Chapter 2
The Funeral
I feel myself being shaken and I open my eyes, seeing my dad standing over me. Sunlight is streaming in the room, momentarily blinding me, before I wipe my eyes.
"Hey, kiddo. Sookie is having a wake today." My dad tells me and I yawn, nodding my head to show I understand. He leans forward and kisses my head, before walking out of my room. Ah, so it wasn't all just a nightmare. She really is dead. Son of a bitch.
I toss the covers off me and walk into my bathroom, washing my face and brushing my teeth, before walking back into my room to get changed. I pull out a blue sundress, knowing that Gran and Sookie wouldn't like it if we wore black to her wake. I throw my long blonde hair up in a ponytail and slip on some sandals, before walking out of the room. Feeding Kaiya and Toby quickly, I walk outside and over to my dad's truck.
When he pulls up to Sookie's, I can see LaFayette's car parked out front, so I figure Tara is here as well. We walk over to the door, where Sookie already opens the door and I engulf her in a hug.
"Thank you for coming." she whispers and I turn my head, kissing her cheek.
"It's no problem, Honey." I reply, giving her a small smile, before my dad then hugs her. Sookie seems...expressionless, numb. I don't know, but I don't think she's feeling anything right now. Maybe it's her body trying to help her brain by shutting down. I walk into the kitchen, seeing Tara and Lafayette setting out some food.
"Hey," I greet, placing my purse down.
"Hey." the reply, the same monotone voice I used. Gran was special to everyone, and this is complete bullshit. She shouldn't be dead right now.
Lafayette, Tara, Sookie, and I all stay in the kitchen, setting out the food while my dad lets the people in. The house soon starts filling up with people who loved Adele, Sookie sitting at the kitchen table, while Tara, Lafayette, and I all serve the food they bring.
A little bit into the wake, Tara and I are walking down the steps that lead into the kitchen when Hoyt's mother, Maxine Fortenberry, comes in with a casserole. Sookie looks up at her lifelessly, while Tara and I share glances. Maxine Fortenberry is a bigot who treats Hoyt like he's nine years old. Poor thing.
"You poor child. I am so sorry for your loss." she says with fake sincerity.
"Um, Gran often talked about you, so...Thank you." Sookie says, as Tara takes the casserole off the table to serve it.
"Yeah, 'cause nothing says I'm sorry like a tuna cheese casserole." Tara snarks while I grimace, shaking my head.
"Gross." I mutter, Lafayette walking over to us.
"Another one? I ain't seen Jason." Lafayette says and I shudder in disgust.
"I haven't seen him since last night..." I trail off, Tara and I sharing a knowing glance. I'm surprised I didn't have nightmares from it.
That dumb son of a bitch. He's probably tangled up with Randi Sue somewhere, while his sister is taking on all the buzzards of Bon Temps. Note to self: punch him in the face when he gets here.
"Well, where the hell is he?" Lafayette asks and Tara shrugs.
"How the hell should I know. I ain't his keeper." Tara says, while Lafayette raises both eyebrows, pointing a finger at Sookie.
"Bitch." he says and I chuckle, grabbing a jello mould and walking it into the living room. Everyone spares me a hello and I kindly return it, thought some of them don't deserve anything with the way they act. My dad walks up to me, "How is she doing?"
"I don't know...she's in there with Fortenberry right now." I speak at a low tone, knowing that my dad will be able to hear it. He gives me a knowing look and I shake my head, walking back into the kitchen.
"Maxine Fortenberry, you put that pie down, right now!" Sookie snaps as I walk into the kitchen. What the fuck?
"I was just making some room." Maxine defends as I look around for Tara, seeing her walk in from the living room. She nods head towards Sookie, who now has everyone's full attention after her tiny freak out.
"If you all excuse us. We need Sookie upstairs. Just give us a little girl-time, Come on, Lafayette!" Tara says, wrapping an arm around Sookie as we pass my dad. He looks at me and I shake my head, following the girl's upstairs with Lafayette.
Tara brings Sookie over to her bed while she takes a seat in front of her. Lafayette and I both lay down on the tiny bed, seeing Sookie look at the pie, longingly.
"I shouldn't have lost it like that." Sookie says, while Tara scoffs.
"Don't feel sorry for yelling at that stupid old bitch. She has been sticking her nose where it don't belong for years." Tara tells Sookie, who keeps her face a blank mask.
"Say it. I mean, if she talked any more shit she'd be shaped like a toilet." Lafayette jokes as we all share a chuckle, well, except for Sookie.
"Gran is gone. She's really gone." Sookie says, looking like it finally just clicked.
"Yes, she is." Tara tells her, bluntly.
"I don't know what I'm supposed to do. I can't even think straight." Sookie admits to us.
"Sook, you're not supposed to." I tell her, trying to give her any words I can to help her.
"How can you, with all these circling buzzers? You know, you're not here to entertain them. You don't have to dance for them. You just have to feel whatever you're feeling." Tara tells Sookie, who frowns.
"I'm not sure I'm feeling anything. I'm just numb." she says, with a shrug.
"Numb isn't particularly bad. It's kind of like your body keeping you from feeling pain. You're gonna feel soon, and it's gonna hit you like a tidal wave." I tell her bluntly, not wanting to beat around the bush. "Now, though, numb is good."
"Numb is probably what you need right now. Stop worrying about being so appropriate. This is not an appropriate event." Tara says, trying comfort Sookie. I haven't seen Sookie cry, and I know that she needs to. She needs to let it out, and not bottle it up.
"Thank you for gettin' me out of there. I haven't had a single minute of silence. Can't seem to lock everything out right now." Sookie admits,
"Do you want me to tell them to shut the hell up?" Tara asks, Lafayette and I both laughing because we know she would do it.
"I wish it were that easy." Sookie says, shaking her head.
"It is. Your wish it is my command." Lafayette says, grabbing a little sandwhich bag out of his pocket. Full of different kinds of pills. Oh, Lafayette.
"Oh, no. I don't do drugs." Sookie starts, shaking her head.
"Sook, relax. This is not drug. This is just a Valium. Well, I tell you what. Put in on your nightstand. Just in case you change your mind." Lafayette tells Sookie, handing her the pill. "I'm gonna go to check the circling buzzards."
Before he goes, Sookie hands him the pie, asking if he could take it downstairs. When I ask if they want me to leave, too, knowing how long Sook and Tara have been best friends, Sookie asks me to stay.
"Do you want me to call anyone? Your cousin Hadley?" Tara asks as we all lay on our stomachs on Sookie's bed.
"No one has heard from her for in over a year. Since she ran away from that rehab Gran paid for. I don't even know how to get hold of her." Sookie says, shaking her head.
"What about Bill? Are you gonna invite him?" Tara asks and I shake my head.
"Daytime." I tell her and she nods her head.
"It's not like you have known a lot of vampires. Kind of takes getting used to." Sookie says and Tara grimaces.
"I'm not sure I'll ever get used to it." At Sookie's look, Tara elaborates, "What? Not everyone is as open-minded as you. You should hear the things people are saying."
"I do." Sookie mutters, clenching her jaw in anger. "Bill did not kill my grandmother."
"Don't you get mad at me. No one is blaming Bill exactly. Didn't you tell me he had scary-ass friends?" Tara asks, raising an eyebrow.
"Not all the vampires are like that." Sookie defends while Tara shakes her head.
"I'd fuckin' lose it if anything happened to you. You know that, right? "
"Tara, last night was so horrible I don't know how I would've gotten through if it weren't for Bill. When I'm around him I don't know how to explain it exactly, but it's like I almost feel normal."
"You don't have to be a telepath around him." I conclude, Sookie looking over to me with a small smile.
"Exactly." She replies as the door suddenly swings open, Jason walking over. Sookie says his name, before he suddenly smacks her across the face, taking Tara and I by surprise.
"What the fuck?!" Tara yells as we both rush over to him, pulling him back from doing something he regrets.
"It's your fault! Gran is dead because of you. It should have been you!" Jason yells as Tara and I pull him back.
"Don't you lay your hands on her!" Tara snaps at him, shoving him back.
"She's screwing a vampire. A fucking vampire!" Jason yells outraged, while I roll my eyes.
"You don't mind vampires so much when you're taking their blood!" I yell at him, Tara jumping in right behind me.
"Yeah and that vampire was here for her when you weren't." Tara shouts at him, shoving him back even more.
"And where were you, Jason? Oh, yeah, you were balls deep in a fucking tramp!" I say, smacking him upside the head at those last two words.
"You oughta be ashamed of yourself! Is that how you grandmother raised you? To beat on your sister? Look at you! I don't even recognize you anymore! Get the hell out of here!" Tara says, the both of us shoving him out of the room. We then walk over to a shocked Sookie, who's covering her cheek.
"You alright, Honey?" I ask, moving her hand to see her red cheek. She nods her head, trying to hold everything in.
"Alright, I think it's time for everyone to go." Tara says and Sookie nods her head.
"Why don't you go to sleep, Sook." I tell her and, again, she nods her head.
Tara and I both walk out and down the stairs, "All right everybody! Sookie needs her rest. It's time for you to go now." As everyone just looks at her, not moving, Tara snaps, "What the hell are you all starring? You heard me! The show is over. Let's go, let's go! We appreciate you all coming out. We love you all. Come on, let's go. Thank you."
Everyone finally starts leaving as I look over and see my dad standing there, Tara does too. "That means you too, Sam."
"Come on, dad, let's go home." I say and he nods his head, looking a little hesitant to leave Sookie.
"Look, I get it. But right now she needs to be alone."
"Well, if there's anything I can do, call me." my dad says, Tara smiling while nodding her head.
"You are a good friend. Now get the fuck out of here." Tara says and I laugh, pulling my dad out of the house.
When we arrive back at our trailer, dad walks inside to get dressed for work, while I'm thankfully off. I practically have to push him out the door, though. I reassure him that I will keep the door and windows locked at all times, and I will call him if something happens. When he's out the door, I turn on the television, some debate between AVL and that wackjob Reverend Newlin from Texas. He's gone completely mental since his family was killed.
"Weird shit's happening all over the place, Kaiya." I tell my little Havana Brown, who's perched on the counter as I make a sandwich, her green eyes that match mine watching my every move. "You'll protect me, right?"
Kaiya jumps down from the counter and saunters out of the room. I think since I am a Shapeshifter, that animals can understand me to an extent. Either that, or I'm just crazy and talk to animals. I roll my eyes at that little feline and yell, "Brat!"
I receive a hiss from her in return. I then look over to Toby, throwing him a piece of the lunch meat. "What about you, buddy? I gave you food, you'll protect me, right?" Toby walks over and licks my hand. "As long as I keep up payment, huh?"
Toby lets out a huff and I throw him another piece of meat, putting all of the things away before plopping myself down on my couch, Toby putting his head on my lap. I watch this debate, which is basically the Reverend not talking to Nan Flanagan, even calling her "it." This world is going bat-shit crazy.
I turn off the television, figuring I should get ready for bed since we have the funeral tomorrow. "Come on, Toby." I call, the collie following me into my room where Kaiya has already taken her residence on my bed. I change into a tank top and slip off my shorts, turning off my light and climbing into bed, falling asleep quickly.
"Lord, we're here today to gather the life of Adele Stackhouse. To celebrate the time she enjoyed here on earth. And to thank you for each precious moment by the family, the friends, the community. But even as we grieve, we shall be comforted knowing that she's in peace now in Lord's kingdom." Reverend Andrews says during Adele's funeral. I'm sitting next to my dad, and behind Jason as a person is pushed next to me in a wheelchair. Sookie turns pale as she looks at him and I follow her gaze, seeing an older man sitting there.
"Uncle Bartlett, what are you doing here?" Sookie asks, looking like she's seeing a ghost.
"She was my sister." he rasps out, and Sookie's face turns angry.
"You haven't been part of this family in a long time." Sookie snaps and Jason turns towards his sister.
"Sook, come on. Give the guy a break." he tells his sister who looks at him, disbelieving. I turns towards my dad, wondering if he knows what's going on, but he shrugs.
"Sookie Stackhouse has prepared a few words." Reverend Andrews says, Sookie not even paying attention. "Honey? You wanted to say a few words?"
Sookie nods her head and stands up, Tara looking at her concerned, "Sookie, are you okay?"
Sookie walks up the podium, taking out a paper, "Adele Stackhouse was everything to me. She wasn't just my grandmother. She was my parent, my teacher and my best friend...And you will To say she'll be missed just doesn't cut it, because I can't even imagine a world without her in. She was always there, with a kind word and a hot meal and a shoulder to cry on. Not just for me, but...for everyone who knew her...Shut up! All of you, shut the fuck up!" Sookie shouts, before running off. I widen my eyes in surprise and turn to my dad, who's mirroring my expression. Jason gets up and runs after her as Reverend Andrews awkwardly walks to the podium.
"Uhm, would anybody else like to say a few words?"
"I've got something to say." I hear Tara's mom say and I widen my eyes. I thought that it was a miracle she showed up here, now she wants to speak?
"What is she doing? No, mom." Tara tries to grab her mom, but she shrugs her off.
"Oh my fucking God, girl. This is about to be ugly." Lafayette says, fanning himself.
She stumbles up the podium, "I didn't know miss Stackhouse like a lot of you did. But the few times I did meet her she has always been kind to me. She was a good, god-fearing woman. And when I was going into some bad things my daughter could stay with her. And I always knew she would be just fine. Adele Stackhouse took care of my baby when I couldn't. And I'll always be grateful for that." I look over to Tara, who looks like she's seconds away from walking over there and dragging her mom away.
Reverend Andrews ends the service, and I leave with Arlene and Rene, since I'm babysitting Lisa and Coby. The night is spent playing video games, and watching movies with the kids, before I send them off to bed at ten. Rene and Arlene return home at midnight and Rene offers to drive me home.
"What do you think of this killer business, Fleur?" he asks me as he drives down the road to my house. I shrug, not really knowing what I think of it.
"I don't know. Some of the police officers in this town don't know their ass from their elbow, so I doubt they'll ever find 'em." I admit, shaking my head thinking of Detective Bellefleur being on the case. Yeah, whoever the killer is is scot-free.
"I guess we can only hope one of the vampires gets him, before he kills again." Rene says, his Cajun accent thick.
"Why do you think it's a he?" I ask him, raising an eyebrow and he chuckles.
"You think a woman's got the stomach for that, Fleur?" he asks me and I grimace, shaking my head. "You think a woman would be able to strangle those ladies?"
"I don't know, possibly. Haven't you ever seen Basic Instinct? She used an ice-pick, and that's a little more rough than strangulation." I tell him and he nods his head.
"That's a movie, Violet. Maybe...Here we are. You stay safe, you hear?" he says, handing me the money for babysitting and I nod my head.
"I will. Thanks, Rene. Have a good night." he honks as he pulls away and I walk up to the trailer, my dad already at the door, opening it. "Hey, kiddo."
"Hey, dad." I reply, yawning.
"Tired?" he asks with a smile and I nod my head, my dad throwing an arm around my shoulders. "Come on." I walk into my room, Kaiya already sitting on my bed, her green eyes glowing in the dark. "Hey, Baby Girl." I receive a meow in return and take off my jeans, climbing into bed, too tired to do anything else. Kaiya cuddles up next to me, softly purring which lulls me to sleep.
I'm woken up by a soft face nuzzling mine. Opening my eyes, I see Kaiya's nuzzling me, letting me know that she wants to bed fed. "Alright, brat." I pull myself out of bed, walking into the kitchen to feed Kaiya, seeing a note from my dad telling me he went for a run. I feed Toby and then make up some breakfast for myself.
I have work later, but first I'm gonna head to the mall in Shreveport with some money I received for graduating high school. I jump in the shower and get changed, hearing my dad walk into the house.
"Where you headed?" he asks as I grab the keys off the table.
"The mall. I'll be back in time for work, don't worry." I tell him and he raises an eyebrow at me.
"Be careful." he says and I nod my head, walking out the door and over to the car.
After a couple of hours of shopping, I pull up to the trailer. I hurry inside, seeing that I only have a half an hour to get ready for work. Thank God I live three seconds away from work. I greet Toby and Kaiya before walking into my room and putting my bags on my bed. I grab a work t-shirt and slip it over my head, before slipping on a pair of black shorts and my black vans.
I brush out my straight blonde hair and grab my purse, walking out the door and into the restaurant. "Hey, Vi." Tim, one of the waiter's, greets me.
"Hey, Tim." I reply, greeting some other patrons before walking into my dad's office. I put my bag away and grab my apron, walking out and starting my rounds.
"Sook, table 7 wants a pitcher of Bud." I call over to Sookie, raising an eyebrow when I notice that she looks different. She's also wearing a pretty white and green scarf around her neck.
"I'll get right on that, Vi." she calls over, cheerily while I frown. Oh...okay. The bar is filling up since it's a friday night...hell, the bar is the only place to go, so it's pretty much full every single night. I'm grabbing the money off one of my tables when I hear the door open, Royce Dixon and his two goons walking in the door. I glance over to Lafayette to see if he's noticed, and he has. Ugh, and they walk right into my section.
Lafayette starts to walk over when my dad intercepts him. "Whoa, whoa, whoa. I'm paying you to cook, not beat on customers." he tells Lafayette who raises an eyebrow.
"I want a motherfuckin' raise." Lafayette snarks, glaring over to the table.
"I'll think about it, but 'til then, no trouble." My dad warns and Lafayette huffs, wanting to kick their asses.
"Tara called. She ain't comin' in." Terry Bellefleur tells my dad and I groan, knowing that we're gonna have to work harder tonight.
"What? Hell, we're already short a waitress." My dad sighs, exasperated.
"Don't worry, Sam. We'll make it work." Sookie replies, as she walks over to the kitchen window.
"Well, goddamn. Look at you. All pornalicious. What kind of crazy mix you done and got yourself into?" Lafayette asks, wiggling his eyebrows.
"Can't I just be in a good mood without it being a big deal? It's a pretty night outside, and I'm glad to be enjoying it with my friends." Sookie replies, dreamy smile on her face.
"Mm-hm." Lafayette replies, swaggering back into the kitchen. I raise an eyebrow and walk over to Sookie.
"Hey, Sook. How are you doing?" I ask and she smiles wide, pulling me into a hug, surprising me.
"I'm absolutely amazing. I just want to thank you for being there for me this week. You are such an amazing and beautiful person." Sookie tells me and I raise my eyebrows.
"Oh, well...thanks, Sook." she then saunters off, walking to her tables while I stand there confused. Well, that was...interesting. Shaking my head, I walk over to Royce's table, plastering a fake smile on my face.
"Hi, what can I get you guys tonight?" I ask, trying to not grimace at Royce leering at me.
"Well, Sweet Thing, can we have two pitchers of beer." Royce says with smirk, raising his eyebrows. They then tell me their orders and I walk over to the window, handing it to Lafayette with a wink. He smirks and goes back to cooking while I continue my rounds before walking back to the window in time to see Lafayette hold a spoon over the flame on the stove before putting it in Royce's soup.
"Baby Girl, why don't you go bring that nice man his soup." Lafayette tells me and I smirk, grabbing the bowl and walking over to Royce.
"Enjoy." I tell him, smile on my face as I walk away. Sookie and Arlene are talking to each other about Sookie having sex with Bill. Oh, so that's why she's wearing a scarf.
"Oh! Goddamn it! Fuck!" I hear Royce shout as he jumps out of his seat. I bite back a smile, looking over to Lafayette, who has a victorious smile on his face. He winks at me and I smirk back.
"Sook, order up."
I shake my head and walk behind the bar, grabbing a couple of pitchers of beer when Arlene walks over to Rene. "Sookie has been with that vampire!"
"Aw, that's just bar talk." Rene says, dismissively and Arlene shakes her head.
"She told me so herself. Oh my Lord. Suppose she gets pregnant. How in the world can she nurse a baby with fangs?" Arlene says, her worry increasing as I shake my head.
"Arlene, I don't think their undead sperm is workin' like that." I tell her, Rene chuckling as she gives me a look. My dad walks away at this, I guess hearing that she was with Bill being too much for him.
"You just be her friend. She need one now more than ever." Rene says as I fill up the second pitcher, before hearing yelling.
I look over, seeing Sookie shoving my dad away, "Hey, you keep your hands to yourself, Sam Merlotte! You have no right to touch me."
"You're a damn fool, you know that?" My dad snaps, while I widen my eyes.
"Dad!" "What I do on my own time is no concern of yours. Or any of y'all's. Yes, I had sex with Bill, and since every one of y'all's too chicken to ask, it was great. I enjoyed every second of it. And if you don't like that, you can just fire me!" she says, shoving the tray into my dad's chest, storming away.
"Well, damn." Lafayette comments as I look over, grabbing the two pitchers of beer and getting back to work. I'm placing an order down on a table, when I hear one of the rednecks in Royce's group.
"Fuck a vampire? Hell, no. I like my meat alive." This sends his group into a round of cackles, until the door opens. In walks three vampires, scanning the bar like stalking out their prey. Well, I guess that is what they're doing.
"Violet, stay back." My dad warns me and I don't even argue with him. These vampires are freaking me out.
"Get us three Tru Bloods." One of them says, looking around as my dad walks forward.
"Y'all need to go somewhere else. This is a family place. Locals only."
"Well, we just closed on a place up the road, so that makes us official citizens of Renard Parish. We're the new locals."
"My place, my rules." My dad shrugs while I watch the vampires.
"Discrimination against vampires is punishable by law in the great State of Louisiana. Personally, I don't give a fuck, but I am thirsty." he says, looking around as his eyes landing on me. Ugh, no, I am not anyone's happy meal.
"You are not welcome here." My dad sees this and walks towards them.
"That shit only works in a private home." the woman says, smirking at my dad. The one man scans the crowd until his eyes settle on Sookie and he mock-gasps.
"How nice to see you again, Sookie. You are looking delectable as always."
"You know them?" my dad asks her and she doesn't break eye contact with the vampire who noticed her.
"We've met."
"Well, well." he says, moving her head to see the fang marks on her neck "It looks like little Miss Holdout has given up the goods."
"Brava." the other male vampire speaks up with a smirk.
"Did he leave enough for the rest of us?" he asks but Sookie glares at him.
"I am his."
"Well, he is not here, is he? And while Bill's away, Malcolm will always play." the vampire, Malcolm, steps towards Sookie while she shoves him away.
"Don't you think for one second I'd ever have anything to do with you. You were trash while you were alive, and now you're just dead trash."
"I'm gonna drain you so slowly, you're gonna beg me to kill you." Malcolm says with a smile, while Terry Bellefleur decides to play hero.
"Jihad this, motherfucker!" he runs towards the vampires, who throw him like he weighs nothing. My dad grabs a pool stick and breaks it over his knee, creating a stake while Malcolm points at him. "You are a dead man."
"Maybe. But I'm gonna take one of y'all with me." my dad then runs at the vampire while I panic.
"Dad!" I yell out, seeing the bald vampire grab him by his neck and shove him against the bar. I try to run forward to help him, but am intercepted by Malcolm, who grabs me.
"I'm gonna reach down your throat and yank you inside out by your dick." he taunts my dad while I try to wiggle free.
"Stop this! Now! You're here for me, not them." Bill says, suddenly appearing through the door.
"We had to get your attention, and I do believe it worked." Malcolm says, finally releasing me. My dad pulls me over and puts me behind him, seperating my from the vampires.
"What do you want?" Bill asks, the vampires telling him that they want him to join their nest. He eventually agrees to go with them and Sookie steps forward, trying to tell him not to go.
"I am not human, Sookie. I am vampire." Bill says, leaving with the three vampires. Once they've left, everyone seems to relax a little bit and my dad turns around to me.
"Are you okay?" he asks and I nod my head, still a little shaken up. The bar seems to go back to normal, everyone trying to forget what just happened.
"Sam, we gotta do somethin'. These rednecks are gettin' riled up. They're talkin' about going after the vampires." Sookie says, walking over to the bar where I'm getting drinks for my table.
"That's not my problem." my dad says, shrugging. I sigh, with the what just happened a couple of moments ago, I feel the same. I grab the drinks and walk around them, and over to my table, hearing Arlene say, "I hope they kill 'em all." Okay, I'm not that mad about it, but Arlene is kind of a bigot.
"Bill is not like them." Sookie tries to defend him, but my dad doesn't care.
"He went with 'em."
"To get them away from here." Sookie, again, tries to defend Bill.
"Doesn't matter."
"He belongs with his own kind." my dad tells her, completely serious.
"Oh my God, are you listening to yourself?" Sookie asks, exasperated.
"Look, those vampires came in here and grabbed my daughter. Whatever goes on between you and him's your business, but I do not want my daughter or my bar involved." I hear my dad snap at Sookie and quickly finish my rounds, my dad yelling out "last call."
Dad and I clean up the bar, everyone leaving as we lock up. Walking home, he turns towards me, "Are you alright, Vi?"
"Yeah, dad, I'm fine. Are you alright?" I ask and he nods his head, unlocking the door to our trailer.
"I'm fine, Vi. I'm gonna head to bed." he tells me, placing a kiss on my forehead.
"Night, dad." I reply, walking into my room and stripping off my uniform, climbing into bed as Kaiya jumps up. She snuggles up next to me, purring, while I try to fall asleep. I don't think what happened today swayed my opinion on vampires, because there are bad vampires and good vampires, just like there are bad humans and good humans. I guess I can't blame the whole race for a couple of bad apples. With this thought, I fade into the darkness, snuggling Kaiya to me.
Song I listened to/title of this chapter: The Funeral by Band of Horses
I'm getting impatient wanting to get to Dallas, but I'm almost done writing the end of this season, so we'll get to Godric soon enough.
Posting this chapter on tumblr. Link is on my profile.
Thanks a bunch
-Jalen-
