry when I did that. I had tried escaping many times and he pulled me back. If I spoke to him, would he listen and grant me what I wanted?
"I don't want this anymore" I sobbed. I was 18 years old and I felt like I've lived a full life of pain in vampire years. Growing up with an abusive dad with no friends and constantly moving. Then I was taken away from that to an extended life of a vampire. Where I was hated by his other progeny who I was convinced who could kill me if she could. It didn't help that when I woke to this life I felt like I was carrying a constant weight on my shoulders, it hurt.
"It hurts" I cried out as my vision began to blur from blood tears. I could see Eric's figure move from his position and on to the sofa. I tried to shrug his hands off me but I was just too tired of fighting anymore. He pulled me into his lap wrapping me up in his arms. I sobbed into him.
"Please Eric, it hurts" Crying around him was normal. But this was the first I had ever used his name or even acknowledged him when I was crying. I hurt mentally and emotionally so badly. Eric said nothing but hold me. This carried on until I calmed growing tried.
"Pamela pack my stuff and Anna's were going to Dallas and prepare the coffins" Eric said whilst running his hands through the top of my hair. It was habit he had started in the office if he had a free hand. After a few moments I realised he wasn't going to say anything about what I just said. Embarrassment filled me as it had taken a lot for me to speak to him. Then he ignored me. Deciding just to relax and just go to sleep as there was no point in talking about it anymore. I sighed relaxing as he did this making me feel comfortable. Moments like this I questioned my wish for the sun. I played with his fingers as they were covered in gloves. They were like biker gloves that made me wonder, he never normally wore them.
"Anna?" Eric asked. I turned my head to look up at him curiously as it wasn't often we spoke when in this position. He looked down at me with a very faint smile seemingly upset. I narrowed at that wondering what was wrong.
"I'm really sorry" He said leaning down and kissing my forehead. A thing I had grown use to now. I looked at him confused. What was he saying sorry for? I was broken out of my thoughts when Pam came in dragging two coffins a lot small than the one that Eric and I slept in together.
"We're going to be traveling. But I need you to be calm about this" Eric said as he stood up walking towards the nearest coffin. I whimpered knowing what he was going to do. They were single meaning I was going to be alone. Pam came in front of us and opened the coffin what scared me even more was the fact there was straps inside.
"Eric" I said my voice giving out as I panicked. I felt him tighten his hold on me before stopping in front of one of the coffins. My eyes widened as he began lowering me.
"No! Eric! Please don't!" I shouted fighting him but he was a 1000 year old vampire I had no chance of getting away. He pushed me down inside and I cried. He pulled a few straps over whilst holding my chest down. I couldn't believe he was doing this to me. Pam placed a few duffle bags next to us before she dropped another with a loud thud.
"Let me out!" I said trying to free my arms but when I saw him pull silver chains out I sobbed.
"Shhh it will just hold you in place I swear it won't hurt you" Eric said trying to stroke my face but I just turned my face away from him. Eric finished and then tried to get me to look at him but I refused. Screwing my eyes shut as his hand hovered over my face.
"Would you prefer I command you?" Eric said sounding like he was holding back.
"Please" I sobbed as I tried to move in the restraints. I knew why he was strapping me in. He didn't want me to try and jump out into the sun. It was just the fact he was strapping me down in a coffin by myself, in the dark. It was bad enough at night. Eric always carried me to the coffins as I refused to go by myself or willingly. He always commanded me into the coffin why was he using silver this time?
When had he planned this traveling? He hasn't mentioned it.
"They will be here soon, you need to get in your coffin before you get the bleeds" Pam said standing somewhere in the room sounding down right jealous and annoyed. Did she want to swap? She can go in the coffin!
"Pamela can go!" I cried out but he ignored me. Why did I have to go with him!
"I will get you out as soon as the sun goes down, I promise you" Eric said kissing my temple before he begins to shut the coffin. Not he can't do this.
"No Eric!" I cried out and began kicking and fighting the restraints and was instantly met with pain as silver met my skin as the cover the protected me from the silver moved. Crying out I felt the silver cut into my skin. It's burning me I thought frantically. Why would he do this to me?
"Eric!" Pam shouted annoyed when Eric stopped mid with shutting the coffin.
"Enough Pam, I am your maker you will treat me with respect!" Eric said shouting at her. I found he spoke to me like he was a completely different person. It was freaky sometimes. The coffin then shut and I began kicking at the lid and fighting my bonds only to find them burning me.
I soon was taken under by the sun's pull and I was dead to the world.