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Chapter three

The next three days that followed our visit to Fangtasia were oddly relaxing for Bill and I. We were so used to chaos we weren't sure what to do. It rained every night and Bill and I both didn't feel like going out. We still hadn't talked about what happened at Fangtasia and what was going on, but I figured Eric did not want me to know about any of it. He did not trust me, I could clearly tell.

Bill and I spent those days watching a lot of movies. He introduced me to Alfred Hitchcock. He watched me freak out at the end of Psycho and then cry a little during The Man who knew too much. Sometimes after the movies, we'd play a game. Normally it was on the Wii that Bill bought a few months ago, but we did play Yatzee once. When we weren't spending time together Bill was working on his database and I was doing some kind of chore around the house. The Compton house was old and in need of repair and I felt I could do something to help out. I started to paint my room a dark teal with black stripes to start improving things a little. I enjoyed this time Bill and I were spending together even if we weren't always together. It felt like we were a family.

I woke up on the fourth night and noticed Bill wasn't by my side. Sometimes we would wake up at the same time, but lately he had been waking up before me. I crawled out of the hidey hole we slept in and slipped into the hallway. I heard the microwave going and smelled the TrueBlood being warmed. I walked into the kitchen and sat down in one of the antique chairs. Bill's back was to me but I know for a fact he knew I was there.

"So what are we going to do today?" I said with a smile. I was hoping we'd do something fun together, maybe get out of the house.

He set a bottle of TrueBlood down on the table in front of me. He looked as if all the happiness had been taken away from him. He slowly sat down across the table from me and forced a small smile. I took a sip of my drink.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"I hate to do this to you," he started, "But I need to go to Fangtasia."

I let out a sigh of relief, "Good because I need to get out of this house," I began to pick up my TrueBlood and walk out of the kitchen to my room when I heard Bill say, "Wait."

I stopped and turned, "There's more isn't there?"

"I need to go to Fangtasia…alone," Bill looked up at me. His eyes reflected so much sadness.

"What's going on? Why can't I go? Bill…?"

"I can't explain what's going on right now and Eric doesn't want you around him at the moment. Just stay home tonight and do something, maybe watch some episodes of that show you love so much, Friends right?"

"Why doesn't Eric want me around? I've done nothing wrong," I started to get angry. "I can't stay home, I'll go insane. Please take me with you, please…"

"I can't. I'm sorry," Bill said. "Sookie will be at work if you need anything. I know she will help you out." That made me angry. I didn't need Sookie, or any human, to take care of me. I wasn't a baby.

As my anger grew, the emotion behind Bill's eyes changed into something that matched my emotion. Suddenly he snapped, "I don't care how much you hate Sookie, you need to get over it."

I stood there in the hallway staring at my creator in shock. He had never yelled at me before, and he had never been that angry towards me before. The anger pulsed through our bond like a heart pumping blood. I calmed myself and felt the anger disappear slowly. I took a deep breath and turned to walk out of the room. A tear ran down my cheek. I hated to get yelled at especially by someone I cared about so deeply. I flew up the rotting stairs and into my room; Bill was following me up the stairs.

"Anya, I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me," Bill was standing in my doorway look at me. I could see him in the mirror. His black collared shirt made his eyes stand out even more than before.

"It's my fault," I said quietly, "I got angry and I shouldn't have." I plopped down on the bed and put my head in my hands.

"Let's just forget about it okay?" Bill walked over beside the bed and sat down next to me. He put his cool arms around me and pulled me into his body. I started to cry. He wiped my tears away then suddenly began to laugh.

I pulled out of his arms and looked at him, "What is so funny?" I asked, wiping the remaining tears off my face.

He laughed a little longer then said, "Just think about how bad this could be if we keep feeling each other's emotions like this." He stood up holding his hands out towards me. I grabbed his hands as he pulled me up off the bed. "I have to go. Don't get into any trouble tonight." Bill smiled then kissed the top of my forehead. In a flash he was out of my room and grabbing his keys. I heard the door open and close then his car start. His car crunched down the driveway and I knew then that he was gone.

Five minutes later, I was dressed in skinny jeans, gray UGG's, and a cute white and gray t-shirt. I grabbed the extra house key and shoved it in my silver purse. I ran downstairs making sure to keep a few lights on just in case. I opened the pantry and jumped up to reach the top shelf. I grabbed the credit card that was up there for emergencies only and headed out the door. I was going to spend tonight doing something whether Bill wanted me to or not.

I showed up at Merlottes a few minutes after I left the house. I loved how fast I was now. I walked into the warm room and was greeted by the perky blonde that had a strong distaste for me as I did for her.

"What are you doing here?" She asked with a bitter sting.

"Whatever happened to 'Hi welcome to Merlottes, booth, table, or bar?'" I tried to say in my best Southern accent. I sounded congested to my disappointment.

Sookie smiled, "I know you were not supposed to leave the house. So what are you doing here?" She asked again.

"Why stay home when you can watch me right here?" I smiled at her showing my brilliant white fangs. I knew she wasn't scared; I could feel it. But I knew she wouldn't be. I just wanted to get other people's reactions in the bar. A big woman with blonde curly hair who looked to be about 50 looked terrified at the sight of me and whispered in a man's ear next to her.

"Come with me," Sookie reluctantly led me to a booth and sat me down. "TrueBlood?" she asked.

"AB positive," I said. A few minutes later I had my drink in hand. I was so thirsty tonight, but I was determined to be good. "For Bill," I thought to myself.

"Where is Bill tonight?" Sookie asked. I hadn't noticed she was still standing at the table staring at me.

"Fangtasia with your boy toy," I rolled my eyes.

"You know Eric is a sweet man," Sookie was not happy with me. I calmed myself because I knew Bill would feel it if I got angry again.

"Bill is sweet too," I couldn't help myself. I could feel her anger. It was unusual. I had never felt anyone else's emotions other than Bill's and Pam's because of the bond. Maybe she had had a lot of Bill's blood and that transferred to me too.

"Bill is sweet but he is not my love," She said. She began to turn away but I couldn't stop myself.

"No he's mine," I smiled possibly the biggest smile in my life. She turned back and saw my smile. Her jealous boiled and she turned and stormed off. I laughed hysterically to myself for a bit, scaring a few customers. I apologized to them and settled down.

I closed my eyes and tried to focus on Sookie's emotions. She had calmed down quite a bit but she knew she would have to go back to the table and face me once again. I thought I'd apologize. It was rude of me, but I enjoyed her jealousy.

She came back to my table, "Do you need anything else?" she asked severely.

"I apologize. I didn't mean to make you mad or jealous," I didn't want to apologize but I knew Bill would kill me if I didn't.

"It's fine," She said. "Do you need anything else?"

"No I'm okay," I said. She started to turn to go. Her blonde ponytail bouncing as she swung around. She turned sharply back to facing me.

"Why are Bill and Eric with each other right now?" She sat down in the seat across from me.

"Actually, I thought you might know," I said. "Do you know a man named…Alsaide?"

"You mean Alcide?" She asked.

"Yeah him! Big, tan, cute, werewolf?" I asked.

"Yes, I know him. Why?"

"He was at the first meeting with Bill and Eric." I went on to tell her about the park lot incident, how Bill wasn't telling me anything, and that Eric hated my guts. "I thought you knew all of this."

She looked worried, and confused, "Eric and I haven't talked much. He's been too busy. Do you think this has to do with Victor?"

"Maybe," I looked at the clock on the wall. "I have to go. Bill will kill me." I handed her the credit card. As Sookie walked off with the card, I noticed a couple come into the bar. The girl was wearing a short jean skirt and a thin striped sweater. It was so low cut her boobs were barely being held in. Her dark brown hair fell around her shoulders and her tan made her stand out especially if she was near me. The boy was wearing a pair of ripped jeans and an Aeropostale t-shirt. His short light brown hair was spiked to look like a porcupine. I watched as they went over to a booth across from mine. They couldn't keep their hands off each other. Their emotions were going crazy and I could feel all of them.

Sookie came by and handed me back the card. I forged Bill's name and took one last glance at the couple. Sookie looked at what I was looking at, rolled her eyes, and turned away. I couldn't help but look. I could feel their passion, their fire, their desire for each other pulsing through me. I ran out of the bar as quickly as I could.

I dashed into the house and closed the door. I sighed heavily. It was quiet. My emotions hadn't calmed down yet and I was still running on lovey dovey. I was too afraid of what would have happened if I had stayed. I slumped down to the ground, my back still to the door.

"Where were you?" Bill came quietly around the corner. His eyes were cold on my skin. He stepped towards me. I jumped up.

"Don't come any closer," I backed up.

"Why? What's going on? Where were you?" Bill took a few more steps towards me.

"I went to talk to Sookie," I said stepping farther back. I was in a corner.

"Are you okay?" Bill was in front of me now. His cold eyes luring me into his body. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. I felt like the teenagers in the bar. All my emotions were gone and there was nothing but passion and love. Nothing mattered anymore to me but kissing him. I could feel he was shocked but he started kissing me back. I couldn't stop myself. Part of me wanted to stay that way with him. Something had taken me over. I started to walk over to the couch still holding on to him and kissing him. He followed me until I was at the arm of couch then he let go. "What's gotten into you?" He asked a little shocked.

"I-I-I…I don't know," I sat on the arm of the couch. My emotions were so crazy I forgot what I was doing and fell backwards onto the couch. I covered my face. I was so embarrassed. What had I done? Bill sat on the ground next to where I was laying.

"Tell me what happened," He said. I explained how I went to Merlottes, and there was this couple, and how I could feel everything. He smiled. "You're an empath."

I sat up straight, which was hard to do since half of me was still on the arm rest. It explained so much. I heard Bill sigh.

"What?" I asked.

"It explains a lot, but it means Eric can't find out," Bill stood up and left the room. Something was different about Bill tonight. Something had sparked inside of him, whether it was from the secret meeting he had or my little accident, something was definitely different. There was something different in me too…I enjoyed that kiss…a little too much.