Hello my darlings! I'm sorry I've been a suck-ass updater (don't even know if suck-ass can be considered a word but it very acuratly describes me in the current situation of me not updating as I should be hahaha) Now, now, just a reminder, this is not going to be a long, long, long multichaptered story as it's completely out of canon and I wish it to be just a few vignettes to present how I would picture Sookie's turning. There of course might be a few parts more but don't expect something as long as Fresh Blood lollll which I shall update soon too... (I KNOW i'm a bad, bad girl for not updating more regularly)
Now, I'm not entirely satisfied with this part (I think my version of Bill sucks LOL but hell, I don't really like the character and I think my muses wanted it to show somehow hahahaa) plus it is shorter than the two first parts (ta-tannnnn - dramatic music) and I'm sorry for that but I had to cut it off precisely where I did cut it off... Seemed appropriate to me. Anyhow, I hope you'll enjoy it! Lots of love for you wonderful reviewers. It really means a hell of a lot to us poor writers when you take the time to review our good or not so-good chapters (the latter part referring to me hahahah as I think some of my stuff does suck sometimes). I'm saying us, because I'm sure most fanfiction writers will agree with this: nothing is quite as fulfilling as a good review :) except maybe a night with a certain Viking of our common knowledge but then again dreams don't always come true hey HAHA :) ohh eric where art thou?
Anyways, enough with the silly banter and on with the ''show''.
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SOOKIE'S POV
For a second everything stood still in Eric's living room. For a second only of course. All I could think of was why the hell was Pam tied around the neck with a silver chain? And why was Bill with her? Eric stood motionless, Bill too. Pam lay on the floor, her hands clutched at her throat. And I stood in the opposite corner, eyeing Bill and Eric, my gaze going from one to the other.
If he touched her I swear I'll fucking rip him apart. And that stupid bitch of his to.
My eyes widened. Bill was really quite vulgar. In his thoughts at least. Nothing like the southern gentleman I'd come to know. Bill's gaze fell on me and I took a step back. And then everything sped up. Eric was about to lunge on Bill but I was somehow faster than him and I grabbed Bill, pulling him away from Eric.
'Bill!' I yelped. I hugged him tight and he hissed. 'Bill what are you doing here? And why did you chain Pam?' I asked, my emotions going ballistic. I'd missed him and at the same time I was furious at him for making suck an entrance in what I would have to consider my new home.
She reeks of Eric… Why is she asking me that? I'm here for her of course. And that bitch Pam had it coming.
I took a careful step back and saw that Eric had released Pam of the silver chain. She was cursing and spitting and would have thrown herself at Bill had Eric not restrained her. They spoke very fast in Swedish and I pulled myself away from Bill. Why in heaven's sake had he chained Pam? Eric must have sensed my question because he thought at me.
That bastard ex of yours silvered her and forced her into showing him where my house is. He cannot know, Sookie. He's about as trustworthy as a fucking snake!
Anger flowed through the bond and I suddenly realized I was equally pissed at Bill for chaining Pam and treating her like he had. Pam had done nothing to him and he'd hurt her. Somehow that did not stand well at all with me and I suspected Eric's blood to have something to do with it.
'What the fuck is wrong with you Bill Compton? Why did you chain her like a dog? You could have simply called Eric if you wanted to see me! No need to hurt Pam!' I hissed.
Bill stood his ground, ready to pounce if Eric decided to get back at him for hurting Pam or simply released the very angry Pam on him. He glanced at Eric and Pam with disgust before turning his gaze back to me. I was almost stomping my foot in anger now.
'Sookie, you're coming with me. I'll force him to release you if need be but you're not staying here a minute longer. You're mine.'
Eric smirked amused.
ERIC'S POV
Through the bond, I felt her temper flare. Hell, Compton did not know what kind of a fury he had just released with those three simple words. In a second, Sookie's fangs were out and she placated him against the wall, her hand on his throat.
'I'm not yours, Bill Compton! I'm no one's! And Eric saved my life. Show a little gratitude instead of acting like a jerk!' She growled. Bill's fangs popped out and he was about to push her back to show her some respect but she released him, turning away from him. She walked over to Pam and helped her up as I kicked the silver chain away from us.
'Are you alright?' Sookie asked Pam, checking Pam's throat to make sure the wounds were closing all right. Pam cocked an amused eyebrow at Sookie and chuckled.
'I'll heal just fine, little sis. Now is not the time for compliments, but my dear, I must say you look even more ravishing…bloodless…' Pam smirked. Pam and her weird sense of humor… Sookie grinned slightly and turned back to her fuming ex. Bill was quite a pitiful sight.
'Sookie, you are coming with me.' Bill repeated as if Sookie hadn't just busted the cement wall with his sorry ass. I'd have to talk to her about destroying the house when she got pissed… Sookie glared at him and I restrained her before she'd lose her temper once more. She relaxed under my hands and she gave me a nod before shaking her shoulders free.
'Bill, I am not coming with you and Eric is not releasing me. So either you get a grip on that and we talk about something else like adults or you just go back out the door you kicked in.' Sookie said, calmly. Oh yes, he'd also kicked in my front door. Compton was really doing nothing for me to like him.
'What has he done to you…' Bill said, his brow furrowed in incomprehension.
'He saved my life, Bill. He offered me this and I chose. Would you have preferred me dead?'
Sookie, do you want me to restrain him?
Sookie turned to me and rolled her eyes. Alright, that surely meant no. I chuckled. Bill glared at me and I couldn't help but feel this familiar anger and disgust at him fill me. Pam was now sitting on the couch waiting for the showdown.
'Compton, you'll get out of my house right this instant or…' I started to say and the little prick had the nerve to interrupt me.
'Or what? You'll stake me? Silver me and throw me to the dogs? Your little power trip is getting old, Eric…' Compton spat at me. That was it. I lunged at him and had him pinned against the wall before he could say a word. I'd definitely need to get the room redecorated once he was gone.
'My little power trip as you refer to it is well deserved you double faced lying coward. This is my home that you've invaded like a fucking mongrel. Even men in my days had more manners and that is a lot to say. And that wonderful woman over there is my progeny on whom you've laid your filthy hands. And that other equally wonderful woman right here' I added, nodding at Sookie, 'Is my other progeny and not your concern anymore. She's mine, Compton. Just admit your defeat and get the fuck out or I swear I'll tear you limb from limb and I'll enjoy doing it.' I hissed. I did not like it one bit that Billy boy thought he could hurt Pam or Sookie and not suffer the consequences.
'That's enough!' Sookie growled. 'I'm sick of the pissing contest! You two act like children fighting for a fucking candy! Eric, let me deal with Bill. Could you and Pam please leave us alone…' Sookie muttered, nodding at the door. Pam snickered.
'Oh no, this is way to interesting.' She said. Sookie rolled her eyes and Pam simply made herself more comfortable in the couch. I released my grip on Bill's throat but threw him a warning glance that clearly meant Don't You Fuck With Me. Hopefully he seemed decently fluent in the fucking-pissed-viking-glances.
I won't leave you alone with him. He's crazy enough to silver you and try and take you away by force.
'I don't think he'd do that…' Sookie murmured to me. Pam and Bill looked puzzled but she simply shrugged.
'Bill, why are you here?' Sookie finally asked, understanding I was not going anywhere. I would not leave this idiotic piece of crap hurt her anymore than he already had. And I'd make sure he'd tell her the truth. In a sense, Bill Compton had just dug his own grave coming to my place like this, unwanted and harming my progeny. He'd just made this perfect little hole for me to kick his pathetic ass in. However, that did not please me as much as I would have thought it would. I knew Sookie would hurt. A lot.
She was naive enough to love him and he had only been deceitful to her from the start. I did not know all that much about human feelings towards others since it had been quite a while since I'd felt somehow human myself, apart for my bizarre interactions with Sookie, but I knew enough to know she'd hurt and I'd have to pick up the broken pieces. As if her plate wasn't already very full with her new state as a vampire and her new life. I suddenly wished I'd staked Compton that first time he'd taken her to Fangtasia. Would have made everything so much simpler… Sookie must have caught my train of thoughts because she tensed and eyed me curiously. I dismissed it by shrugging and gazed back at Bill who still hadn't answered her.
'I came for you.' Bill said.
'Did you think Eric wasn't going to care for me properly?' Sookie asked. I felt my temper rise at those words but she soothed me by clasping her hand on mine. A gesture Compton did not miss. He growled.
'I know he won't care for you properly. He's only interested in one thing and one thing only. Bedding you. And once he's done doing that, you'll just be a mediocre unwise progeny he won't want around him.' Bill said harshly. Lucky for Compton Sookie held my hand because I might have broken him in half just then. Was the man so thick he thought saying that to Sookie would make her recoil from me? And did he really believe I'd be low enough to do that to her? Sookie, of all people? I decided to let her put him back in his place since this was her story. Her relationship. She had enough feist to break him herself.
'Eric has been extremely kind to me and caring. And he saved my life. Now you take back those awful words you just said or I'll make you.' Sookie said, her voice icy. 'You don't know him at all if you really think so lowly of him. And if he were only interested in bedding me, he wouldn't have gone through the trouble of turning me in the first place. I hardly think he'd be that desperate to get me.' Sookie reasoned.
I really don't see what you found so fascinating about him. He's as thick as it gets. I told you he'd be irrational… Though I must admit, Miss Stackhouse, you greatly underestimate yourself if you think I wouldn't do all sorts of wicked things to get you in my bed…
Sookie squeezed my fingers to tell me she'd caught those thoughts and I thought I saw a hint of a smile twitching her full lips. I chuckled.
'Sookie, I love you.' Bill said. 'I just want to care for you. Won't you please come back with me so I can help you get accustomed to your new state? You're my fiancée…' He pleaded.
'Help me? Like you helped Jessica?' Sookie exclaimed, astonished. She laughed bitterly. Through the bond I felt both her pain and a deep feeling of loss. It was as if she'd suddenly seen Bill for what he really was. No Prince Charming, that is.
Bill closed his eyes and sighed.
'That's different. Jessica was imposed to me…'
'So that gives you a right to not teach her anything and let her get hurt? I never thought I'd heard myself saying that, Bill Compton, but you disappoint me.' Sookie murmured. And the plot hadn't even thickened yet.
'Sookie, I'm sorry if I've wronged you in the past but I want to make it up to you. I'm sorry you were gravely hurt and had to be turned. It is one thing I hoped would never have to happen and I dearly wished to be the one to turn you if it did, but I know you told me once you'd never choose to be like us…' Bill said. He sounded as if he was accusing me of turning her against her will. Sookie's patience was running low now.
'Eric offered me a choice, Bill. I didn't think I would ever choose this myself, but I wasn't ready to die. As much as I know death is part of life, I was afraid and he was there.' Sookie replied. 'I won't apologize for my choice, Bill. You weren't there. Again.'
'Why won't you come with me? Why do you want to stay with him? I thought you despised him!' Bill hissed. I puffed air out of my nose. I didn't exactly appreciate being talked about in my very face but Bill Compton wasn't my favorite person tonight either and Sookie deserved her answers so I bit my tongue and ignored his blatant lack of manners. Lorena surely had something to do with his piss-poor ways in society.
'He's my Maker. I don't know how to explain it but I feel safe when I'm with him. And he helps me a great lot. He showed me how to feed. And to glamour…'
'Young vampires can't glamour!' Bill retorted. I snickered. Oh Billy boy was going to be in for a great surprise.
'Sookie can.' I simply said, a slight smirk on my lips. Pam asked me in Swedish what I found so amusing. I told her that Sookie was actually a very fast learner and knew how to glamour already. She'd find out in time that Sookie could also glamour vampires… And that was going to be a blast. Pam smirked slightly and sat back, eyeing Sookie with a smile. Her little sister was doing her proud.
'I did not ask for your opinion, Eric.' Bill hissed at me dismissingly. I regretted not keeping my battle-axe in the living room just then because it would have felt amazing to simply chop him in two so he could cure and I could do it again and again. He was really insufferable.
I didn't even bother with giving him the satisfaction of an answer. I simply let Sookie speak for herself. I'd learned one thing of Miss Stackhouse and it was that she did not like people overstepping boundaries when it came to her dealing with her own problems, either relation-wise or monetary. She was proud and I admired her for it.
'I glamoured a human.' Sookie said, softly. She was very poised and calm for a newborn considering Bill was literally shaking with rage and he was almost two hundred years old.
'That's impressive, Sookie. But that still doesn't change anything to the fact that you can't possibly feel safe around Eric.' Bill argued. This was getting old. I thought about faking a yawn but I knew Sookie would take it the wrong way so I simply passed a hand in my hair. Bill noticed at that moment that I wasn't wearing a shirt, even though he'd been trying to stake me with his eyes for the last ten minutes, and he decided to comment on that.
'Can't you put on a shirt or something?' He growled, his jaw tight.
Pam actually chuckled at that. I couldn't exactly blame her. Sookie stared at her hands and waited for the moment to pass. She was getting cranky.
'Seeing as this is my house and I usually go around stark naked, consider yourself lucky I graced you with a pair of pants, intruder.' I snapped at Bill. Godric would have been quite amazed with my tolerance and patience tonight. And he'd have thought it was dangerous for me to grow so weak over a girl's emotions and needs. A vampire, my progeny, I corrected myself. Sookie was again tuned into my brain because she caressed my hand softly. Godric. Six letters that held so much meaning for me. But now I was too engulfed in my anger at Bill to let those nasty emotions get at me.
'I feel safe around him, Bill, and he's my Maker. Now, either you act nice and we can discuss how this is all going to work out for us, or you leave. I'm really tired and I need to rest soon.' She said.
'Sookie's right. We've had a busy evening and she needs to relax. And I'm sure she'd enjoy some girl time with Pam as she hasn't really had any female contact for the last few days. Now if you'd please go…' I said, calmly.
'Don't you see he's trying to manipulate you?' Bill sneered, taking Sookie's hand in his.
That was it. He had it coming.
'And you? You've manipulated her from the start, Compton. Why don't you tell her the fucking truth for once if you so love her?' I snarled. Sookie's eyes widened and Bill took a step back.
'I already told Sookie all I had to tell her.' Bill said, his jaw tensed.
'Oh really? Did you tell her why you came to Bon Temps in the first place?' I hinted. Sookie looked from me to Bill and I felt her panic through the bond. I clutched her fingers softly, trying to reassure her.
'My last descendant, Jesse Compton died and the house…'
'Oh please, for a vampire, you are one hell of a bad bullshiter, Bill…' Pam commented, rolling her eyes. I shot her a warning glance and she rolled her eyes again but I knew she'd gotten the point.
'Why did you come back to Bon Temps, Bill?' Sookie asked him. Showtime, I thought. And I realized just how much I didn't want to see this particular show.
SOOKIE'S POV
'Oh please, for a vampire you are one hell of a bad bullshiter, Bill…' Pam said. Eric gave her a look and she shut up. I was suddenly all panicky and nervous. What was it that Bill hid from me? Why did I have a nagging feeling that I'd known all along it was too good to be true? Why could I already hear Tara's voice in my head chanting she'd told me so? I swallowed hard, studying Bill's face. But it felt as though I had a stranger in front of me.
'Why did you come back to Bon Temps, Bill?' I asked, my voice small. For a vampire, I really sucked, I thought.
How can I tell her the truth without hurting her…I should never have allowed Eric in her life…
I was about to answer his thought but I remembered Eric had specifically mentioned I should never let any vampire whatsoever know that I could now read vampire thoughts. The glamouring was another pair of sleeves that we'd deal with later.
Bill sighed and braced himself before speaking.
'I came to Bon Temps because the Queen of Louisiana ordered me to.' He breathed. I could see the pain in his eyes and I knew immediately it was mirrored in mine. The pieces of the puzzle seamed themselves together and I think I knew before he even said it out loud.
'She ordered me to seduce you in order to gain you for her court. But I fell in love with you, Sookie. The first time I saw you I realized I could never do such a thing to you.' Bill pleaded. I was so motionless Eric worried. I felt his concern through the bond but the only thing I could bring myself to do was squeeze his hand feebly as red tears rolled down my cheeks and fell on my cleavage and on my beautiful white dress.
'Why didn't you tell me?' I finally breathed. This hurt more than dying, I thought, Because dying meant it was over, over with the pain. But this, it was as if Bill had jutted a hot poker in between my ribs and was twirling it around restlessly.
'I should have from day one, but I loved you so much…'
'Oh please, Compton. You let two psychos beat her almost to death in order to feed her your blood.' Eric spat, disgusted at Bill. His blood. That was why I'd been so easily seduced by him. Something snapped in my heart just then. My hand let go of Eric's and collided with Bill's jaw in an ear clattering noise. Bill stumbled and landed on the side of the foyer, stunned by how much force I'd put in my blow. I put my hands in front of my mouth, ashamed of hitting him, and then I felt numb. I glanced at Eric and realized he was trying to soothe the pain through the bond. I threw him a furious glance and he immediately stopped.
'The Rattrays…' I murmured. 'You watched them…' I chocked on the words. My face must have been a mess by then with all the bloody tears and I tried to crawl away from Eric's beautiful carpet. He wrapped his strong arms around me and held me to his chest. I pressed my forehead on his somehow warm skin and breathed slowly, trying to rein in all those emotions I was flooded with. Why was it I couldn't just disappear, be gone, be wiped out of existence so that this terrible pain would stop?
I suddenly wished Eric hadn't turned me so that I would have died thinking Bill loved me, really, genuinely loved me. How could Bill have let something so awful happen in front of his eyes and not try to stop it? The answer ricocheted through my mind like a rubber bullet: he was a vampire and vampires deceived humans. And I was now the one who would deceive to survive. And it disgusted me beyond all the recognition I had for Eric's help. I felt Eric tense against my chest and I knew immediately he'd understood what I was feeling. I felt his anger through the bond but I was already down to my neck in Bill's lies. I did not have time to deal with Eric too.
'Sookie, please. I love you. I'm so, so sorry. It is who you are, not what you are or what you can bring me that I love about you. And will love always.' Bill pleaded. He was crying to by then and he gave a dead look to Pam and then to Eric before trying to reach for my hand.
'Don't.' I shrieked. 'Just leave. You manipulated me into falling in love with you!' I cried, turning away from Eric's chest so I could look at my ex-fiancé in the eyes. 'You let them hurt me, almost kill me so you could make me drink your blood… How could you do that to me?' I cried, my fists curled into two tight balls.
ERIC'S POV
Sookie's pain was like a blow in the gut. She hurt so much it was a real fucking miracle she was still standing. And her pain was not solely caused by Bill's deception, but also by her sudden understanding of her condition. What Bill had done, however depraved and disgusting, she knew was just a manifestation of the vampire's nature. And it infuriated me that she loathed what I'd made her because of that knowledge.
Pam on the other hand was downright furious with Compton. I'd never shared with her my opinions about Bill's feeding his blood to Sookie and even she found that manipulation repulsive and low for a vampire. She hissed and I silently ordered her to calm down.
'Get out, Compton.' I growled at him, doing my best to control my temper. I would have ripped him to shreds had it not been for Sookie's sanity. She couldn't stand seeing him die a painful death, however much resentment she could muster for him. She was too good-hearted for that.
'No. I need to explain to Sookie.' Bill pleaded. His voice was broken and he looked hurt. He'd just lost the one thing that set him apart from all other pathetic vampires of his kind. He'd had the most wonderful woman at his arm and he'd destroyed it by lying and deceiving her again and again.
Sookie, I know I have no right to ask that of you now, but he can't know where we live. Would you mind glamouring him before he goes?
Sookie's eyes casted down and she took a deep breath. She then turned to face Bill.
'You will leave now and you won't remember where Eric lives.' She breathed softly. 'You'll go out and back to your place and you'll remember this encounter but not where it happened.' She added. Tears were still rolling down her cheeks but she was calmer now. She was extremely resilient and I was baffled by it as I held her close to my chest and kissed the top of her head. Bill looked glamoured enough and he took careful steps back.
'Did she just…' Pam started to ask me in Swedish.
'Yes.' I answered her roughly.
'Well fuck me and Mary Poppins.' Pam whispered in English this time. I loved how colorful Pam's language got sometimes.
'Now go, Compton.' I snapped at him. Sookie gave him a long look and finally spoke to him.
'Goodbye, Bill.' She whispered. And the next second, Bill was gone.
Sookie stood motionless for a few seconds before slumping down on the couch. She didn't utter a word for so long I started to worry and finally she spoke.
'You knew all along didn't you? You knew and you didn't tell me.' She accused me, her eyes throwing daggers at me. My fists clenched and unclenched. Would she believe a single word I would say?
Pam sat motionless on her couch and she watched us with interest.
'Sookie, you have to believe me when I…' I started to say but she interrupted me.
'How can I trust you anymore than I could trust him? You are all the same, all deceiving, cruel creatures and you've made me a monster like the rest of you!' She snarled, her nails digging in her palms so hard she drew blood. It trickled down the side of her palm and pooled in a tiny spot on the carpet beneath her. Through the bond I could feel her shaking with rage. 'I hate you, Eric Northman!' she growled. And she actually had nothing but hatred for me at that moment, heated hatred that she couldn't yet hurl at Bill because the wounds he'd caused her were too fresh. You always hurt the ones you love, the old saying says. But in that moment, those precious seconds where for the second time in our short relationship she told me she hated me, I felt as if she'd crushed me as a child would crush a twig. I don't know what I resented more during those precious seconds, the fact she could do that to me or the fact she'd done it.
And I felt my own anger rise. I would not tolerate her impertinence and misdirected anger. I was not the one to have caused her pain and I didn't deserve her hateful words anymore than Pam did. And most of all, my pride was wounded. Why had I thought she would come crawling back in my arms once fucking Compton was out of the picture? Was I really so immature that I'd believed even a second I could bring her to love me? What did I even care for her love? What was love to me? Just petty human emotions I had outgrown hundreds of years ago.
'You will have to trust me, Sookie, because I am all you have left!' I snarled, facing her. In a second she was at the door and trying to get out but I held her back, smashing her back into the nearest wall. With the door off its hinges, the tiny hall looked like a total mess. Sookie yelled and pushed me back with considerable strength considering her young age and small frame. I almost chuckled in amusement.
'Do not ever hurt me again or I swear…' She warned me, wiping her blood stained cheeks with the back of her hand.
'You'll what? Run away? Fight me? Stake me in my sleep? Sookie, I am truly sorry you are hurting, but it is not my fault and no, I did not know all along. I only figured it out recently…' I countered, realizing I wasn't ready just yet to give up on her. As infuriating as she could get, I hated to see her suffer, hated the fact that it moved me so much to see her crying. Most of all, I hated that she wasn't equally as attached to me as I was to her. In any case, I didn't want to lose her. I was selfish and almost childish in my attachment to this tiny vampire. And I wanted to soothe her pain.
'You should have let me die.' She hissed and the next thing I knew, she was out the door and walking away from me.
Sookie, come back here right this instant…
She spun around and glared at me from halfway down the path that lead to the street.
'Go to hell.' She murmured, bloody tears welling up in her eyes once more.
I'll command you to if I have to…
'DO IT! Do it, Eric, take away from me the only thing I have left!' She yelled. I dragged her back inside in the blink of an eye and she slapped me square in the jaw.
'Don't you dare say I should have let you die!' I roared. Pam had disappeared during the scene and as I couldn't feel her near, I realized she must have taken off to let us deal with our demons by ourselves. I was grateful for that because even if Pam had seen me vulnerable, I wouldn't have been able to stand her hearing what I was about to say to Sookie.
'Don't you dare say that, ever again.' I roared. 'You are maddening, woman!' I growled, smashing her into the wall with just enough force to cause her to whimper. She didn't move and instead raised her chin, a cruel grin on her face.
'What have I ever done to you?' She hissed.
'I couldn't let you die! Don't you understand that? Are you so thick you cannot see it? Or are you so blinded by your infatuation with Compton that you cannot see the obvious when faced with it?' I roared. Her eyes narrowed.
'All you've ever done is use me, Eric. And unless you found me so useful you couldn't let me die, I don't see why on earth you would be crazy enough to bind me to you for eternity!' She murmured.
I lost it and smashed my fist right through the wall next to her head. She didn't even wince but eyed me curiously, tears still rolling down her cheeks.
'Sookie…' I said.
'Let me go, Eric. I need to be alone now.' She murmured, her gaze locked on mine. And beyond reason, I kissed her. Kissed her with all my might, all I had learned in the last thousand years, all my passion, all the fire I could muster. I felt her hands wrap around my neck and she pulled me into her, closer, always closer. The kiss was frightening, like jumping off a cliff without knowing what awaited at the end of the fall. Our tongues dueled and I felt my desire for her surge like the tide of the sea. I wanted to possess her, in everyway possible. Wanted her to be mine completely, to surrender to the desire she had for me. I wanted her to want me, to crave my presence. I wanted her to love me. My hands tightened their grip on her neck and it was as if we were sucking the life out of each other, our bodies molded in the most intimate way. There was no way she could pretend like she didn't feel how much I wanted her.
'Eric…' She murmured when I left her lips to kiss the tears away.
'What?' I breathed on her cheek, still busy cleaning the blood off her cheeks.
'I'm sorry. I'm not angry at you.' She murmured. 'It's not your fault Bill used me.'
'I'm sorry I let that idiot hurt you. I should have killed him on sight that first night at Fangtasia.' I murmured. Violence and sex really were tightly entwined together for vampire because the next thing I knew, I slammed her against the wall, cupping her perfect ass to pull her up against me. Our faces were now leveled and she pressed her forehead against mine, her eyes closed.
'I look like a mess.' She murmured. She was no princess now with her hair disheveled and her dress a total bloody mess. Yet, she was perfect to me, in everyway possible. And it was terrifying for me because I knew that I would never let her go.
'Why do you find me terrifying?' she asked, softly, opening her eyes.
'I find it terrifying that I care so much for you. That I'd kill for you.' I growled. 'And that you only care about Compton.' I finished.
SOOKIE'S POV
'I look like a mess.' I murmured, realizing suddenly that I was the ugly duckling whilst he always looked beautiful. I was ashamed of him seeing me like this with my heart broken and my dress bloodied by those damned vampire tears, but I felt so good in his arms that I forgot momentarily why I hurt so much in the first place.
She is so terrifying… why do I find her so goddamned terrifying…
I opened my eyes and gazed at him. Why on earth would Eric Northman find me of all people terrifying?
'Why do you find me terrifying?' I asked, afraid of his answer. Did I look that bad?
He swallowed hard, his mesmerizing cerulean gaze locked with mine as his hands cupped my butt to hold me up against him. I couldn't help but feel aroused by him even if I was angry as hell with him just a few moments earlier, and most of all utterly heartbroken by Bill's betrayal.
'I find it terrifying that I care so much for you. That I'd kill for you.' he growled. 'And that you only care about Compton.' He added, his jaw tense. I was taken aback by his words.
'He just broke my heart, Eric. I think you can smartly cross him off your rivals' list…' I said, softly, with a hint of a smile on my lips.
'You are such a silly little thing sometimes.' He said. 'Is that all you heard of what I told you? That you only care about Compton and it annoys me?' He half asked, half growled, carrying me towards his living room after kicking the remains of the door closed. I noticed that Pam was nowhere to be found.
'She left. She thought you might be needing some alone time with me…' Eric explained. I thought he would forget about his previous question but he asked it again, his face very serious as he sat down on the sofa with my legs still wrapped around his hips.
'No. I heard the rest, but I just don't see how you could care so much for me. You seem not to care for anyone but Pam and Godric…' I murmured.
'And you. I don't know why I care so much for you but I do.' He said, his blue gaze capturing mine and entrancing me. He was just so perfect in everyway it was almost painful to look him in the face, as if he were the sun.
'You don't need to kill for me to prove it.' I said, my fingers tunneling in his hair. It was the exact same shade as mine and I couldn't help but be fascinated by it. Colors were exquisite with vampire sight. As I pulled softly at his wheat-gold strands, he almost purred in delight.
'I don't need to yet. But I will if I must.' He said, closing his eyes, enjoying my hands in his hair. I found his proximity still oddly soothing.
'What will the Queen think of me being turned?' I asked him. I felt his hands tense on my lower back as he traced small patterns on my dress. I could have died there and would have been content with him holding him for my last minutes on earth. It was an odd and terrifying feeling really, to be so dependant of someone else when I'd always been pretty much on my own. But this was overwhelming. I couldn't fight it anymore. I needed him and I wanted to need him, all at the same time. And his touch was pure bliss. Yet the way his hands tensed troubled me.
'She'll be extremely pissed. She'll say I trespassed on her property.' He pondered, eyeing the fire over my shoulder.
'Her property?' I muttered, my brow furrowed.
'You know how we are, Sookie. She perceived you as hers since she'd sent Bill to procure you…' he explained, slowly, carefully choosing his words as he knew how I felt about the vampire possessiveness bullshit.
'Well she can go fuck herself, for all I know. And she can eat Bill or stake him if she likes.' I hissed. Of course I didn't mean the second half. As much as I would have liked to be able to tear Bill from my heart just like that, I couldn't forget all we had shared just because it had all be based on a lie and a pretense. Some of it had been true, I was sure. How much, I couldn't tell just yet.
Eric chuckled.
'She can indeed go fuck herself because the day where I'll let her take my progeny away from me, hell will freeze over and Pam will be polite with breathers... She's younger and weaker than me anyways. I could kill her just because I feel like it if I wanted. I simply don't because some of us still have some sense of honor and decency, which she never had. Sophie-Anne is a cold hearted selfish spoiled adolescent...' Eric said, his hands still caressing me. I closed my eyes and delighted in his touch.
'I love it when you touch me.' I murmured so low I did not know if he heard me.
I love touching you.
Right, he'd heard. I stared at him.
'You will be mine, one day. Completely and utterly mine.' Eric said, closing the space between our mouths to kiss me softly. I was the one to part our lips with my tongue and deepen the kiss to which he responded with a grunt and a rough grabbing of my butt which turned me on beyond reason. I moaned loudly against his lips. His mouth trailed all the way to my ear, leaving a trail of fire and ice on my oversensitive skin.
'Let me make love to you…' He breathed on the shell of my ear.
Had I been human I might have fainted right there and then. It wasn't everyday that 6'4'' of manly perfection asked your permission to ravish you silly, but then again I didn't want Eric to be a rebound. Bill's wound would take time to scar and heal and Eric deserved better than to have just my body, not that I believed he'd ever settle for that anyways – as far as I could tell, he was the kind of man who took everything whole and gave himself wholly in return.
'We can't. Not like this.' I whispered, pressing my cheek against his, my eyes closed. 'It wouldn't be fair to you.' I added.
You're hurt. I want to make you forget… I would make you forget, trust me…
'Does your ego have any bounds, Mr Northman?' I murmured.
I couldn't help but find it oddly amusing that he'd try and distract me with sex. His manhood was pressed against my core and he seemed quite graphically in the mood for something more than a naughty make out session on his carpet. I could hardly deny how much my body craved his. My vampire senses agreed with him entirely. Sex would be a very good way to distract me from the pain… I immediately stopped that flow of thoughts, which had me already throbbing and aching for him.
'It's not ego, darling. I could make you forget your own name…' He whispered, smirking as my back arched involuntarily so that our pelvises were glued together.
'It wouldn't be fair. I'd be using you to forget him…' I replied, surprised by how coherent I sounded even though I felt as if every single cell of my body was on fire – which was a tad bit ironic since my skin now ran a few degrees cooler than human skin. Thinking about Bill didn't even managed to cool down that terrifying fever that was building at the pit of my stomach and stretching insidiously in my every limb. I wanted to rip his stupid pants off, to slash my dress to pieces so that my bare chest could be pressed against his distractingly bare one. I wanted him to consume me, to use me until he'd be spent. And the worst in all that was that I felt no shame in wanting him to take me like he would any woman. I had never been so aroused in my life and I realized he was fueling my arousal with his own through the bond.
'What have you done to me?' I gasped as his mouth latched on the vein at my throat.
'What have you done to me?' He replied, removing his mouth from my skin to plunge his cerulean gaze in my stormier grey one.
I just want a piece of that Eric cake. Can anyone blame me? :P