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My dreams were filled with Eric and us doing things that I hadn't even done in real life, things that I had no business dreaming about. I was almost too happy to wake up.
I woke up in the early afternoon the next day, wrapped up in Eric's cool arms and my face nuzzled in his chest. It seemed like a nice way to wake up until I had to untangle myself out of his literally dead grip.
I had needed a good nights sleep however and I was glad that I woke up feeling somewhat rejuvenated. I had a feeling today was going to be as hectic as the entire last week had been and I was going to need all the energy I could muster up. I had to call my employer and tell him that something came up with my family and I had to move back to New York. He understood, but was disappointed. I hated lying but I didn't think the truth would help that situation any. Then I called the funeral home where my grandmother was cremated only to find that they had lost her Urn and ashes. HOW DO YOU LOSE SOMEONE'S ASHE'S? Maybe it's something supernatural that happens to my grandmother's body and ashes, but I was more than slightly angry. After I listened to a series of apologies I threatened them with a lawsuit if they didn't find my grandmothers ashes pronto. Maybe that wasn't the best thing to do but at that point I didn't care.
It was 3:00 in the afternoon and I stomped, moped and threw things around the hotel room gathering all of my things and all of Eric's belongings. I wasn't sure when we were leaving but I didn't want to hear Eric's mouth about me not being ready. I was absolutely sure though that if he hadn't been in his catatonic death state I would have woken him up, but oh well. I didn't care at the present time. I went to do the normal hygiene things and then went to decide on an outfit.
After slinking into some dark wash extreme skinny jeans and a dark blue, and white tank with a black vest over it, I put on my black flats and walked over to the full-length mirror to put on some makeup. To my astonishment I didn't need any, at all, not even foundation or some mascara. My hair seemed to be glowing long and silky, and my skin seemed flawless. Maybe this was a side effect of the blood? I couldn't be sure, but that had gotten me mad all over again. There was so much that Eric and I needed to talk about, and I wanted answers.
I called Sookie and to my surprise she was up. We decided to meet at the 'human lounge'. I put my hair up in a ponytail and walked towards the lounge.
"When Bill said that you were coming back with us I got so excited. Well obviously not because you were being forced but because I think we are going to become really good friends." Sookie gushed her optimism wasn't helping my mood
I ordered a cinnamon bagel with extra cream cheese, while Sookie ordered a large coffee and some toast then we sat down at a cold looking metal table with some equally chilling metal chairs.
"By the way you look radiant. I'm almost sure Eric didn't know that was going to happen." I gave Sookie a confused look. "The blood bond thing I mean." She stated.
"Yea, I know Eric only thinks about himself, but I guess he did me a favor." I said shrugging. "He never did tell me what the deal with that is. I've kind of been trying to figure it out slowly." I said nonchalantly.
Sookie didn't seem surprised that Eric hadn't told me what happens with a blood bond. She then informed me about the dreams and the feeling of each other's emotions. That was vaguely familiar since she had explained the whole situation with Eric tricking her to drink his blood. Which was something else I wanted to ask him about. Ugh this list of things we had to talk about was definitely stacking up.
We finished talking and I went back up to Eric's room to do some more homework and make some more phone calls. The main one was to my parents. I hadn't spoken to them in months, since my grandmother first got diagnosed with her brain cancer. I decided to hold off on that call until a little bit later. I can wait until right before the flight to call them. I know that wont be a pleasant call.
When I got to the room I sat in the chic little couch at the end of the room and did my homework for 2 hours straight. I did have a lot of catching up to do since I had been dealing with so many different situations. It was almost 5:30, and I saw Eric start stirring. It took all my power to not stare. I mean he looked so… ah I don't even want to say it or think it. I just turned my head back to my books.
Without a good afternoon or anything he got out of bed and went into the bathroom shutting the door behind him. Once I herd the shower water running I let out a breath. I hadn't realized I was holding it.
"Guess he isn't a 'afternoon person'." I mumbled to myself.
After 10 minutes Eric came out the bathroom with nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. I had laid clothes out for him earlier when I was packing so that he could just put his dirty clothes and toothbrush in the suitcase and we could just leave. Suddenly he dropped his towel. I turned my head and my cheeks turned a deep shade of red.
I tried to concentrate on the books in front of me, but lets be honest if you were me you would steal a couple glances too. After he was completely dressed he walked over to me and lifted my head and planted a kiss on my lips, hard rough and fast.
"You don't have to pretend to look." He said still holding my chin in his hand. "You are more than welcome to look at me, or do anything else pleasure worthy any time you please." He gave me a toothy grin then continued on with his thoughts. " And thank you for packing and leaving clothes out. You might be more useful than I previously anticipated."
I rolled my eyes and started gathering my books and putting them into my oversized purse. I assumed that was my queue to start packing so I did. I saw Eric putting on his black designer shoes, and I got out of the comfy couch.
"I have to make a phone call. Ill meet you downstairs ok?" I said in a hurry.
Eric raised his eyebrow at me but he didn't argue. "Ill take your 20 suitcases downstairs. Be there in 15 minutes." He said sarcastically.
"Its only 2 bags don't complain." I said laughing as I walked out the door.
Eric's room was on the 7th floor. If I took the steps that should give me enough time to be on the phone with my parents and get off the phone as quickly as possible with as little disturbance as possible. When I dialed my fathers cell phone and when the phone started ringing I immediately got nervous. Only two rings and I heard my fathers voice loud and clear.
"Hello?" He asked in English.
"Papa?" I said anxiously. My accent immediately turned on.
"Emelie. How are you dear? We have not heard from you in quite some time. Is everything okay?" he asked in Swedish. His deep voice definitely helped calm my nerves. It was not my father that made me nervous.
"Ja papa. I am fine." I responded in our native tongue. "Listen, nana… she died two days ago. I am handling everything, but I thought you and mama should know." I said more quietly. I had reached the 5th floor already. I was making good timing.
My father didn't say anything. Instead he put my mother on the phone. She asked what I was calling for and I told her about my grandmother. She didn't seem upset or even worried about it.
"Is that all?" She asked in English, with no sense of emotion in her voice at all. Her accent however was clear. That was the only thing I could hear in her voice.
"I am moving, to Shreveport Louisiana." I said plainly. I wasn't going to get emotional. If she didn't care about her own mother, I wasn't going to waste tears trying to make her understand the hurt I felt.
"What is in Louisiana? We do not know anyone there." She said talking in Swedish. I wasn't sure where they were, but apparently they weren't home.
"My charge is there mama. And I am going to help him." I said quietly. I didn't know if my father even knew about my mothers or my own powers. Apparently not, because I heard the clacking of her heels against a hard surface then I heard a door slam.
"We do not speak of those things!" She said hurriedly, still speaking in Swedish. "If you want to live that life, that is your choice. But you will not drag your father and I into this! We have had a normal life and that is the way it is going to be! If you want to be a… a freak show… Well that is your business. I'll make sure your father sends some money. But do not call us if you are following your grandmother's footsteps. What about your schooling? Did you even think about that? You are going to ruin your life!" My mother scolded.
I had reached the 3rd floor and I was appalled. Not only did my mother not care about her own mother, but now she was abandoning me. I hadn't thought about what I was going to do with school yet, but I knew I planned on finishing my degree, even if that meant finishing it up at an online school. But this, finding myself, and helping Eric do whatever it is he needs to do this was my life now. This was my job and my duty and I wasn't going to give that up.
"I am not ruining my life." I said flatly. "I am just beginning to find it." With that I said goodbye and hung up on her. I wasn't going to deal with her sorry excuse of parenting. By the time I got to the lobby everyone was waiting for me. I apologized and we went off to the airport. Luckily it was only a 20-minute drive to the airport and Anubis was a very small airline so there was no line to get on our plane.
After getting settled on the plane I had time to sit and think. I was sitting at the window seat and Eric was right next to me. On the other side of the Isle was Sookie and Bill, who was at the window seat. Directly behind me Godric sat down already looking very comfortable.
I was in deep thought when the captain said we were ready for takeoff. I was too ready to get away from this place where so much of my happiness had been taken away from me. Maybe I would be lucky enough to be able to start new and fresh in Shreveport and forget about my past all together.
Being a seer had nothing to do with it anymore. This was my opportunity, and I wasn't going to mess that up.
