But I won't stop until that boy is mine
I'll chase you down until you love me - Lady Gaga
Semi-Charmed Kinda Life
Chapter 11: I won't stop
I was a few feet away from my car when someone called my name.
"Eric?"
I looked back. "Ms. Stonebrook?"
She nodded. "Will you be spending your night alone?"
"Yes."
"Me too… want to spend it with me…?"
I raised an eyebrow.
"No. I'm not interested." I chuckled to myself, as I coined Sookie's words for me. Hopefully, Ms. Stonebrook will not need any further explanation, as to what 'not interested' meant.
"Oh," she said, surprise and disappointment clearly evident on her face. "I'm very sorry to hear that."
"You have a good night now- Ms. Stonebrook." I gave her a parting wink and a smile. Turning my back to the woman who had just propositioned to me, I made my way back to my car.
'Well, that certainly was interesting' I thought as I drove. Who would have considered, that the formidable and severe-looking woman would hit on him? But then, this night has been surprising-to say the least. Then, I wondered what would have happened, if Sookie was the one who propositioned to me. I grinned wide. There isn't a doubt in my mind what I will do if Sookie did just that.
I really needed a plan… a good one.
Instead of driving back home, I found myself navigating towards Pam's neighborhood. I had one unruly cousin to settle some business with. And I needed Sookie's contact details for what I was planning. Reaching Pam's home, I pushed the talk button on her Intercom System.
"It's me- Eric"
No answer. I debated with myself for a moment, on ringing the chime multiple times just to annoy Pam. I knew she was home. I hoped that my presence will interrupt her night… it will serve her right.
"Come on! I know you're in there. Open up- kusin" I laughed, already anticipating her anger.
"Eric?" Pam's irritated voice spoke through the speaker.
I didn't answer. I just smirked at the security camera.
"You A-hole! What the hell? And what do you want? It's almost fucking midnight." Her British accent was evident, that meant she was pissed off, of this I was certain. I wondered what I interrupted. Was it her beauty sleep? A booty call perhaps?
A moment later, the door opened and out came my cousin clad in a small pink fluffy robe. I winced. Shit… I needed a strong bleach for my brain to forget this visual.
Pouting she said. "Eric… to what do I owe this displeasure?"
"Shut up- brat." I said as he walked to her living room.
Then I saw Belinda walking out of Pam's room. I had an eyeful. I coughed to hide my surprise. Seeing Belinda almost naked, save her bright purple underwear really explained a lot. She was bold and brazen and she had no problem with nudity. No wonder Pam liked her a lot…
"Well hello… Eric" Belinda greeted me. She walked towards me and gave me a peck in the cheek.
"Hi Belle…" I smiled. "Did I interrupt something?"
"You know you did." Pam muttered.
"Pam and I are in the middle of things." Belinda winked at me. "Honey, did you invite your cousin to join us? It's kinky. I like it. It's been a while since I had sex with a guy but I…"
"Belle…" Pam rolled her eyes. "Haven't you had enough already? And I didn't invite him here."
"Ah well… what a shame then." Belinda sighed. "Do you two, need to talk- privately?" Perceptive too…
Pam and I both nodded.
"I'll be in your room honey." She stood up and walked towards Pam's bedroom. She was at the door when she said, "Oh! Pam and I watched your interview in the Buzz, geez the camera loves you Eric…"
"Indeed it does, doesn't it?" Pam teased.
"Pam didn't we meet Sookie on the plane that time we left Viking island?"
"Belle just go… already" Pam waved her off. "So?" She asked when we were alone.
"You deliberately withheld this from me." I accused.
"That, I did…" She grinned. "I almost wish I was there to see the look in your face when you saw her."
"Bitch. You're going to pay for this."
"Nuh-ah… I'm the one who did you a favor." She raised an eyebrow. "And you didn't exactly inform or ask me about her."
I didn't answer.
"For all I know, you might not be interested in meeting her at all."
"Don't try to go technical on me… Pam." He warned.
"Fine. It was fun and I wanted you to be surprised. Were you surprised?"
"No"
"Bullshit. You wouldn't be here tonight at my home if you weren't."
I rolled my eyes.
"As Belle said, we watched the Buzz tonight. I saw how enthusiastic you are. I saw how you teased her too."
"Well then Ms. Psychic… why am I here?"
"Easy… you wanted a 411 on Sookie and…"
I scowled.
"Let's go to the minibar. It seems like you needed a drink…"
"Don some clothes… you're irritating me."
"Prude…" Pam left for the bedroom. I went straight to her mini bar which is on a smaller room adjacent to her spacious kitchen. Opening the refrigerator, I took out a can of beer. Pam emerged later dressed in black yoga pants and pink tank top. Good.
"Playing it cool tonight, eh kusin?" Pam said as she sat on the bar stool.
"A man can only take so much alcohol and I'm going to drive home"
"So… tell me what happened, kusin."
"I met her in the Island. I saw her again tonight. And I came here."
Pam snorted. "Tell me or I won't stop bugging you. I always get what I want anyway. You know this already."
I sighed. So I told her. Well- the abridged version of it anyways.
"So you had an ONS with her, huh?"
I nodded.
"And now you found her again."
Again I nodded.
"So why the fuck are you here?" Pam snorted. "Oh!" She grinned wide. "Shouldn't you be having your way again with her already?"
I pouted.
Of course, she fucking laughed at me. "Losing your edge eh, kusin?"
I cocked an eyebrow.
"I know that look. That's your tell when your being defensive."
Sighing I said. "You know not a thing or two when it comes to poker, Pam"
"Yeah but I know you… and shit Eric you're in trouble" She laughed.
"You're crazy"
"Really, huh?" She asked with clear disbelief.
I kept silent for a full minute staring only at the can of beer that I was holding.
Pam whistled softly. "I'll be damned."
I finished my beer. I was about to tell Pam to just forward me Sookie's contact information and leave. I didn't want this conversation with Pam. She had enough materials to tease me with, for the coming months.
"Come on, I know something's bugging you…"
I spoke quietly after awhile, "A'ight. You win." I recounted our conversation backstage. "She said she was attracted to me but she didn't want to see me again. I don't get it."
She laughed.
"Nothing's funny about that… you…" This is what I was fucking talking about.
"You're such a guy, Eric" She said. "So, I take it that you wanted to see her again?"
I nodded. What a stupid question. Really, would I be here if I don't give a fuck?
"To what?" Honestly?
"Fuck, Pam, what do you think?" I asked back.
"I see."
I shrugged.
"So she didn't want to see you again… she isn't interested in dating you" She repeated.
"Basically"
"She must have found something in you that is a complete turn-off. You know, something that makes her extremely cautious around you…"
"Just get straight to the point"
"If you want her, ask what she didn't like about you and then learn to compromise."
"I could do that."
"I already forwarded her number and her address in your email this afternoon." She waggled her eyebrows. Brat… I bet she was so pleased with herself.
"Good. This isn't a big favor."
"What? Fine… you still have three"
"Four. I would have agreed if you been more forthcoming"
"Fine… but my advice and 411 merits shoes and clothes… lot's of it" She raised an eyebrow.
I opened his wallet and took out my black Amex card. I handed it to Pam whose eyes widened in surprised. "Have fun brat…" I kissed her forehead. "I'll take it back when I returned from New York"
"4 days!" Pam hugged me. "Oh kusin, I love you! You are the best. I'm gonna have so much fun with this" She squealed.
"Night brat" I shook his head. I did owe her bigtime after all.
…
"Hmm… In my opinion the night went well Sookie" Amelia sipped from her wine.
I shrugged. "One could argue that… yes." At least I didn't humiliate myself totally on national television. That was an achievement by itself. I should learn to count my blessings.
"Sure you don't want a nightcap?" Amelia said as she eyed my pistachio-flavored ice cream.
I shook my head. 'If there was an off-chance that I might get… geez.' I stopped the thought immediately. I didn't want to hope at the moment. Not when I just had a face to face encounter with Eric.
'Damn… Eric' I scooped another bite. Yum. I didn't feel guilty eating ice cream. I'll work out. I'll burn the calories on the treadmill tomorrow. An hour... Right… Not guilty at all…
"You should sleep here. Don't drive home. it's already late." It was 3 a.m.. Usually Amelia sleeps at the guest bedroom whenever my tapings or other commitment got a bit late.
"Yeah, I think I will."
"Ames, I…Tha…" I was about to thank her.
"Sookie… hush. No need to thank me." There was a great need to thank her. She let me talk her ears off for a good hour and a half. In her book, that merits a big thank you. Bitching and whining at Amelia had been therapeutic. Maybe they could go shopping this weekend. Or spa… or spa and shopping- that will be a great combination.
I told Amelia everything that had happened- even the argument Eric and I had backstage. When I told her that Eric recognized me, she snorted. She also gave me a look that plainly stated, Duh-what-have-I-told-you-so.
The idea that he will recognize me seemed logical, simple and so-expected already by Amelia, but it still have a staggering effect on me.
'He recognized me. And he wanted me' And I turned him down because I didn't want him… right…
'stay on the program, Stackhouse'
Amelia was also positively delighted that Eric had shown interest in me. She was all for me giving Eric a chance while I still was adamant on not doing so.
…
It's a beautiful day
Don't let it get away
Beautiful day
Touch me, Take me to that other place
Reach me, I know I'm not a hopeless case
"See the world in green and blue…" I couldn't stop himself singing along with Bono, as the song Beautiful day blasted in my car's stereo. To say I was in a cheerful mood would be an understatement. He was also grinning like a fool every now and then.
How she could make me this happy, I wasn't sure. Maybe it's the promise of gourmet sex. Maybe it was that he found her again. Maybe it was both. I didn't want to over think. Whatever reason it was for being so cheerful that rainbows almost shot from his ass I didn't care. I was happy- period.
According to my GPS navigation system, I had reached my intended destination. I smiled. I schooled my feature to a more neutral expression. I rang the doorbell. Another smile broke in my face. I shook my head. I waited for a full minute but nobody answered. I was about to push the button again, when the door opened forcefully and a freshly showered Amelia appeared from it.
"Oh my effing God!" Amelia exclaimed when she saw who was ringing Sookie's door at 7:00 a.m.
I chuckled. It was early I supposed. I gave her an unapologetic smile. I didn't have the luxury of time. I had a flight to catch and I needed to be at the airport at 10 am. "Good morning to you too, Amelia."
"Uhh.." Amelia coughed. She shook her head. "Come in, Eric. This is…"
"Unexpected." I smiled. I was led to a Mediterranean-styled living room.
"I'll be right back, Eric." Amelia said. "I'll just wake Sookie up." She smiled
"No- don't. She must be tired from last night." I laughed. "I'll wait"
"You've been extremely unruly- at least that's what I heard" She looked at me as if daring to me to contradict her statement.
"Was I?"
She giggled. "Do you want some coffee?"
I shook my head. Amelia and I chatted for a good thirty minutes. She was quite curious about me. It felt like I was being interrogated.
Sookie hasn't woken up- unfortunately. I guessed that we'll see each other when I returned from New York.
I looked at my watch. "Amelia, I should go." I stood up. I left her my card.
"Wait, Eric." Amelia said as I made my way to the door. I looked back. "Are you sure you don't want me, to wake Sookie up?"
I shook his head. "I'll visit when I returned from my trip"
Looking up at me expectantly, she suggested "How about you wake Sookie up?"
I smirked at her. "You're going to be in trouble."
"I can withstand hurricane Sookie, can you?" She raised an eyebrow at me.
I laughed. Can I?
SPOV
I was dreaming again. The same old dream I had been having for the past few days. Eric was touching my face, my arms, my belly, my breasts… His touch felt like heaven, soft, and tender, like I was being caressed by feathers all over.
I felt his warm body pressed behind mine. I sighed contentedly. Rolling over half-asleep, I was now facing him. I buried my face on his chest and nuzzled it. He smelled so good. His scent was so familiar… so welcoming…
His arms tightened around me, pressing him firmly against me. Again, I sighed with joy. This felt so good… so safe. His warmth felt like a haven, a sanctuary where I could just curl up and forget the rest of the world.
But this dream was all too real. He felt real, hard, warm and alive. But he won't be here. How could he be? Last night I told him that I wasn't interested, in continuing whatever we have started in Viking Island.
'He doesn't belong to me…'
"Eric…you came back…" I said in a choked voice. I didn't want to wake up just yet. I wanted to continue this dream.
My hand reached up to touch his broad chest, down to his abdomen, continuing my exploration until my hands reached his jeans. I was starting to unfasten its button when I heard him call her name.
"Sookie…"
Slowly I opened my eyes. My hazy vision encountered a strong neck, corded with muscles. My sleepiness evaporated in an instant.
I let out a little squeak of horror. 'No. It can't be.' I pushed back against rock-hard shoulders.
I met his gaze.
"It's me." He said simply.
Damn right it's you. I wanted to shout at him. I bit my lips. What the hell is Eric doing in my room? In my bed precisely…?
"Eric, what are you doing here?" I breathed deep, in and out trying to curtail the raising temper within me. Temper not heat… I told myself. Right…
"Snuggling" He said his eyes twinkling in merriment.
"Snuggling! You son of a… I thought I was dreaming!" I said glaring at him. Then suddenly I remembered that my morning breath might be so awful that it could probably knock down a horse. Uhg, Gross… And that I was so exhausted that I had just crashed on my bed last night without showering. Oh my god! My hair! It must smell!
Not that I care what he thinks about me! The jerk!
He must have bullied or charmed Amelia into letting him in my room. I'll have a long talk with my PA after I got rid of Eric. I reached for my blanket and covered my mouth with it.
"What are you doing?" Eric asked curious.
"You jerk! Unlike you I have propriety, and I don't want to knock you out with my morning breath. Let me go"
"But this is comfortable" Eric pressed himself against me. What does this man think? That she will welcome him in open arms? Why doesn't he leave her alone? He was so insensitive. Can't he feel what he's doing to me? How he's driving me crazy?
"No, it's not. What are you doing in my bed? This is… this is trespassing… "
"I was led in"
"You know you're not welcome here" I said petulant. And quite rude. Yeah… so propriety be damned.
"Really? I must have missed the memo" He smiled. He looked so cool and relaxed.
"I will scream and report you to the police if you don't get out of my room in 10 seconds." I warned.
"Why do you have to use law enforcement threats to deal with me? You did that too in the Island, remember?" He asked as if he was inquiring about the weather. I have to calm down.
I took a deep breath. "You're transgressing on my privacy." I said calmly. "In my own home…" I pressed. "When, I specifically warned you last night, that I didn't want anything to do with you. This is stalking. I could…"
"Is that what you call it?" He smirked. "I'm not stalking. It's more like I'm challenging your boundaries" He laughed. Smart ass…
"Semantics." I raised an eyebrow.
He laughed some more. "I really, really like you Sookie"
I chose to ignore that statement. "Why are you here Eric?" I said my voice slightly muffled by the blanket covering the half of my face.
"You were completely passed out when I got here. It took a lot for you to wake up." Oh God, why?
I closed her eyes in mortification and anger. Calm… "I'm disgusting. I need a shower." I said, irritated. I needed to get away from him…fast. I needed to think. I needed the privacy of my bathroom. This was so unexpected. And he was so near. He was too close for comfort. He was invading my private space.
"Mind if I join?" Eric teased.
I rolled my eyes. "Yes."
"Yes, I could join?"
"No. I'll mind if you join. Now stop teasing me…" He let me stood up. I moved away from him quickly.
"I'll wait for you…here then"
I entered the bathroom carrying a purple velour track suit bottom, white baby tee and underwear. Once I was in the confines of my baby blue bathroom, I felt a little relaxed. I needed to calm down and get a better control of the situation.
I was a jumble of emotions inside. There was mortification, happiness, excitement, annoyance, exasperation and … hope. Annoyance and irritation was winning by a wide margin though…
Eric was here. I bit my lips. What the hell am I going to do with him? I was attracted to him, that was sure. We have amazing chemistry in the sack but aside from that nothing.
'I don't want him but...'
He's a jerk. But… he's here.
He's a womanizer. But… right now he wants me.
I'll fall for him then he'll break my heart. I sighed. Haven't I weighed these consequences a number of times over already? Even last night… And as always the cons outweigh the very few pros.
And Oh God, did I just said a truly humiliating, 'Eric, you came back.'? Shit…
What in the world was I thinking? Oh Lord, please… I didn't said that aloud, didn't I? That unintentional sentence was just in my head, right? Pathetic…
The hot shower felt wonderful to her body. When she emerged from the bathroom, Eric was sitting on her bed.
"You look good enough to eat, min alskade" Eric said.
She closed the bathroom door and leaned her back on it. She crossed her arms in a defensive position. She mentally counted from one to ten. Before speaking in a calm and collected voice, "Eric what are you doing here?"
"We have left a lot of things to be discussed last night, Sookie"
Eric was confusing me. I wanted him to leave. Yet at the same time I wanted to hug him. Maybe I am going crazy.
"I was pretty clear… when I said I don't want to see you again"
"Why not?" Eric asked unfazed.
"What difference would it make? Does it matter what reason's I have for not wanting to see you again?" I raised an eyebrow at him.
Frowning, he stood up from the bed. He walked slowly towards me. My heart was beating so fast in nervous anticipation.
I held the ground that I was standing although a big part of me wanted to back away. But what's really the point of running away from him? I huffed defiantly.
"Look at me." He said in a commanding tone.
I looked up and met his gaze. He was looking at me so intensely. His blue eyes were so scorchingly intense.
"I want you to leave me alone, Eric." I said softly but it was laced with authority.
Why can't he recognize the word 'no'? It makes sense though; since he was so used to getting everything he wanted just by a flick of a finger. He wants; he takes… spoiled rotten jerk! Well not me. I wouldn't be coerced into anything.
"I can't." He lowered his face towards hers. "I won't."
And I didn't really know what I'll say to that. Not that my traitor body is of any help. 'God… give me the strength to push this man, please?'
"Do you know what you are doing to me?" He pressed himself tighter on my body. His arms banded around me. I felt hot all over with passion and desire.
I didn't answer. Does he know what he's doing to me? And would it really be so bad if I give in? Yes! It will be disastrous.
"I want you"
I closed my eyes waiting for the inevitable to happen. Eric cuffed my face and kissed me… at my forehead… it was gentle and feather light and so unexpected. His lips began trailing soft kisses of my face… he spared lips though.
I opened my eyes meeting his intense gaze again.
"You want me" He kissed me again…this time claiming my lips softly.
"We are consenting, unattached adults." He kissed me again. It was possessive, bone-melting, mind-blowing kiss that left me entirely breathless when it was over. "What's keeping us from painting the town red? What's holding us back from fucking? Tell me."
"I…"
"You're not interested in seeing me?"
I looked down. I bit my tongue before I could say something extremely childish. Did he just invited me to 'paint the town red'? I wanted to snort. There was a perverse part of me, that wanted to tell him, that if he wanted to do just that, he should buy himself some paint in the nearest hardware store and paint his town red by himself. I like my town as it and I don't like red. Stumping on his feet or kicking his crotch to free myself from his hold was also appealing. But I didn't move.
Obviously, I was torn. But he was so callous. He's really a class-A jerk.
"Think about the reasons why. I'll here them out. Then let's compromise. Right now, I don't have time to talk about it. I came because it will be a few days before I ever see you again. Since, I'm leaving for New York. And frankly that's just too long. No more talking… the next thirty minutes that I'll spend here with you isn't for talking."
He lowered his head again to claim my lips. I stopped his lips' descent with the palm of my hand.
"Wait… wait… wait… wait… wait Eric, okay? Please" I pleaded.
"Why? What?" He asked.
"I can't…"
"Sookie…" He warned.
"You're confusing me already" I confessed.
"Good. This talk has been positive then. I don't want you dead set on fighting me."
"I won't be coerced into this."
"I won't stop, Sookie"
"You mean my NO means nothing to you?" I asked incensed.
"You're NO, means something to me-obviously. Why do you think I'm proposing a compromise? I don't do this- usually"
"Oh I'm so honored, Mr. High and Mighty." I said mustering all the sarcasm I have within me.
"Sookie, do we really have to argue?"
"No. but I needed to think. And I needed time. Give me two weeks… then I'll call you… then…"
"Too long... I'll be gone for four days… that's enough time."
"No."
"Fine. Two weeks then I'll see you. And then you'll tell me. And finally, we'll fuck. Agreed?"
"No"
"What do you mean- no?" He asked exasperated.
"I meant that I'll decide if I wanted to…"
"No."
"You're a jerk."
"Lump it on the list of things that you hate about me."
"You're insufferable."
"Do I get to make a list too?" He teased. "I believe I'll enjoy making one."
"Do whatever you want." I said suddenly tired of the argument too. He was right. There will be a time for this talk. It could wait.
"Really?" His eyes twinkled with mischief.
"Why are we still talking?" I asked coolly.
He smiled. "Truce?"
I nodded.
Thus when he lowered his head to kiss me hard, I knew he wasn't surprised when I kissed him back with equal fervor.
EPOV
"What is wrong with my bed?" She asked breathless.
I chuckled. She was really whirlwind. She can really be cooperative when she wanted too.
"What time is you're flight?"
"Don't worry about it." I kissed her again. Right now, I don't give a flying fuck, if I missed my eleven am flight. What's preventing me though, from moving my feet to take the steps towards her bed was her. And for the life of me, I'm not really convinced why.
Maybe because I knew that she wasn't totally sold into this arrangement that I was offering. That if we do this now, it will scare her the next day and then she'll shun me again. I wonder if that's her M.O.. I have to ask her about that.
But the bed was tempting and so was the woman who was passionately responding to my kisses.
Shit… logical reasoning- be damned… I lifted her. She clung her legs around mine. I was about to take those few agonizing steps towards her bed when I heard a small cough. It was Amelia. What the fuck?
"Amelia, here I thought you were team Eric." I smiled and lowered Sookie. When I looked back, I was surprised that Sookie's quirky assistant wasn't in a teasing mood at all.
"Sorry hun, but this is an emergency." Amelia coughed again. "Sookie I'm sorry to interrupt… but something happened." She said, her face quite serious.
I straightened. "What is it Amelia?" I asked.
"What?" Sookie asked this time. "Events? Concerts? Schedule interruption?"
"Nah. Worse"
Sookie now looked genuinely worried.
"Someone died?" I asked again.
Amelia shook her head. She removed her hand from behind her. I saw that she was holding an ipad. She handed it to Sookie's hands.
"You and you" Amelia said pointing at me and then at Sookie's. "You're headline. It's not yet on the tabloids but TMZ and e-online has released some articles on the net already."
Puzzled, I looked at the screen. My entire body went still. Everything in me and around me seemed to have stopped moving except for the sudden heavy slamming of my heart. My eyes were glued to photograph that dominated the screen. That picture was him and Sookie, kissing last night.
'Well… Fuck fuckity fuck fuck fuck!'
"Oh God!" Sookie gasped. Her hand clasped her chest. She looked like she's experiencing shortness of breath. He took the ipad from her and guided her to sit down on the bed.
"Sookie are you okay?" I asked. She didn't answer. Who ever fucking did this will pay. I'll make sure of that.
"I'll go get you both a glass of water" Amelia left the room.
I looked at the iPad and begun reading the article with Sookie.
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Caught! Sookie Stackhouse and Eric Northman Have "Intense Talk" backstage
Friday, Feb. 04, 2011, 7:40AM PST by Ted Casablanca
Yes, my sweets- this is what kids nowadays, refer to as, a passionate, I'm-gonna-suck-your-entire-face lip-lock. Oh yeah! Intense talk-definitely!
Brrrrr! The weather everywhere may be teeth chattering cold; but not here in Scandalville! Today, it's just scorching hot -whew - especially with this latest buzz that hits gossip town. And my sweets, you are privy to every sordid detail.
Speaking of the Buzz, a few minutes just after midnight, an email containing a video simply labeled as "Eric and Sookie Nookie", was sent to TMZ by an onset spy, who wanted to be referred only as, Deadly Hallow. It is thanks to him/her that we have all this juicy stuff to feed our gossip-loving souls. The video tape was purported to have been taken on the backstage of the Buzz. Hallow wrote that he/she saw these two cuddling and kissing in between commercial breaks.
Don't you just love dirty laundry? I do… and with E&S, it's just deliciously scandalous! Yup, stalking definitely pays big time as TMZ was rumored to have paid an undisclosed amount for this one.
So my sweets, have you seen the video, yet? E&S have been up to some really racy escapade backstage. And we have a video to prove it! It's dark and grainy and you can't make sense of what they're saying… But, Oooh! It's Hott!
The footage doesn't lie, E&S, so don't even try to deny it.
And, what the…fu…face? Who would have assumed that Sookie- I'm Prim and Proper- Stackhouse, have it in her? Not I, definitely! 'Made an ass out of you and me, didn't she? You naughty…naughty closet minx…
I was surprised- obviously. Until now, no romance in the air, had been sniffed by the paparazzi, between these two… until now that is.
In fact, Sookie is currently rumored, to be dating the young action star- JB du Rone. Between a young star hunk who's every woman's fantasy and an über-rich daredevil who's every woman's romantic nightmare, who would you rather be with, Ms. S.? Decisions… decisions…
Blue-blood Eric, on the other hand was always seen dating women, left and right. Oh wait, my dahlings, you do know who I'm referring too, right? Yup… the Northman scion, the professional polo player, yada yada yada... But you'll likely remember him from that famous beer commercial where he gets to show his… err… excellent horse riding skills. Of course you've seen it. We all did.
Lately, his main squeeze is the lovely starlet du jour, Yvetta Levandi. That seems to be old news, now that E. has set his eyes on Sookie Stackhouse. Well E., is Yvetta not up to snuff or are you just itching to nail a diva?
The press has yet to get an inside story from E&S who are both still unavailable for any comments. I will be monitoring the interesting developments between this two. So stay glued to the Awful Truth, my dahlings, for I have the juiciest scoops for you to feast on.
Wait… There's more? Sure is- my sweets! This isn't over yet. I know I'm not Dear Abby, but I'm really great at giving advices. So S., this is Dear Ted and here is my advice.
S. you are much of a fool as you are gorgeous. He's just gonna break your heart… again. Has all this valentines' brain washing affected you too? Well apparently, coz honey you should just have married William Compton when you had the chance. Sorry, that may not be the kindest thing to say, but you need to hear some common sense, before you make a valentine fool of yourself.
XOXO, I know you love my shit. Tee-hee-hee.
-ted
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"Sookie?" I looked at her concerned. Her face conveyed nothing. It was blank.
"Is Lafayette informed?" Her voice monotone, she asked Amelia, who had just returned from the kitchen.
"He called me."
Sookie closed her eyes for an instant. Guessing that she was at a lost for what to say. I was too. I had a lot of questions racing in my mind. Who was this JB? Who's this William? And lot… a hell lot more although none of them mattered right now. I'll know the answers to them in time.
I pulled Sookie into a one arm hug and gave her a kiss on her forehead.
Who the hell did this? Who was onset spy who will soon regret messing with me and mine?
But more importantly, what the fuck are we going to do with this?
A/N:
FF had been a cluster f*ck of epic proportion. This update was made possible with the help of Suki59. Thanks.
* Shorter chapter… next chapter will be posted at Friday, Apr1, 2pm GMT. The teaser for next chapter will be posted on my tumblr account tomorrow- same time. The link to my account is on my user's page.
**What do you think Eric will do with Ted C.? lol. I have mixed feelings with Ted. I like his biting sarcasm but I was annoyed that he started that Nelly Fang rumor on ASkar.
I guess you all know who leaked the video to the press right?
Sookie's birthday is just around the corner probably next chapter.
I'd love to hear feedbacks from you. So, I hope you'd leave me those reviews. =D
*** Relative Timeline (loose) and an in-a-nutshell-kinda thing of the events that have occurred already/ or coming soon in SCKL.
-Dec31/Fri: Prologue- Eric and Sookie celebrated the New Year in abject but concealed misery
-Jan06/Th: Ch01- Sookie opened up to Lafayette. Party at the Camara de Northman
-Jan08/Sat: Ch02- Polo Game where Eric's performance sunk in its all time low. Jennifer Cater interviewed Sookie.
-Jan17/Mon: Sookie arrived at Viking Island
-Jan20/Th: Ch03- Disastrous dinner with Sandy
-Jan22/Fri: Ch03- Eric arrived at Viking Island. Pam annoyed Eric.
-Jan23/Sat: Ch04, Ch05- Sookie and Eric meet for the first time… and they had some intense talk (insert Eric's trademark eyebrow movement)…
-Jan24/Sun: Ch06- Sookie left Eric.
-Jan28/Fri: Ch07- Sookie learned that Eric will be a guest on her show. Eric confronted Pam. Ch08- EPOV, Pam confronted Eric. Eric and Yvetta's date… Ch09-SPOV. Sookie recorded 2 tracks from her new album. Dinner date with Lafayette and Amelia
- E found S= yeah… that didn't happen.
-Jan29/Sat: Sookie and Amelia visited Claudette at the hospital. Ch10- Poker night at Asgard, Chow:Royal flush bitches! (Imagines Chow as that Chinese guy from The Hangover)
-Feb01/Tue: Ch10- Amelia helped Sookie deal with Eric
-Feb03/Th: Ch10- The Buzz Taping
-Feb04/Fri: Ch11- Eric visited Sookie. Hallow leaked grainy video of E&S to TMZ. Eric left for New York.
-Feb11/Fri: Ch12-Eric visited Pam on BLOW office.
-Feb14/Mon:Ch12- Sookie's birthday bash. See you at the Parteeey! Tee-hee-hee. It's at the Pyramid of Gizeh. Do you think E. will be invited?
****Charlaine H. owns all the characters. While some of the plot lines were inspired by the romance novel author Eve M. And some of the lines were burrowed/ copied from Ted C.'s online articles. No beta, so I apologize for the errors in spelling and/or grammar. Thanks for reading. Hope you've enjoyed SCKL.