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" Uhh." I groaned as I woke-up to the bright Louisiana sun. I rubbed my eyes and slowly opened them, peeking out millimetre by millimetre. I reached for the dressing gown that I usually chuck over my bed after a late night. But it wasn't there, I groped around my eyes still shut tight. Then my hands reached the ends of the bed, I reached for one of the four posts that support my late grandmothers ancient bed. My hand, which after years of holding on to the post, didn't hold onto anything, I fell forwards luckily not falling of the bed onto the oak floor. My eyes snapped open. I looked around, startled, where the hell was I ? It definelty wasn't my little home. I quickly jumped out of bed and scrambled around trying to find something less revealing to put on. It turned out that my gold dress from Tara's Togs had gotten ripped last night, it lay on the floor in shreds, and I wasn't entirely sure I wanted to know how it got to that state. I realised then that I was in a strange house that probably belonged to some vamp or another and I was only wearing the leopard print under I had sneakily slipped on last night. I thought back to last night, I remembered going to Fangtasia and seeing Pam, then she met up with some guy and then Oww ! My head felt like someone had just tipped a super ice freeze drink, that hyped teenagers buy at the cinema, all over my head. I held onto my head as the room started swirling. A single tear escaped from my eye. It wasn't the pain it was just the fact that I had no clue what the hell I'd done last night. And to be perfectly honest that worried me a lot. Suddenly everything came back into focus, I saw that on the end of the bed there was a woman's dress, intact thank god, and a note.
Lover,
I had hoped you'd wake earlier. I wanted to see you before I left for the day. Last night was really something.
Go home, I'll visit you when I wake.
Eric. X
I stared at the letter. What the hell was that supposed to mean. Eric wasn't exactly known for his knack of describing things that well but surely he could've given me a better clue than that ? I sighed and quickly slipped into the crimson dress. To my dismay it wasn't one of Pam's more sophisticated numbers it was probably borrowed from a fang-banger. I was low-cut and slit down the thighs. I was short and tight. I sighed. Eric had obviously hoped to catch a glance of me in this dress, if the flimsy piece of material could even be considered a dress. I was suddenly grateful that my family had chosen an out-of-the-way piece of land to build our house on. I trod into my heels from last night, my feet ached like hell warmed up. I sighed at the thought of Eric devising a master plan to make me look stupid as I drove home to my small town of Bon Temps. I've my Gran saw me like this she'd probably put a sack over me and stop me from seeing anyone for a week. I tentatively opened to door. Thankfully it didn't creak though I doubted there'd be anyone awake at this time. What was the time anyway ? I scanned the hallway for my purse. I found it hanging on the banisters to an underground room. I mentally decided never to go down there. I tiptoed to the exquisitely carved doors and hurried out. I looked around hoping that I'd had the sense to bring my car to this place. Thank the lord that I had. I practically sprinted over to it I launched my self into it and reversed speedily out of the driveway. Once on the motorway I had more of a chance to think. Question One : What the hell had I done last night ? Answer One : Gotten drunk and a friend had kindly offered to take me in for the night. Not possible, this is Eric we're talking about here Brain. Answer Two : Eric and I had done something stupid. God forbid. And now I was out of answers, well this certainly didn't look good. I sighed.
The roads were pretty easy to navigate and I was home in no time. Bon Temps hadn't changed at all in my absence. I made my mind up to call Sam when I got home and let him know I would be in today. I'm not really sure why I needed to tell him that, Sam knows I'd be in just as sure as he'd change into a collie at the full moon. I turned off the main road onto the little road that lead to Bill's house and to mine. I could drive this road blindfolded. I swerved into my drive, I could hear the gravel that Eric had had laid crunching under my tyres. I sighed, why the hell did he feel the need to protect me all time ? Not that I didn't appreciate it, my only living relative Jason was hardly going to jump to save me, Jason loved Jason. Not Sookie. I cleared those thoughts from my head. For some reason or another I was in a foul mood today. I checked the clock on the dash board. Four Thirty. Great a whole day wasted at Eric's. I opened the door to the car Tara had sold to me for a dollar after mine got ruined in a fire. I slammed it shut. Luckily my keys were still in my purse. I took one last look around my little front yard. The trees were turning crimson and brown. It looked like fall was definelty here. I opened the newly painted red door. I shucked my coat and hung it up on the pegs just inside the hallway. I slammed the door behind me and wandered into my little kitchen. I stopped dead when I saw what was in the kitchen sink. I closed my eyes and counted to ten. I re-opened them and…