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I woke up feeling groggy, tired, somewhat aggravated, nervous and surprisingly scared. Even though the room was pretty dark I had barely gotten any sleep last night. This place just filled me with sullen emotions and the thoughts of death. I knew it was early, well at least the middle of the day. I was aggravated again because all I wanted to do was sleep. I took a deep breath, and a sickly, deep rich smell came wafting into my nostrils. My stomach suddenly growled, reminding me that I was hungry.
I rolled over to see Eric sitting up in the same position he had been in when I fell asleep. I couldn't understand why he was up right now. I didn't know what time it was but I knew he wasn't supposed to be up right now. I could faintly make out some blood dripping slowly out of his ear causing a pinkish red line to appear on the side of his chiseled face and rolling down to his long neck. His blood seemed to be calling me. I knew he was watching me out the corner of his eye but I didn't care. I slid closer to him and casually moved up his body to his neck.
Taking another deep breath sweetness filled my lungs. I began licking the blood sensually from his neck and working my way up to his earlobe. His arm came around and rested on my side as I finished licking the blood from his face and began sucking on his neck. I remembered what I was wearing as I began feeling myself becoming aroused. My member was throbbing for another touch from him. I was hoping my actions were simply because I was hungry, in both ways, but I knew that wasn't the entire truth. Eric gently pulled me on top of him, and gave me a quick unsatisfying kiss. Something was not right with him, and I felt it suddenly. I had ingested his blood again, this bond that Eric and I shared a certain strength again. Something was not sitting right with Eric.
I put my hands on both sides of his face and asked "Eric what's wrong?"
I didn't think he would tell me but I definitely wanted to know what was on his mind. Eric was not known for telling his emotions and thoughts, but we needed to be in sync right now, for both of our sakes. It was obvious he had something on his mind, and this something must have been very serious for Eric to be losing sleep over it.
He looked me dead in my eyes. "I have had many women's blood in my existence." He said matter-of-factly. I didn't even want to start imagining how many women he had been with, much less how many women Eric had bitten and received blood from. In all honesty though that wasn't a shock. I started wondering why he was telling me this. "But I have only exchanged blood with two: You and Pam, and Pam only because I have made her. By having this bond with you I am trusting you more than I have trusted any other." He paused.
I was positive that he was about to say what he was thinking about this whole time. But when he paused my mind wandered about what he was saying. Suddenly I realized he gave up a lot of power by bonding with me. And now he was saying that he trusts me more than any other. Did that include Pam? This was the last thing I was expecting when I woke up this morning, but I had to be ready for it. Ask and you shall receive right? For all intent and purpose I had asked and now Eric was telling me what I wanted to know.
"I am asking that you have the same trust in me that I have had in you." The words came out slow, and deliberately, which only furthered knowledge that this was a very serious matter.
"I have trusted you with my life in the past Eric," I started very seriously. "And nothing has changed." I moved my hands from his face to his chest. My facial expression must have shown my seriousness because suddenly a sinister smile crept over Eric's face. It was the type of smile that told me I had just sold my soul to the devil.
Eric began speaking so faintly that I could barely even hear him. But after he was done I automatically knew why he kept those words to himself. They were treasonous.
"Russell Edgington and that which he loves must die."
I wasn't sure why I wasn't shocked that Eric wanted to kill the king. There was something about this whole situation that I was uninformed about, but I knew Eric, or at least I thought I knew Eric well enough to know that there is always a reason to his madness, even if I hadn't figured out all the reasoning myself. Was I still upset with him? Yes. Would I rather be in Shreveport with Godric watching the Brady Bunch and bartending? No doubt about it. But I knew in this instance Eric needed my help. He was a big enough person to ask for my help, which must have been hard since Eric is all about his pride.
"Awww Pooh." I sad my lips falling into a frown. Suddenly his smirk fell his lips, and he furrowed his eyebrows. "All I have are those heels. I really liked them. I know your deaths are kind of messy, you owe me some new shoes kay?" I said in a low whisper as a smile came over my face. Eric was my charge. I felt obligated to help him in any way possible.
I think I might have shocked Eric since I didn't ask any questions, but the reality is the less I knew the more helpful I could be. Eric rolled his eyes as his facial expression went back to that of the Eric I knew all too well. "You and Pam have been around each other too long." The worry exited his face and the businessman that I somehow came to care for was back. "I think I can manage a pair of new shoes." He suddenly looked overwhelmingly tired, almost like a weight had been lifted off of his shoulders since I agreed to help him. I suddenly saw a drop of blood roll from his nose.
My mind was racing a mile a minute with different plans coming to mind. Eric rubbing my legs brought me out of my trance. I saw both the hunger and weariness in his eye.
"Eat then sleep or sleep then eat?" I asked as I nuzzled my head into the crook of his neck. I knew he hadn't eaten since before he went to go check out the restaurant Sookie left. I didn't even give him time to answer. He needed his strength and we didn't have time for the fun part of the blood exchange. I move my hair to the left side of my neck. Eric took that as a clear sign and bit down carefully. This exchange wasn't the sensual, touchy feely, sexual madness we had had at the Black Dahlia. This was a little bit painful and to the point.
After he had his fill I felt a little dizzy as he laid me back on the bed. Suddenly his wrist was at my lips and I was nursing his self-inflicted wound by sucking hungrily at it. When I guess he thought I had enough he pulled his wrist away and let it heal.
My head was swirling from new information, from my own thoughts and from the influx of emotions I was feeling through our bond. Eric laid next to me a put his cool arm around me and snuggled his cold body next to my warm one. A nice even temperature flowed through my now calmer mind. I turned my head and Eric was in his sleep, dead to the world for a few more hours. I decided to follow his lead and go to sleep, leaving the seemingly impossible for tomorrow.
I woke up feeling much better but unfortunately to my phone ringing. I had changed my ring tone to Heartkiller by H.I.M., which was a little louder than All Time Low's Weightless had been. I herd the shower going which told me Eric was in the bathroom. I decided to use my new powers. I began thinking heavily on my phone in my hand, and then almost instantly it was flying through the air into my hand. I smiled then answered the phone.
"Hello?" I said still a little groggy from just waking up.
"Are you just now getting up Emelie Anja Soderberg?" I heard my mother ask in a loud voice. "It is 7:00!" Which made it 6 o'clock my time.
"What do you want? Why are you calling me?" I asked with an attitude. The shower had turned off and I figured Eric would be walking into the room at any second. I wanted to get this conversation over with as quickly as possible.
"Your father and I are coming to... Shreppeport to see you before we leave." she said plainly.
"Shreveport," I corrected her. "And before you leave to go where?" I slid out of the extra high bed and walked over to my bag grabbing my toothbrush and walking into the bathroom.
"We are leaving for a vacation for a while. You don't need to know where we are going, we don't need you or any of that…" She stopped herself from saying any more. "We will be there in a week so prepare for us. Goodbye."
I hung up the phone and I was steaming. The hot and humid bathroom probably wasn't helping anything, but oh well. I started brushing my teeth when I saw Eric step out of the shower naked. My cheeks flushed red and I hurried to finish brushing my teeth. My mother had gotten me so frustrated that I wasn't paying attention to the probability that Eric was still naked. I moved around him to rinse out the tub and start running my bath water. As soon as I did Eric spun me around.
"I feel better tonight. Russell wants to go to New Orleans to see queen Sophie Ann, and I will accompany him. Hopefully this will help us end thing with the Magister." He said speaking just enough for me to hear him over the bath water. "Then we will strike, Talbot first." He kissed me roughly. Apparently the thought of a kill was enough to get Eric aroused.
His hands traveled all over my body. One of his hands ended up in my hair as he roughly pulled my head to one side exposing the bite marks he had left earlier. He kissed it softly then began to back away from me.
"Find out what you can about Talbot, enough to get us in a room alone with him. I'll leave you money to go shopping for some more clothing. Be good Emelie. No powers." He said as he gracefully moved out the door.
I turned off the water and took a nice long bath. Eric had left me one more outfit for today but other than that I had no more clothes. The dress was grey, fitted and stopped about ½ way down to my knee. Both sleeves were large and oversized but one was off the shoulder. A black belt tied the ensemble together, with the previous nights heels. Eric watched me as I got dressed in the room after taking my bath. Since our most recent blood exchange I didn't need any makeup but decided for light mascara but a smoky eye look. I ran my fingers through my hair. The loose curls could still be seen and I decided to keep that look instead of trying to find a way to do my hair.
"You look good enough to eat." Eric said standing next to me, as I looked myself over in the mirror. "You ready to start our little mission?"
"As ready as I'll ever be." I replied still staring in the mirror.
We walked out of the room arm in arm ready for a crazy few nights.
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