Guess who's back? back again?
I'm gonna give it to you straight. This is a miracle, and I don't know when it will happen again. But I appreciate you guys. And let's hope I can get at least one more chapter to end the first season.
I love Jason like a brother, I really do. He can be a little airhead but he has always taken care me, so it's only right that I now have to take care of him.
Especially since he's being an idiot right now.
That's why I took a bus all the way to Bon Temps (damn car wouldn't start), miss class, and try getting him out of jail.
"Jason, you didn't kill Amy, you were asleep." I tried to reason with him, but he wouldn't listen. I don't think the bars separating us were helping. And neither was Rene, saying all that stuff about fangbangers.
"The V could make me do it and make me forget." He said, holding his head in his hands.
"Sookie, help." Man, I suck at this.
"Jason, you need to shut up, okay? Because I'm real close to finding out who the real killer is."
"You are?" Jason and I asked at the same time.
"His name's Drew Marshall. He head a sister named Cindy, and I think he killed her. Strangled her just like Maudette and Dawn and Amy."
Then, she and Rene started arguing about whether she was right or not. I decided to ignore them and try to convince Jason he was innocent.
"See? You're not the killer, someone just got inside your house. Which reminds me, change your locks."
"I know you guys wanna help me but that's only because you can't accept the truth. I'm a murderer, and I'm going to hell plain and simple."
Thank God he's pretty, because he's not being very smart.
"Jason!"
"Listen to me!"
Yeah, he wasn't listening at all.
"Andy! Make them go away" He yelled.
"Really? You're calling Andy on us? Jason, please." The V really messed him up. Note to self: Never try it and keep Jason away from it.
Finally, Andy arrived and kicked us out. We didn't leave without speaking our mind, though.
"You are one hell of a sorry excuse for a cop and a human being, Andy Bellefleur. And it's just a matter of time before everyone knows it." Sookie really had a lot to say.
Andy then looked at me. "This is bull, Andy. Bull!" Yeah, I don't hate Andy, so I can't say something mean enough. Besides, Sookie pretty much covered for the both of us.
On the plus side, I've never been kicked out of jail, this is a whole new level of college experience.
"What's the plan now?" I asked Sookie once we were out.
"I think you need to go back to school, Dawn wouldn't want you to miss it. And I should go back to Merlotte's for now."
"Okay, firstly, I think what Dawn wouldn't want is for her murderer to still be free. Secondly, I already missed enough, including the drive back to Shreveport, that is if any buses pass soon. So, I'll go to Merlotte's with you, I need to have breakfast anyway."
"It's almost lunch time"
"I keep forgetting you never went to college. Now I need to explain to you how a student's eating schedule works. Spoiler: It doesn't, you eat when you can, and if you can't, there's always coffee. Coffee is life."
If she brings Dawn into the conversation, then I will bring something mean too. It's petty, but I haven't had the best couple of days, if you know what I mean.
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"… and that's pretty much what we saw in class." Hannah is the best for filling me up with what I missed. Homework's still gonna be a bitch, but whatever. "Now, I could ask Lorraine, the Law student, if there's a way to free Jason." See? She's the best.
"That's okay, we got a strong lead. Hopefully, this will be over soon. But if it isn't, I'll get the entire faculty to help out." I don't know how, but I will.
"You're gonna come back today, right? There's a limit for absent days, you know?" Oh do I know? I pretty much have a chart of how many days can I miss for each class. It's bulletproof.
"It's cool, I still have three days." I may have skipped class for less than life or death situations, like over sleeping after going to the midnight premiere of a Harry Potter movie with Hannah. Or going to New Orleans with Jason and Dawn.
I saw Sookie coming towards me, so I said goodbye to Hannah and promised her I would go back to Shreveport by the end of the day.
"I think I better head home, wanna come?" Sookie asked, looking stressed.
I glanced at a pair of women gossiping and looking our way, and Andy talking to Rene, most likely about Jason. "Yeah, I'll come with."
Once we left, she looked slightly calmer. Getting away from the gossip truly is relaxing.
"You have no idea." She then looked at me earnestly. "I'm sorry I mentioned Dawn earlier, I just don't want you to get mixed into this, you're the one with the bright future." Now I feel worse.
"You can see the future now? Man, you're getting powerful." I tried to lighten up the mood. Last time I let stuff get to me, it felt like I was losing control, so it can't happen again.
She smiled at me and we headed to her car.
And the damn car wouldn't start, it seems it's a thing today.
"Please, Jesus, don't do this to me. Shoot! Darn it! Son of a mother... Fudge!" Oh Sookie, you and your reluctance to swear.
"Sookie, everything alright?" Our savior, Rene Lenier.
"Just a little car trouble, that's all." Oh Sookie, you and your reluctance to make a fuzz.
"Rene, help us! The car won't start and we want to get out of here!" I could have worded that better.
"Want me to take a look?" Look how helpful he's being.
He opened the hood and inspected for a while. "Well, don't tell nobody, but I don't know much about cars. Sorry."
Helpful, my ass. What the hell, Rene?
Sookie was more polite. "Thanks for trying. I guess I should call a tow." Yeah, why didn't we do that before?
"Well, why don't you let me give you a ride home. I'll get my buddy Hank down at Auto Haven to take a look on my way back." Helpful Rene is back, yes!
"Rene, you're the best. I know I don't say that… well, I've never said that, but you are." And I meant it, thanks to him finally something good happens today.
"Thanks, I guess. If you ladies want, I could stay with you till Sam gets off?" So helpful.
Sookie, the polite southern belle, tried to refuse. "I couldn't put you out like that."
"No, no, no. Your brother's been real good friend to me. Least I could do."
"Now, why can't the rest of the hicks in this town be like you?" I told him.
"Now now."
We were about to leave when Terry came out.
"Hey, Sookie, Adrian, Rene. I just wanna say, I told Andy, I've known killers, and Jason ain't one."
I correct myself, why can't the rest of the hicks in this town be like Rene and Terry. And Sam I guess, just without the whole turning into dogs.
"Thank you, Terry." Polite Sookie strikes again.
"Nobody ever listens to me. But they should." And with that, he headed back to the bar.
"I listen to you!" I yelled at his retreating back. He turned his head and smile at me.
Terry may be kinda off since his war days, but he's a good person. More than the so-called Christians that as soon as you turn your head, they talk shit behind you.
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We finally reached the Stackhouse residence, in Jason's truck, which he gave to Rene, because he's an idiot who thinks he's going to rot in jail. And that Rene deserves the truck more than me.
"It's hotter in here than hell on a Sunday." The truck owner commented as we entered the house.
"What else is new?" I said, heading to the kitchen. Please let it be some iced tea.
"Yeah, Gran used to leave the windows open all day but I haven't felt safe doing that in a while. Have a seat. I'll fix us some iced teas." Oh Sookie, you're the best.
So there we were, making iced tea. Me with lots of sugar, Sookie with a healthy amount.
"Rene, you take it sweet?"
"Yes, ma'am" He responded, making us jump.
"Jesus Christ on a bicycle!" I exclaimed. Whoa, did I really say that? Well, he scared me, so I guess it justifies it.
"You scared me." That's an understatement, Sookie.
"Did I? Sorry about that." He doesn't sound sorry at all. He looks nervous, though. And Sookie's starting to look nervous too. Which makes me nervous.
What is going on?
Sookie drops her glass.
Something's wrong. Very wrong.
"Let me help you with that." He tells her.
"It's okay, Adrian can help me. Adrian, help me get a mop." She said forcefully, dragging me to the saloon. Once there, she grabbed the shotgun.
Oh fuck, Rene's the killer. And we're alone with him, son of a bitch.
"What do you think you're doing?" There he goes, making me jump again. I was just gonna stick to Sookie, she has a gun.
"Stay away." Sookie threatened him.
"Sookie, shoot him."
"You're not gonna shoot me."
"Shoot him!" I was starting to get angry, here I am facing the asshole that killed Dawn, Adele, and all those women, and I could only stand there, and he was smirking. How dare he! "Sookie, shoot him!"
She pulled the trigger.
Nothing happened.
You have got to be kidding me.
"Told you."
I was about to step forward and give him what he deserve, but Sookie's pragmatism kicked in and she hit Rene-Drew-Whatever with the gun. She then grabbed my hand and we ran like bats out of hell.
"Get back here, you fucking bitches!"
"Sookie, where are we going?" Why do we have to be so far away from everyone?
"I don't know, Bill's?"
"He's asleep! He's even more vulnerable than us!" I know I shouldn't lashed out, but being chased by a serial killer brings the worst in everyone.
"I know, I know! Just keep running!" I do not have the physical condition for this, why am I thinking of such banal things? I'm gonna die!
I can't die like this.
"There." Sookie pointed to an empty grave. Not an optimistic hiding place, but it was better than nothing.
"Sookie, Adrian, let's be... let's be friends. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you, girls. I was just playing. Sookie? Seriously, I was just kidding." Like hell.
I looked at Sookie and but I couldn't focus well on her face. Everything was getting hazy and I was starting to feel exactly like when I argued with Sam. I rested my head in my knees, I couldn't lose control.
There's silence. Maybe Rene left.
Sookie stood up, and got yanked upwards!
"Mind-reading, vampire-fucker freak bitch!" He beats her and begins to strangle her.
I get out of our hiding place, and he doesn't seem to care, he's busy with Sookie.
Horror movies have taught me to run if I get the chance. But Dawn and the Stackhouses have taught me to be a better person. So I do what a better person would do.
I find a rock and throw it at the motherfucker. "Hey dipshit! I'm still kicking and screaming!" I yelled, sprinting backwards.
He turns his murderous gaze and lunges at me, leaving Sookie unconscious on the ground. I turn around and start running as fast as I can. For a girl with no physical condition, I can run pretty fast.
I was surrounded by trees in no time. Well, by trees and Rene.
"I finally caught you; I'll give you what you deserve, like your whore of a sister." By this point, I was seeing red, literally. Everything was red, but I didn't worry me for some reason. In that moment, everything had to be red.
I turn to look at Rene and his demeanor changed. He no longer looked smug and deadly. He was wide eyed and dropped the shovel I know saw he was carrying, but I didn't care.
"What are you? What the fuck are you?!"
"Why don't you come closer and find out? You want to, anyway." My voice sounded different, it was so calm, very persuasive. So persuasive that he actually listened and walked towards me, like he was in a daze.
When he was close enough, I saw his eyes were pitch black, like a bug's. But I didn't care, he was right where I wanted him.
I wasted no time and lunged at him.
I clawed every bit of piece I could get my claws to…
Claws?
I took a second and looked at my hands; my fingers were elongated along with my nails. They now resemble somewhat grotesque claws.
What am I, indeed?
I should question that later, the job wasn't finished.
Before long, I tore his arms off as well. It surprised me he didn't scream during the whole process. Then I lifted my head and saw I had cut his throat a while ago. How efficient of me.
My pride didn't last long, and neither did the high of revenge.
The red was subsiding, and the claws were receding. In the end, I was sitting on top of what was left of Rene's body, with my arms covered in blood.
Too bad I pretty much ruined the heart.
Oh my god, what was that?!
I just killed someone with my bare hands.
I am having no regrets.
Except for not doing it properly.
What the fuck?!
What the fuck am I?!
What the fuck am I gonna do with the body?
I turned my head back and forth, inspecting my surroundings and saw some really thick bushes. Terrible hiding place, but it'll do for now. After checking on Sookie, I'll find someplace better.
On that note, Sookie can't find out, in fact, nobody can find out. It's one thing to kill a vampire, and another to kill a human. Especially since I'm not entirely human. I would not only go to jail, but people like the vampire authorities could come for me.
Shit, shit, shit!
Okay, okay, calm down Adrian. Be cool. You killed someone, that's a thing that happened. Now you need to find Sookie, get her help and take care of the body.
Baby steps.
I go back to the graveyard and saw it was empty. Where was she? Did someone actually came to the rescue?
Please let her be at the house, please let her be safe at the house or in a hospital or in another safe place starting with an H.
I used the back door and saw the kitchen sink. I would have knocked, but I didn't want Sookie to see me in the state I was in. I decided to wash my hands as quickly as possible.
Once I was positive the only redness in my skin was for scrubbing to hard, I went to living room. I called out Sookie's name but I should have realized she wasn't there since she would have heard me in the kitchen.
"Adrian?" I turned to the door and saw Sookie with Sam. Sookie had a black eye and looked a little dazed. Oh please don't let it start again.
"Sookie, are you alright?" My vision wasn't red yet, so I still had a chance of ending this day without doing something I would actually regret.
"She's fine, just a little dopey with the drugs they gave hear in the hospital." Sam answered, laying Sookie in the couch.
"Drugs, good. Drugs are good."
"We were going to find you but Bill was burning and…" Sookie started to say.
"Wait, Bill? What does he have to do with this?"
"He went outside to try and save Sookie." Sam answered again. "We brought him here and then I took Sookie to the hospital. I'm sorry we didn't go get you, but everything happened so fast. How did you escape Drew?"
Good question, Sam.
Damn you for asking it.
"He heard you coming and ran away. You scared him, good job Sam." I smiled weakly.
"We will find him, I promise you." He said fiercely.
Oh please don't find him. Please don't.
"I'm sure you will. I need to lay down." Murder is exhausting.
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I left the house at nightfall and went to find the body. It should have been difficult to do so, but for some reason for me it was like it had a big neon light surrounding it.
Like when predators go for their prey.
I'm fucked.
Okay, I reached the place, now I needed a gameplan.
I could bury it. I would need a shovel, but I'm sure I could find the one Rene dropped. Oh no, that is also in pieces, I really did a thorough job.
'Light pink, dark pink…'
I swear I have never been more scared by a ringtone than in that moment.
I checked the screen and I saw it was an unknown number. I'm officially in a horror movie.
I Know What You Did The Last Couple Of Hours.
"Hello?" Why did I answer? Jennifer Love Hewitt has taught me nothing.
"Imagine my surprise when I stopped by you quaint little town and found out that the telepath and my human were attacked by a serial killer." I swear I have never been so relieved to hear a vampire's voice. Including when I called Bill to see if he would help me with homework.
Eric isn't the type to ask questions, I'm good for now.
"How did you get my number? What are you doing in Bon Temps? Did you bring Jessica? That's gonna go well."
"I have my sources and you're changing the subject." Damn him.
"Yeah, well Sookie was the only one attacked. I'm fine." I was so not fine, I killed someone and I'm not human. But there was not a scratch on me, so there's that.
"And you are M.I.A. while a killer is on the loose. Or so I hear."
"From who? Did you talk to Sookie? Bill's isn't going to like that. First you drop Jessica, then this."
"Adrian." Okay, I'm familiar with that tone of voice, I know better than to continue.
"Alright, alright. You can find me by scent, right? That's a thing?" What's the point of being a vampire's responsibility if he can't help you get rid of a body.
How to get away with murder 101, folks.
Hope y'all enjoyed that.
I think I'll need a little chapter to wrap first season.
If I do continue with the story, I don't know if I'll continue beyond the second season, because beyond that I missed a lot of the show and wasn't a big fan of the finale.
Any questions?