Chapter 4
I looked at the Viking before me. I didn't know what to say.
Bill instantly held me behind him as he looked up at the vampire. I could feel Bill ushering me towards the exit, but I couldn't get my head to obey my commands. As I kept on looking at the Viking. He had the emotion in his eyes that showed worry. But worry over what. I haven't known him, but I could tell that he was hurting inside. I followed Bill, as a girl vampire stopped me.
" I wouldn't go out . The police are out there."
"Pam"
"Yes, Eric." At that something went in crept into my mind. I could see Eric looking at me.
But I finally knew why he was looking at me. I knew the emotion. The emotion that we shared together. Upon our last meeting. But or last meeting was when we were nine. Surely Eric could have forgotten about me, but that didn't seem like the case.
Eric and Pam went towards the back exit, as Eric and Pam swiftly went out.
"Ms. Stackhouse we will meet again"
At that my heart froze as Bill carried me away.
~X~
We were in Bill's car now. We were almost to my house. Bill was listening to some weird music that was definitely not English.
"What language are they speaking?" I inquired.
"Cambodian" he answered.
"So how did you like Fangtasia." He questioned.
"It was nice. Kind of like what Disneyland would look like." Bill gave a look.
Bill parked his car, as I stepped out and headed towards my front door.
"Bill, why can't I read your thoughts? Do you even have thoughts?"
"I do, but I don't know why you can't read them. Probably since our minds, vampire minds are dead. "
"What am I." I stated.
"I don't know Sookie, but what you are is special. Special enough that I find myself in love with you."
"Well mister Compton, I will bid you goodnight." As Bill nodded and walked away. He was gone as I headed into my house.
I got ready for bed and picked out a pink nightgown. I laid upon my bed and dreamed about the one place, where I felt that I could be myself. The one person that ever really got me. A place where it was so long ago that I almost forgotten what it was like. What he was like.
~X~
We were near the ocean. Listening to the seagulls flying in the sky. As they flapped there wings. Swaying in and out of the wind. Eric sat beside me. We were holding each other's hands. As the waves came near us on upon the sand. The water was cold, but it felt soothing. Washing away all my worries both of our worries. The air smelt like salt, as I could imagine the ocean was salt water.
"Do you have to leave?" Eric questioned.
"I have to go back."
"why" as a tear went down his face.
"Because, this time isn't where I belong."
He stood up and offered a hand towards me. He took off the necklace, that was around his neck. It had a crest engraved into it.
"This was my father's and my father's before him. This symbolizes the Viking way, most importantly it symbolizes my family. I am giving this to you, so you will always remember me. Even though it might be years for me and a couple for you, promise me that you'll always remember the time that we shared." As he enclosed the necklace around me.
I was going to say something, but I awoke before I had a chance to hear it. I knew what I was going to say. As I stood up and walked towards my vanity. Near the perfumes was a box, that held all of my jewelry. Inside laid a silver necklace, with a crest engraved on it. I held it close and closed my eyes.
"I promise"