Ch. 8 Smoothing out the aches
It's been a week now since Eric and I have spoken to each other. Yes I do go home with him every night but no words of any kind have been exchanged. The only thing remotely letting us know of each other's existence and acknowledgment is the weird stares we hold with one another. For instance as I sit at the bar now with Eric across the room on his thrown, I can feel him staring intently on me watching every move I make.
Pam came over to me with an annoyed look on her face, "Will you both just go into hi office and bang each other, I'm sick of the mopping!
I was in shock! "What?"
"You two! The both of you don't say a dog damned thing to each other but stare and mope! I have had enough! Just go fuck already so you don't have to die and he can stop being a grouch!" She hissed at me and stomped away leaving me stunned with my mouth open.
"Uh…" I breathed and started to feel a weird sensation go through me. The strange thing is it wasn't from anybody but myself. With a minute or two gone by I realized what it was: longing. My head began to cloud with romantic thoughts of Eric and myself. Everything from hand holding to the night when Eric would officially 'take me'. It was becoming all too much so I headed for outside to get some fresh air.
"Where do you think you're going my dear?" Asked Pam while holding not too tight on my arm. But enough to hold me in place.
"I…Uh…I really need to clear my head so I thought I would go on a walk," I explained truthfully.
"It wouldn't be safe for you to do that by yourself-"
"Pam relax. Remember I had Eric's blood so I guess he'll know if something's up. Besides I'll only a walk down the road," I promised and she released me with a nod.
It was a little cold so I wrapped my arms around me a little tighter as I mozzied along. Still I tried to clear my thoughts of Eric but I was failing at a drastic rate. It was not only my mind, my body, and my blood calling for him but my heart. I wanted him near me, I wanted him holding me, I wanted him talking to me, and I wanted him to 'take me'.
"Whoa girl! Whoa…whoa…wow…wow…wow!" I snapped out of my little fantasies to try and regain some composure.
A twig snapped in front of me making my head look forward. "Well look who we got here, the little favorite new fang banger of the Almighty Eric Northman," A young but rough looking guy with a grey tank top and torn jeans sneered coming towards me.
"Excuse me?" I asked dangerously while my eyes went to slits.
"For weeks you've been seen with that fucking vampire who owns the bar!" Mr. Creepy roared.
"Does anger management mean anything to you?" I asked and started backing away. Shit this guy is a fucking weirdo!
I continued to back up till I ran into something solid. I turned around to come face to face with another scruffy looking guy who looked to be about the same age as Mr. Creepy. "You're nothing but a fang bangin whore just like the rest of them in there!" He spat and shoved me so hard I hit the ground.
I started to get up slowly and watched for a second as they began to circle me like a pack of hungry hyenas. "Call me that one more time and you'll see how bangin I can be," I warned and clenched my fists while getting into a good stance.
They both laughed at me but Mr. Creepy decided to go ahead anyway, "Fang. Banging. Whore."
WHAM! My fist collided right with his face resulting in a loud crack where his nose was. It was now slightly crooked and blood spewed out effortlessly.
"Bitch!" Sounded his accomplice while his whole fist went to my gut.
I landed on the filthy ground clutching my stomach and out of breath. Again and again they kicked me and yelled profane things at me. It would even make them more mad when I would get a few swings in and block a few of theirs, but I was getting tired now and once again I was on the ground.
"Go ahead call for your vampire whore," Mr. Creepy taunted while Mr. Accomplice just snickered at me.
"How about you call him," I coughed with a smile.
"Well no one's coming for you anyway," Mr. Creepy grinned evilly at me.
"You are sick enough to go after little girl's huh? You must not be getting any," I teased and received another blow to the side.
"Now you're going to die for that," Mr. Accomplice sneered and just as his fist was about to hit me again a white strong looking arm reached out and caught it.
"Who's going to die?" I looked up to see Eric.
The two criminals at hand could have wet them selves from the expressions on their faces. In one swift movement they were unconscious heaps on the floor.
"Hey," I coughed with a hint of sarcasm in my voice.
"You should not be out here alone Violet. If I hadn't gotten here in time you would have probably died," Eric stated seriously and bent down to pick me up.
Eric's P.O.V.
Anger pumped its way through my veins as I carefully held Violet in my arms on the way to my car. With one arm I opened the passenger side and as gently as I could set her in. She winced and I gave her a look asking if she was ok. She nodded and I walked swiftly over to Pam.
"Violet was attacked. The two responsible are just down the road. Call the authorities, I'm going to take care of Violet," I instructed and explained. Pam nodded in understanding and in a second I was in my car.
Violet had her head against the window and from what I could see blood was dripping from her lip and on the side of her forehead.
"How badly do you hurt?" I asked while speeding down the road. The very thought of her hurting at all sent me into a frenzy but I didn't want to alarm her in this state so I tried to stay calm.
"Just a little soar," She breathed and closed her eyes.
"We're here," I stated and ran to her side of my car. Slowly I took her out and put her into my arms. With barely any strength she clung onto me.
"Violet if you ever do that again I swear I will punish you for days," I warned which only caused her to laugh.
"Eric shut up," She laughed some more and started to cough again.
"I swear if you ever do that again-"
"Eric you can bitch at me tomorrow for it, but for right now please shut up," Violet sighed and laid her head once again against my chest. Just the feeling of her next to me and holding on to me did in fact silence me. The warmth of her skin, the beating of her heart, and the little movements she would make sent feelings of longing and affection through me. All night I'd been getting them, and the more and more she was around me, I truly realized we really were soul blood bonds to each other.
Within seconds we were in her room and I set her on the bed. She just sat there looking like she didn't know what to do.
"I'll be right back," I said and quickly went to the bathroom for a first aid kit. Why I had one I didn't know but it came in handy now. It hurt me a little to see her so broken looking. She just watched as I began to lift her shirt to make sure there weren't any broken bones.
"Anything broken?" She asked shyly as I ran my fingers lightly over her ribcage.
"No it doesn't look like it. Do you need help getting into new clothes?"
Violet nodded lightly and blushed as she carefully lifted up her arms as to not cause herself anymore pain. From the bottom of her waist my fingers glided up lifting her shirt till it was over her head and laying on the floor. I could see her shaking slightly while covering her bare torso in embarrassment.
"You don't need to be embarrassed. You should never be embarrassed to show yourself in front of me," I smiled and she lightly rolled her eyes and yawned.
She went to stand up but was a little wobbly so I told her to hold onto my shoulders as I bent down to help her out of her stained and torn jeans. Again my fingers softly caressed her legs all the way down to her ankles and I couldn't help but smirk when I saw her legs twitch a little.
A few minutes later she was dressed in one of my white t-shirts and sitting on her bed while I cleaned up her face.
Violet's P.O.V.
Eric was so gentle when he touched me. I could have kissed him right then and there but I wasn't sure if I should ask him or not. I even wanted to see if he would let me touch his fangs, but again I was feeling like a chicken all of a sudden. When he was done he pulled away and began to walk out the door, but I really didn't want him to go yet.
"Eric wait!" I slightly yelled and he turned to look at me with a calm expression.
"Yes?" He asked with a small smile.
"Umm…" I mumbled and scratched my head for a second, "will you stay with me for a little bit? I have a few questions I want to ask you."
In a flash he was sitting in front of me on the bed and I could have passed out from the desirous feelings he was shooting at me.
"What kind of questions do you have for me dear Violet?" Eric asked me and I could have sworn I heard a little rumble come from his chest.
"Uh shit," I breathed and looked up at him again. "Why are you so beautiful?" I whispered and stroked his cheek lightly.
He closed his eyes slowly as to savor my touch. I pulled away and his eyes opened again and were more blue than they have ever been. "I have had the same face for over a thousand years, so I'm guessing genetics," He smiled and I gave one in return.
"Makes sense I guess. Ok, the next question is," I was too embarrassed to look at him and looked down practically asking my hands instead of Eric, "is this real? I mean do you feel anything? You know, do you actually like me and not just because someone told us we were soul blood bonds to each other? Am I the only one who wants to hold hands, and lay next to each other, go on long walks on the beach, and stuff like that? Eric I really can't hide theses feelings I have towards you anymore," I sighed and a tear ran down my cheek and fell into my hands.
"Violet," Eric whispered huskily to me while lifting up my chin to wipe the tear away, "you are not the only one. In truth I have tried to stop my feelings for you, but I too can not hide them any longer. Out of respect for you I will take it slow, but I know you can feel my feelings when I'm around you," He grinned at the last part and I lightly chuckled.
"I have one last question, but I'm sure I'll think of plenty later," I joked and Eric caressed my cheek ushering me to go on. "Will you kiss me?" I asked and bit my lip while looking into his eyes for some kind of answer.
"I would be more than happy to," Eric responded and cupped my face gently in both of his strong hands while I placed mine on his muscled chest.
He brought his lips down and just barely brushed mine. My heart began to race and my hands gripped the front of his black tank top a little lighter. As he looked into my eyes one last time he smiled that cunning grin at me. I couldn't help but give a small smile back and then before I knew it his lips were on mine pressing lightly. It was a kiss so full of spark that I felt it go from the top of my spine to the end of my toes. It was as if my soul was shining with contentment on the inside along with the butterflies flying in my stomach.
We pulled away breathless but with smiles on both of our faces. "The first of many," Eric grinned and placed his hands on my hips.
"Oh really? What makes you so confident you'll get another kiss?" I asked while leaning back a little.
"Oh I have my ways, and you will easily give in to me," They were practically words of sex dripping from Eric's lips. If I wasn't such a sore mess I would have probably jumped him.
"Ok so I do have another question, will you sleep next to me tonight?" I asked shyly and blushed again!
"I was thinking the same thing," Eric said and picked me up into his arms.
"What are you doing? Where are we going?" I asked slightly afraid.
"My bedroom. You will now sleep in my bed with me," He said and gave me a quick kiss while heading out the door to his room.
"Ok."