: The characters in the Southern Vampire series belong to Charlaine Harris.
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It took a moment for my mind to actually process what had just happened. Before I could blink Bill was on his back, Eric towering over him. My eyes went from Eric to Bill. Eric was still trembling with rage, and Bill was lying lifeless on the floor. Before I knew what I was doing, I was on my feet and flinging myself on top of Bill. Shielding him from Eric. As if I could stop a 1000 year old vampire. Hah.
“Sookie, get out of my way.” Eric growled at me. “I should kill him for hurting you.”
“You will do no such thing Eric Northman.” I scolded him, surprising myself at the tone of my own voice. I could feel the rage building inside. Not sure if it was even my own anymore.
“Sookie, you need to move right now.” Eric said through clenched teeth.
“Only if you swear to me that you will not hurt him.”
“No harm will come to him, I give you my word.”
I hesitated, looking down at Bill. He couldn’t defend himself right now, but really what could I do if Eric really wanted to kill him, he would do it. I slowly stood up, still standing close to Bill. Why was I protecting him anyway?
“Sookie, tell me what is going on here.” Eric demanded.
Wait a minute, why was Eric even here? How did he know where I was? I know I told him I was going to talk to Bill, but Eric should have been on his way back to Shreveport by now. I needed some answers.
“No Eric, first you need to explain to me what the hell you are doing here? Barging in here, knocking Bill out like that, like you own me?” I was seething.
“Sookie, he was hurting you, was he not?”
“That’s none of your concern.” I shot back at him, anger still in my voice.
“My lover, that is where you are wrong, it does concern me, more than you could possibly know.”
“What the hell are you talking about?” I yelled at him, I couldn’t contain myself any more.
“Dear one, do you really want to have this conversation here?” He asked, his voice husky, his blue eyes blazing. He stepped closer to me and placed his hand on my cheek.
“Lover, if you wish to do this here, I will oblige you, but Bill will be regaining consciousness soon, and I don’t think this is a conversation to have while others are present.”
My eyes shifted from Eric to Bill, who was beginning to stir. I knew Eric was right, as much as I wanted answers here and now, it would have to wait. Eric had pulled me closer to him, and I couldn’t help but sink into his embrace and sigh with contentment.
“My lover, I will see you tomorrow evening, and we will discuss these matters further.” He breathed into my ear. His cool breath sending chills down my spine.
I nodded, unable to speak, words caught in my throat. How could such simple words, make me feel this way, I wasn’t his lover anymore. Did I even want to be?
“Do not fret over this, dear one. We will sort things out soon enough.” Eric kissed me lightly on top of my head, and before I even had time to process his words, he was gone. It was almost as if he had known what I was feeling. That wasn’t possible was it? I heard Bill grunt and snapped out of it.
Running over to him, I knelt down beside him and put my hand on his arm.
“Bill, are you ok?” I asked. He was up on his feet before I knew it, giving me my answer.
“Where is he? When I find him, I will kill him.” The words came through clenched teeth.
I stepped in front of him, placing my hands on his shoulder and looking him in the eyes. Bill instinctively wrapped his arms around my waist and brought me to him. I wasn’t looking into angry eyes, but wide apologetic eyes, begging me for forgiveness.
“Sookie, I am so sorry, I have no control over my temper when it comes to you. I want you for my own and knowing that there is even a possibility that you could be...”
“Shhh…Bill, I don’t need to hear another apology from you.”
I had to cut him off for fear that I may finally give in to him. That I might finally forgive him for all that he had done to me. I knew he didn’t want to hurt me, but I also knew that things would never be the same between us, that I would never be “his” again, as he liked to put it, but he would always love me. In that moment I knew that he truly was sorry for the things he had done. I could see in his eyes that he knew this too. My arms laced up around his neck and we held each other, not wanting to let go, both knowing this was the last time we would hold one another this way, neither of us wanting to say a word for fear of ruining this perfect moment.
I was the first to break the embrace. I leaned up and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Letting my lips linger just a moment longer that that should have. I could swear I heard him draw in his breath, but that was silly, vampires don’t breathe.
I knew I could not hold my tears much longer, I was letting go of a part of my life that had been so important to me, so significant on the path my life was heading. I squeezed my eyes tightly trying to hold back my tears, not wanting him to see me cry, though he had so many times before. Before he had a chance to say anything, the chance to convince me to stay, I turned and ran out the damaged front door, and across the cemetery, back to my house, running faster that I thought possible.
I reached the clearing and flung open my back door, slamming it with such force; I thought it would shatter into a million pieces. I just stared at the door for a moment, now knowing what I expected. Did I expect Bill to coming running after me, throwing the door of the hinges and claiming his undying love for me? He didn’t. I turned around to head to my room, to hide under my covers, and cry myself to sleep. But I couldn’t move, I sank to the floor my back against the door. Still nothing, I was alone again. Crazy Sookie Stackhouse, all alone. I let the tears run down my face and drip onto the floor, not even bothering to wipe them away. I had finally found the closure I had been looking for so long.