Thanks very much again for your reviews...Still don't deserve them...Anyways...Any plot ideas...let me know...Nothing belongs to me...The links for all the music so far is on my profile...Here goes...An Eric POV.

EPOV

It was Friday. My only day off from working at the bar. My favourite day of the week. By far. Don't get me wrong, I loved working and owning Valhalla. It's just that I love Sookie more. Yes, I am in love with my own best friend. Who is married. And who is married to Boring Bill. And I'm in love with her. You see my problem? The thing that bugs me though is that he is so different when he is with her compared to when he isn't with her – I mean, yes he tries to control her but also in the same breath he is all loving and all over her – It's just like that Katy Perry song (which I hate) that has just come onto the radio now. This song exactly describes their relationship:-

"'Cause you're hot then you're cold

You're yes then you're no

You're in then you're out

You're up then you're down"

And right now I was headed towards her house, as I did every Friday at this time – 5.00 - to have dinner with my three best friends – well two of my best friends and my all time greatest friend ever – in my 2006 Cherry Red Corvette. She was my baby. Unless of course Sookie became mine, then she would be my baby. But that wasn't going to happen – not while she was married to Creepy Compton. I mean, he's not right for her – and I don't say that as someone who is in love with her – I say it as someone who is her best friend. He is far too much controlling of her. If she were mine, I'd treat her like the goddess she was.

Although the actual dinner didn't start until 5.30 I always liked to come over earlier to help Sookie to make the dinner. As much of a bastard as I was, I didn't like the idea of Sookie, my best friend, with whom I am also desperately and secretly in love with – (there was no way I was going to tell her – I was too scared that I was going to lose the friendship that I had built with her over the past 15 years. Yes that's how long I have been in love with her. Ever since the very first day of secondary school.

However, I am suddenly dragged out of my own internal thoughts as I pull up into Sookie's driveway and witness a strange scene in front of me. Sookie is standing out in her back yard (I, like Sookie, always park around the back – it saves me from tramping through the house just to get into the kitchen), watching something burn. She must be burning old rubbish as she does sometimes using the petrol from her car and the matches from the living room.

On second thoughts, maybe she is not just taking the rubbish out. I only realize this when I spot Beehl standing there with just a cushion or a pillow or whatever the fuck it is in front of his womanly parts. As I get out of the car, I notice that Sookie's bedroom curtains are closed? Why? I know that she never usually leaves the curtains closed? Or the light on come to think of it. I wonder if it has something to do with Not-So-Boring-After-All Bill standing here almost butt naked in front of me.

When I reached Sookie, I gently asked her what exactly was happening and why Beehl was standing in his birthday suit flashing himself? Although she laughed at my statement, it wasn't her usual carefree, bubbly laughter. She wasn't herself. I could sense it, but I wasn't going to push her until she was ready to say what exactly was bothering her.

"Well...Eric...today I just decided that I would get rid of some of the rubbish in my life. However, I just can't seem to get all of it out by myself, you know, so I'm gonna need you to come upstairs with me to help sort the rest out." Sookie suddenly said after a few minutes. Huh. I was confused. But before I could say anything, she dragged me towards the house, through both the kitchen and the hall, up the stairs, into the landing and up to Sookie's bedroom.

When I turned the corner in order to go into Sookie's room, the sight I saw before me shocked me to the core. There was a naked woman lying in the bed. Sookie's marital bed. All of a sudden, it all hit me like a ton of bricks – Creepy Compton had been cheating on Sookie – my Sookie – and she had burnt all of his clothes. What stuck me as odd however, was that Sookie didn't appear to be all that angry. In fact, she seemed perfectly calm, cool and collected. If I was in her position, I'd be uncontrollably angry. Perhaps she had seen it coming?

"Eric... do you see the problem I'm having here? This bitch...you remember her don't you?...well anyway, this bitch thought that she could get away with screwing my husband. After everything she has already done to me. She thought she could screw my husband as well. Well, do you know what Eric...she can screw him all she wants...I don't care...but I do need her to get out of my bed...and as you can see...she appears to be in no hurry to leave. Do you think you could help me Eric?"

Quickly I turned to face the very woman I thought I'd never see again in my life and spat:-

"Get the fuck out of here now...woman or no woman...get out of here...NOW..Who the fuck do you think you are. LEAVE. DO. NOT. COME. BACK. EVER. " I was screaming by the end, I was that mad. How could Bill do something so stupid on his gorgeous wife? Especially with her...our...my...the gorgeous Sookie. Just How?

By this stage, Beehl had silently made it back up the stairs, and into the bedroom. He must've snuck up on Sookie and put his hand over her mouth because the next thing I heard was a muffled scream and about 20 seconds later a huge piercing noise filled the air.

...What a cliffy...any ideas what is gonna happen next?...Review and let me know your ideas, as always thanks for reading...