All riiight. Chapter siiix. I'm exciteeeed.
We're back to Sookie. I'm starting to try to give you more a little insight into Em's character. She's pretty cool, in my opinion. I think you guys would like her. Well, sometimes.
Um… Don't have much to say until the end of the chap. Which is soon-ish because this is short AGAIN. I'm beginning to annoy myself.
OH! I start school in like a week, so if I'm slow to update, that's why. I apologize in advance!!
Oh, and I have like no idea why I named this chapter Push besides the fact that it is currently stuck in my head. If you have a better chapter name, go ahead a tell me. I'll be glad to change it.
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Chapter 6: Push.
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"Emily?" I came downstairs, my hair spread around my head in some sort of mess I was too afraid to try to identify. I heard some sizzling from the kitchen along with what smelt like a heavenly aroma. My head hurt less, finally, and for that much, I was thankful.
After another night like last night, I may have so sleep for a few days to get myself fully back to normal.
"Hey," Emily said, walking up to me, "You okay?" She looked me up and down, like she has every night I come home late. I stood there, a little embarrassed. She had told me a while back that she was twenty-four years old. Twenty-four! A year younger than me, and she was examining me like a doctor or something. It made me a little uneasy. I told Bill about her, and he explained to me a little of why she could act so odd. So… mature. He'd said that she'd been living with vampires. Most likely long than I realize, she's been surrounded by people hundreds, maybe even thousands, of years old. It was bound to rub off on her.
I thought that made sense, it was just weird. Sometimes she acted like someone my age, carefree, fun, and sometimes… sometimes she was just like Bill. Overprotective, worried, curious… That was something he approved of, of course.
"Better," I replied, "What's that smell?"
"Dinner," she grinned, "Spaghetti. It's almost four; I figured you'd be hungry." I was. My stomach grumbled as she spoke, and spaghetti suddenly sounded like the greatest dinner in the world.
"Won't we be late?" I asked my mind flickering to the bar, "I mean, we need to be at work in…"
"It's fine," She smiled, "I called Sam, he said he's be cool with us being just a little late. Besides, we have about a half an hour."
She looked at me for a moment, "I'm so sorry, for not giving you a ride last night, makin' you walk – that smells fantastic." I walked over to the oven and bent down to sniff the sauce.
"It's no problem, I walked home. The dog followed me, actually," she explained.
Sookie laughed, "Again?"
"Yeah," she laughed, "He must like me. Really sweet dog."
"I know," I giggled some more. I really needed to talk to Sam about his indirectly stalking Emily. It was so… like him, though. Hell, he won't actually talk to her, but he'll let her pet him. He was so… weird in that respect. Not to mention how he acts around her. It's so hard to explain, but everytime she's in the room, he's always looking over at her, and smiling. It's cute, really.
Maybe if he'd just say something to her, it wouldn't be such a problem.
Honestly, though, I was just happy to have him off of me. It's nice not having to worry about your boss having less-than-appropriate thoughts about you.
Then again, now his mind is mainly focused on Emily. Not that I couldn't blame him for his infatuation, she really was pretty. Hell, I'd even venture to gorgeous.
It was a shame, in my opinion, that she still spent so much time with Jason. She could do better.
"I learned how to make this in New Orleans," she smiled, "It's amazing, and one of the only things I can make. Here, scoot, I'll dish us out some of this." She spun, the bottom of her t-shirt whirling up just a bit, revealing to me a flash of underwear.
"Why don't you ever wear pants?" I laughed.
"I get hot when I sleep," she shrugged, "It's easier to go pantless, Sook."
I rolled my eyes, and moved, taking a seat at the table. There was a knock on the kitchen door, "Come in," I said, turning a little to get a view, while reminding Em to keep her shirt down.
"Um, Hey," Sam slowly entered through the door, carrying a black something in his hand, which he spread out almost immediately, "Shorts. Just found 'em in my office, and Sookie told me to bring them by, so here," he tossed me the pair, and I caught them quickly, immediately handing them to Emily.
"You should probably clothe, sweetie," I teased her.
She looked up and saw Sam, "Aw shit," she muttered, grabbing the shorts, "I… erm… Whatever, I'll be right back. Speak more loudly next time, Boss," she yelled as she ran upstairs to change now that we had company.
"Sam, it's only been about a month. You couldn't have found those sooner?" I asked, laughing as I grabbed my plate.
"Spring cleaning, you could say," he said, leaning against the door, "What are you doing?"
"Cooking, serving, eating," Emily said, appearing in the dining entrance wearing a pair of jeans and a white blouse, "Sit. You should have some."
I smiled, nodding along as well, "Why not? She made tons."
"Oh, no I shouldn't," Sam said, "It's almost time to-"
"They've opened without you before, what would one more time be? I promise you won't regret it. Taste this," She said, shoving the spoon in his face. He laughed and moved back a little, running his finger along the spoon. "Sook," she said, turning to face me, "Why were you out so late again, anyway – if you don't mind me asking."
"They found some more humans all… wigged out," I said, "I was up all night again. You're lucky you don't have to work-"
"Nuh-uh," she said, "I have plans, girl. You're not pulling that trick on me again."
I smiled, and rolled my eyes. "Jason, again? Sweetie, you seriously need to realize what the hell you're doing. I mean, I love Jason, but he's just not one for relationships-"
"Niether am I," she said, grinning – Sam started coughing. "You okay?" she asked, moving over to him, hand on his shoulder. He nodded quickly. She guided him to the chair to sit down.
"Oh come on," I pressed, "You just moved here, don't you want to at least try to meet a nice guy?"
Sam took a bite of the meal she'd placed in front of him, "Damn. This is good."
"Thanks," she said, smiling at Sam before continuing, "And I have met a nice guy. I like Jason, Sookie. I mean, he's not the brightest guy in the world… By any means, but I mean, that's why I talk to guys like Sam here," she tapped his shoulder, "and Bill. Bill's surprisingly smart." She paused for a second, "He's just… surprisingly sweet."
Sam reddened a little, "But still," he sighed, "I hope you don't mind me butting in or anything, but Jason's… well, he's just not the most… it's not gonna work out."
Sookie nodded, "Jason has a reputation for going through girls like candy bars. Enjoying them for a while, then they're gone. Really. Practically everything turns him on."
Emily shrugged, "I know," she laughed, "Oh well. It's not like I'm thinking about marrying the boy," she laughed, "We're just… having fun." Sam got a look on his face I didn't recognize. She got her plate and sat it down in between us.
"Yum," I said, before continuing, "I mean, even Bill doesn't believe me when I talk about you two. He says it just doesn't make sense. Then again, he's not going to tell you this," I waved my fork a little, as Emily laughed, "But that's what he thinks."
"Bill's unsure about everything, of course he'd be unsure about me and your brother," she sighed, "Every night when I walk home – which is happening more and more often thanks to your little vampire relationship - he always talks to me after he puts you two bed – it's crazy. He's always on time," she added after I made a face of confusion, "Like, right after that dog leaves, and right before I'm going to change." My eyes flickered over to Sam, who had suddenly began to choke on his bread, recovering quickly he looked down at his food.
"And he always tells me to be careful. Always. I mean, I know he's just being all… protective. I blame you for that by the way. Vamps aren't like that normally. I guess it could just be Bill but, really, I don't need protecting. Please tell him that he can keep his worries to you. I mean, Bill and I aren't even close."
"He just cares about you because I do," she smiled, "You two should actually talk more. You'd have a ton in common."
She shrugged, "Maybe. I don't know. He just seems a little… serious for my tastes."
Sam stayed quiet. Emily looked over at him, looking very interested. She shook her hair a little, still straight, but it looked like she just woke up.
"You don't like vampires, do you?" Emily asked him, poking his arm with her fork.
"Huh?" he asked, looking up as if he wasn't listening.
She rolled her eyes, "Do you like vampires, Sam?"
"Um, well," he coughed a little, "I don't have any real preference."
"Yes you do," she said, "Come on, Sam, I've met a ton of people who don't like vampires. I'm not saying you hate 'em, just don't like them. And don't lie," she said, "I'll have Sookie tell me if you're lying."
He looked up, "You said-"
"I won't listen, Sam," I said, "She's just tryin' to scare you."
"Okay," he said slowly, a little confused, "I'm not a fan, you could say."
She shrugged, "Don't blame you. They eat people." She giggled a little, "I, obviously, have no problem with them. But I prefer heartbeats. Humans are… warmer." She smiled a little.
"Do you have a problem with people who date vampires?" I asked, a little curious as to what she meant.
"Hell no!" She laughed, "I used to date a vamp, myself," she said, leaning over to show me two small little scars on her neck. They looked lighter than usual, like they'd healed – much better than mine had.
"You used to date a vampire?"
Sam tensed, but didn't say anything.
She nodded, "He was… staked, actually. We hadn't been together long, you could say, but… it still…" She stopped talking, taking another bite of spaghetti.
"Did you love him?" I asked, leaning in and putting a hand on her arm.
"No," she answered quickly, "I don't think so, at least. I mean, love is dangerous concept, Sookie. It makes you do things you wouldn't do otherwise. It makes you stupid."
I laughed, "It most certainly does not. It's… it's like the good kind of danger. Your adrenaline is pumping, your all nervous, you-"
"Sookie, I know that," she finished her meal and stood, "I understand. I just… I think that if I were to fall for somebody, it'd be too complicated." She put her dishes into the sink.
"Complicated?" I asked, "What could-"
"It's…" she turned to face me, "A lot to explain. Really," her eyes moved over to Sam, "And I don't think he'd be interested in knowing.
I knew he would be interested in knowing, but I kept my mouth shut and nodded.
She sat back down, running a hand through her hair, "I'm going to Jason's tonight, like I said, but I'll be out by the time time you get off work. You wanna swing by and pick me up?"
"Yeah," Sookie said, "I can do that, if you don't mind Bill tagging along."
She nodded, "I feel safer when he's driving then when you do," she laughed.
I laughed and walked over to the sink. I looked at Emily, who was tracing something on the table with her finger, biting her lip and thinking about something. Sam was looking over at her, messing with the spaghetti on his plate with his fork.
"I'm going to go get dressed," I announced, "See you in a sec." I moved around the corner over to the stairs, thudded a couple of times, then, like a disgruntled and slightly nosy high-schooler, I went back to the kitchen and listened from the living room.
It was quiet for a second. Emily said something I couldn't understand, and Sam chuckled.
"Listen," Emily said, "I realize that I might make you a little… uncomfortable," she said, "Seeing as how you're not very into vamps and everything," she paused for a second, "But, I want you to know that I like you Sam," I could picture her smiling, "And I hope we can be friends."
I smiled. That was nice of her. It was a little sad that she misinterpreted his shyness for discomfort, but whatever, some people don't see what's right in front of them.
Sam's thoughts were jagged, and I tried to press them out.
"I'd be good with that," he laughed a little, turning on the charm from what I could hear. His voice had a rough edge to it, and I could hear the smile in his voice. "I am more than… less than sympathetic," he said, matter-of-factly, "I'm here if you need to talk."
Emily laughed quietly, "Well, thanks, I guess. I… I'll take you up on that sometime." She stood, and walked over to the door, "I've always like you. You were so… nice that night." I could picture he smiling again, "Shit. I've gotta go."
"I'll walk you," he said, "It's just down the street."
"That's mighty nice of you, Sam," she said jokingly. "C'mon. Let's go," I heard the door open and close, and saw Sam's figure disappear, and heard a bunch of laughter.
She went upstairs and into her room, changing quickly and making her way out to the car. She was hoping Sam would still be thinking of his encounter when it was time for work – she was currently horribly curious as to how their walk goes.
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THAT'S IT. For now. We have another short chapter coming up after this. I'm going to write it ASAP.
I'm sorry all of these are so short, it's just each of my ideas are like little segments, all necessary to get the big picture. Which is coming up soon. VERY soon.
Not next chapter.
BUT! Next chapter is finally going to be in Emily's POV!!! Whoot.
So, how are you guys liking this so far? Is it keeping you interested? I don't get many reviews, but I;m getting tons of hits and faves and alerts… So I'm a little sad. I want reviews. :(
If you guys do like it, I'm SO HAPPY. I think it's coming along nicely, myself. One of my best fanfics.
I'm debating on a couple of things though, like whether or not to add a chapter I've been thinking about putting in, mostly because the chap would just be hilarious. Like a crack chapter, except still in character. It's pointless, but it'd be fun. I don't know.
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