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Eyes of the Beholder

Chapter 3

I looked up at Eric and saw the synthetic blood dripping from his face. I was in deep shit now, and I really didn't know how to get out of this one. I was totally fucking screwed. I looked around and saw that others were looking at Eric. What the hell was I suppose to do now? I did the only thing I could think of and that was run out the door. As soon as I got outside I went and sat in my car thinking of where to go next. I needed to get back home and away from all this chaotic shit in my life. I was about to start the car when suddenly I saw Eric sitting next to me. There wasn't a trace of the fake blood on his face. Obviously he decided to clean up before stalking me.

"There seems to be a lot more to you than I thought." He said.

"Fuck off." Was all I could say.

"Do you know how easily I could kill you and end your smartass comments?"

"Then kill me asshole."

"Oh I would love you, but like you've said you're far too interesting." He said.

"Can I leave now?" I said getting pissed. He really was fucking annoying.

"You can leave, but I'm going with you."

"Oh hell no you're not."

"I believe you just smashed a bottle of True Blood in my face by using some supernatural talent. You owe it to me. I could hurt you for that, but I'm not going to do that."

"Supernatural talent? Really? That's what you undead creatures call it? That's hilarious." I said laughing. "I don't owe you anything. Obviously you've jacked off a little too much to where it has left your vision impaired, because I actually threw it in your face."

"You mock me?" He growled.

Yep I just made the big bad vampire mad. Score one for me.

"I'll see you tomorrow night. Make sure you are home." With that Eric left.

I was super happy I was done with that for the night.

The next night I was lounging around in my nightgown typing away at my laptop. If I would have known the trouble this topic would have gotten me in, I wouldn't have chosen it in the first place. I was now endangering the only person I had left in my family. My little sister was the one person I cared about in my life besides myself. To have Eric threaten her had kept me up all night. Especially the fact that he was finding more and more out about me and my gifts. There was a point when I was younger where I considered my gifts a curse, because my parent's would treat me as if I was some kind of freak. My sister was the only one who didn't care what was wrong with me. After my parents accident I was sad to say I was relieved when it happened, but after it did I didn't feel like a freak anymore. I took pride in my gift. Right now though I was slowly getting back to the point where it was becoming a curse all over again. I was now in a different world, and it was a world most people were scared of. I was scared of course, but a part of me excited in a way. Maybe that is why I went into journalism. The whole sense of adventure thrilled me a little. I was also very strong willed, and I think that was part of dealing with being a freak growing up. I learned to never back down from anyone no matter how strong they were. I didn't fear death, but I wanted people to fear me. It was a man's world to an extent, and I enjoyed making men scared of how successful this woman could actually be. I was beginning to see it was turning into a vampires world as well, and that proved to be a new challenge for me. But I, Kimber Monroe was always up for a challenge.

There was a loud knock at my door, and I of course knew who it was. I could have ran like I thought about doing the night before, but that wouldn't have gotten me anywhere. I was ready to face my fear, and hopefully he was ready to face his.

I answered the door knowing what I was expecting.

"Well don't you look delicious." He said undressing me with his eyes.

"Oh baby don't tease me like that." I said playing along.

"Are you going to invite me in?"

"You can come in only if you're nice." I said grinning.

Eric slowly stepped into my living room still keeping his eyes on me.

"We need to talk." He said.

"What about?" I said innocently.

"Don't play games with me Kimber. I'm here for business."

"What kind of business?"

Suddenly I was pressed against the wall all over again and Eric was holding me there.

"Well I feel like I've been in this position before." I said.

"Answer my questions or I will hurt you." He growled.

"I do like to me spanked." I grinned.

Suddenly his lips came crashing down on mine. The kiss was rough like he was trying to bruise my lips. I wasn't going to give in though so I kissed him back just as rough. I guess that took him by surprise because he lifted his head and his fangs were out. A part of me was scared, but there was another part that was totally turned on. I couldn't lie and say that I wasn't attracted to him, because I was the moment I first laid eyes upon him.

"I don't know what you are, but I need your help." He whispered.

"What sort of help?" I said gaining air back into my lungs.

"Sookie's boyfriend Bill has gone missing, and since it's part of my area I have to investigate this. I need you and your power to help." He spoke honestly.

"If I did have this power as you say I do, what could I possibly do to help?" I said.

"You seem to be able to get what you want especially from vampires, and we both know that you didn't throw that bottle in my face."

"Why would I help you?" I asked.

"Because if you do I will give you an interview that you so desperately need, and there is no better vampire to interview than the Sheriff of this area."

Well he did have a point, but would I really risk all of this for an awesome grade?

"You promise?" I asked.

"I give you my word." He whispered.

"Fine I'll help."

"Now will you tell me what you are?" He asked coming closer to my lips.

"I'm the best damn thing you've ever laid eyes on, and I'm more powerful than any vampire or human you will ever meet. It's true you could kill me with your strength, but strength isn't anything compared to how I could kill you. I won't tell you what I am, because the game is just beginning and I sure do love a game." I said whispering seductively.

"You don't scare me." He said still holding me against the wall.

"Look behind you and tell me if you're scared now." I said running my thumb over his bottom lip.

A shocked look came across his face as soon as he turned around, because right in front of him was a silver knife floating close to his heart.

"Scared now 'sweetheart'? I said grinning.