FlashBack
Sitting at Merlots bar Sookie watched the sexy 6'4 dark haired werewolf walk in. Whoa wait did she just think he was sexy? Well ok she isn't that blind. He casually struts her way and pulled out the seat next to her."Sookie we need to talk", his deep baritone voice sliding over her like silk. "About what?" she asked meekly.
Alcide looked nervously at his hands, steeling himself, "I want you to pick me" he pleaded softly. Shock washed over Sookie, "come again?" "I want you to pick me, not Bill, not Eric, me", he declared looking her dead in the eye. She almost wanted to laugh but his tone left no room for joking. "What happened with Debbie?" she asked honestly. A brief flash of pain and hurt scattered across his handsome face. "I found her in bed with another wolf", he answered dejectedly. 'Great second choice again' Sookie thought bitterly to herself.
As if reading her mind, funny she was the one who could hear people's thoughts,"Sookie from the day I met you there was no one else. I not in love her anymore." He continued, "She was my first and I did love her at one point but the crap she put me through was too much." He finished staring at the wall with a worn expression. As he turned to face Sookie his eyes lit up with hope.
She could hear no lies in his thoughts but she did catch one sentence passing through, 'Though I am in love with you'
Sookie felt like a piece of crap.
"Oh Alcide you're a great friend to me…and that's all I need right now." She told him honestly.
His hopefulness faded and a sad smile set in as she gave him a hug.
'Always a friend' he thought dejectedly.
Sookie flinched at his unspoken words. Sometimes it was a curse to hear other's thoughts.
Breaking the hug Alcide quickly left.
As she watched his retreating figure she couldn't help but feel horrible. Here was a nice, normal, well somewhat normal, guy who admittedly said he loves her and she's still hung up on guys she can only date at night. Something was seriously wrong with her.