Deadly Intentions: Chapter 18

I was so angry and frustrated that I wanted to scream. How dare he? Eric had abducted me without my say-so. He had carried me, unceremoniously, out to his car and dumped me into the front seat. When I had tried to open the door to get out, he had only flipped the locks on the control panel. Of course, I tried to unlock my door from my side, but he out-manoeuvred me by putting the car into gear and backing out of my driveway. I wasn’t stupid enough to jump out of a moving vehicle. I had more self-preservation and survival skills than that.

I sat in the front seat and stared out the window, with my arms crossed stubbornly in front of me, steaming. I needed to work out a plan to get away from him as soon as we reached Shreveport, I thought. The only problem was that Eric was smart. Everything that I had thrown at him so far he knew ahead of time. That was okay, I thought, I would only have to be smarter.

“Stop pouting,” Eric spoke from his side of the car. “And you know that it is impossible for you to give me the silent treatment. I can hear your thoughts, remember?” he reminded me.

Right. I had forgotten about that. I stubbornly remained silent. Instead, I thought of all of the things that I resented him for. It was strange…I couldn’t think of anything really.

I wanted him to know that he couldn’t get away with manhandling me. “You are barbaric,” I complained. “Didn’t your mother teach you better?”

Eric didn’t say anything, but he laughed. I glared over at him from the passenger side of the vehicle.

After a few minutes of driving, I began to see what he was laughing about. It did seem funny now, the way that he had tossed me over his shoulder and made off with me like I was a giant sack of potatoes. My anger was beginning to subside. I also began to see that he was only doing what he had always done, which was to look out for me and to protect me. My anger evaporated.

Maybe a stay in Shreveport might be better for me? I thought to myself. Who better to protect me from a stalker than Eric the Viking vampire? Suddenly, I couldn’t remember why I had been so against staying at his house. He owned a very nice home in a nice and safe neighborhood. His housekeeper was a sweet lady, who made scrumptious desserts. It was the kind of setting that social services would look at and see that it would be a safe and warm environment for Hunter. The only dark side to the situation was the fact that Bobby hated my guts. I realized that I had to tell Eric about Bobby’s harsh words to me. We couldn’t have Bobby messing with the adoption proceedings.

“Um…”I began hesitantly. “Eric?” I asked curiously.

“She speaks!” He turned towards me, grinning arrogantly. “I can see that you are now over your anger at my kidnapping you. Does this mean that you are speaking to me again?” He asked with a grin on his face.

“You were right,” I sighed. “I guess I’ve been acting immature and stupid. I know that you’re only looking out for me and you can’t do that when you have businesses to run. I’m sorry for being so stubborn. I’m acting like I’m someone who is Hunter’s age. I feel ashamed and embarrassed. What do you see in me?” I cried and, not for the first time, the little voice inside of me wondered.

Eric shrugged his shoulders. “You are special. You care. You make me laugh. You make me feel interested in the world again. There is never a dull moment when I’m around you. You make these feelings come out in me that I have never felt before.” He glanced at me curiously. “Why?”

“Nothin’,” I replied.

I didn’t know what else to say to that. I wanted to tell him about Bobby, but I found that the words wouldn’t come to me. How do you tell someone you love that a person that they trusted wanted to harm a loved one?

“You know…” Eric hesitated before continuing. “Once I get you home…I am never going to let you go again.”

My heart flipped-flopped in my chest after hearing those words. I wished that he wouldn’t let me go either, but my home was back in Bon Temps and I really liked to work as a barmaid. I wished that things could be different-that I was different. I was just so used to being on my own…I had only counted on myself for the littlest of things for a long time now. I wasn’t sure if I was ready to give up my independence as well as the fact that I was still discovering things about myself that I hadn’t known before.

“You are quiet,” Eric commented towards me. His eyes remained on the road. “Your thoughts are in a tangled mess inside your head.” He waited patiently for me to reply.

“It’s…Bobby,” I sighed. “He’s not going to like the fact that I’m staying with you.”

“What do you mean?” This time Eric looked over at me with a startled expression on his face.

I figured that since I mentioned Bobby’s name that I may as well get it over and done. “He…threatened me. He told me that I’m not good enough for you and that he would make sure that we won’t last.”

Eric growled and frowned. “That…human,” he spoke as if the word was repulsive. Which it probably was true to Eric because he had always looked down on humans. “When was this? Why did you not say anything sooner?”

“Eric,” I tried to placate him. Through our bond I knew that he was very close to losing control of his iron-clad temper. “He’s only trying to look out for you, that’s all. He thinks that because I’ve caused you so much trouble in the past, that I’ll only do it again.”

“What is he, my keeper?” Eric exclaimed. “No,” he shook his head. “I will talk to Bobby. I will make sure that he does not threaten you again or…there will be consequences.”

Judging from what I briefly pictured in his mind, I didn’t like those consequences; even for someone like Bobby. “Please, just leave it alone. I’m sure that he’s just protecting you, like you protect me. It will all blow over once we get this adoption out of the way and my stalker locked away in prison. Don’t worry about it…” I waved it off, hoping to calm him down.

“No, I will not,” Eric replied. “You are my bonded. My lover. I will not have anybody disrespecting you, even if they are employed by me. I will make sure that he understands where you and I stand and not to get in our way.”

I sighed. It was no use. I felt guilty already for what Bobby may have to go through. I suddenly wanted to forget about the whole thing and focus on something more pleasant.

I glanced down at my blanket that I had wrapped around me. I was completely naked underneath. Eric never gave me a chance to put on some clothes before leaving. I turned the heat on high because I was cold. It felt strange sitting in his car with no clothes on. I felt naked and exposed, even though I knew that I was completely covered.

“Yes, I can not wait to get you home either,” Eric spoke up suddenly. I looked towards him curiously. “I keep picturing you naked underneath,” he explained. “It is taking all of my self-control to not pull over, stop the car and ravish you, right here and now.”

My heart raced at the thought. In my limited experience, I had never had sex in a car before. Almost, but not quite.

“Unless…” Eric paused, then looked towards me hopefully, with his eyebrow raised.

I could definitely picture us laid out on the hood of his car. We wouldn’t fit inside since there wasn’t very much room. I felt moisture pool in between my thighs at the thought of it.

I looked over at him. Did I mention that he was naked too? He was rubbing himself. I suddenly wanted to touch his gracious plenty. “Yes,” I agreed, as I realized how aroused I was from watching him.

Eric pulled the car over on the side of the road. Since it was an interstate, we would be crazy to actually do it there.

“Um…not here…it’s too much out in the open and too much traffic,” I pleaded. I couldn’t believe that me…Sookie Stackhouse, was really going to be doing this. My heart raced and I couldn’t breathe. But I was excited in a way that I have never been before. I must be crazy, I thought.

Eric grinned, then put the car in gear. He drove it until he found an exit and turned off. We found a quiet little lane just off of the highway, not far from the interstate. We were in the middle of nowhere and in a forest. Eric was out of the car and had the passenger door opened before I could blink. He grabbed me by the arm and pulled me out of the car, the blanket left behind.

He manoeuvred me so that the backs of my thighs were pressed up against the front bumper and laid me down on top of the hood. He leaned over me and began kissing me. The cool air made my nipples pucker. He kissed and licked those. I felt him pressed up against me. That cool, hard, huge length of him. He didn’t have to spread my thighs, I spread them myself. I wanted him inside me right at that moment.

Just before he drove inside me, he stared down at me and leaned on the hood of the car. “My lover,” he moaned, just before he entered me. Then he started to move inside me. Oh God, yes! I didn’t even feel the cool air anymore, I was so hot for him. He bit my neck, taking blood from me, which made me climax sooner than I had planned to. It didn’t matter though. He kept driving himself inside me until I came once again. He was relentless. Stars exploded behind my eyelids. I didn’t think that I’d ever recover.

He lifted his head, then looked at me. “Remember the orgy?” he asked, curiously.

I nodded my head. Do you really think that I would be able to speak? I was still trying to recover.

“I wanted to do that with you then,” he explained. “Too bad Bill interrupted us, I think that I might have been able to convince you.” He grinned.

“Yeah, right,” I scoffed. “I had already refused when Bill showed up.”

“But you were already mine…even when you were with Bill. I knew it as soon as I met you. You will always be mine. From now on until the day you will eventually leave me.”

I couldn’t see that day coming, as of at that moment. He could have been talking about the day that I died for all I knew. I would be old and gray and he would still look the same as he did today. For the first time, I wondered if what we had might be worth turning into a vampire for. Most vampire relationships, especially maker and child, lasted only a millisecond. I wondered if what Eric and I had could ever turn out to be the one exception, but I didn’t want to chance it. I loved him too much as it is, I didn’t think that I would ever get over him if we decided to break up.

“Come, we must go.”

Eric helped me back into the car and we took off towards Shreveport and his home.

When we got there, the house was dark. I knew that Eric could see without any problem because he was a vampire. He parked his Corvette in the garage and we entered the house. Eric stopped, after we had entered the house, as if he had heard something strange.

“What is it?” I whispered, peering around behind him.

We waited a moment in silence, while Eric listened to some noise that my human ears couldn’t pick up.

“Come, it must have been the next door neighbors,” he motioned for me to enter the house behind him. “You are safe here.”

We entered the house and Eric was kind enough to turn on some lights for me. I stood there, wondering what we were going to do now. I couldn’t help it, I yawned. It was very late at night and I’d had a very long day.

“Lover, you should go to bed. You are tired,” he told me softly. He escorted me up the stairs to his bedroom, where we both climbed into his bed. He laid down next to me and placed his hand on my stomach. “I will stay with you until you fall asleep.”

I closed my eyes and it was lights out, Sookie.

Later that morning, I woke up. It was dark in the bedroom and Eric was laying next to me. He was in his daytime sleep. I watched him sleep for awhile, studying his facial features and the way his long hair spread across his pillow. Even in his death-like state, he looked like every woman’s fantasy. I sighed, dreamily.

I showered, dressed and headed downstairs. Bella was in the kitchen humming away.

“Morning Bella,” I greeted her cheerfully.

“Goodness me!” She exclaimed, then placed her hand on her chest. “That’s two times now that you’ve startled me. What are you doing here?” She wondered.

“I’m staying with Eric until a situation that I have at home is resolved,” I explained. “I hope that’s okay.”

Bella came over to me and gave me a warm hug. “Oh, you sweet thing. Of course it’s okay. It’s the master’s wishes and I have no say in who he invites into his home. Would you like some coffee? I have some made,” she offered.

“Sure.”

She poured me a cup and handed it to me. I took it gratefully. She was studying me while I drank. “Would you like me to brew another pot?” She asked.

“No, thank you, ma’am,” I replied, hoping to not inconvenience her. “Just go back to whatever it was that you were doing and pretend that I’m not even here,” I suggested to her.

Bella got busy doing her household chores, while I went into Eric’s library to find a good book. I always liked to read and I knew that Eric had an amazing collection. I found a book and sat down in a comfortable chair. The day flew right by me. Before I knew it, I could feel that Eric was waking up.

I put my book down and headed upstairs to greet him.

“Morning, lover,” Eric grinned, devilishly. “Would you care to join me?” He was laying on the bed, in a dishevelled state, naked and fully aroused.

What he meant by that was, would I like to join him in bed for a round of hot sex? How could I say no? I climbed into bed with him where he proceeded to make sweet love to me.

I curled up against him when it was over. I was so happy and content, that I didn’t want this feeling to ever end. “What are your plans tonight?” I asked him, curiously.

“I was planning on going into Fangtasia. I have not been there for a few days and I have to check up on a few things.”

“Can I come with you?” I asked, hopefully. While the book that I was reading was really good, I was bored without Eric. I needed to do something. I wasn’t the type to just laze around and do nothing. “I could help serve customers if you want,” I offered.

Eric tensed next to me in bed. I could feel that whatever he had to check on, he didn’t want me anywhere near. “Why do you not find a show to watch on TV?” He suggested. “I will not be gone long.”

I frowned, wondering what it was that Eric wasn’t telling me. “Is there a problem there that you have to fix?” I asked, curiously. “That you don’t want me knowing about?” I studied him while I tried to read his thoughts, which he’d purposely hid from me. “Okay,” I sighed, resigned to my fate. “But you know…when I’m bored, I tend to do awful things,” I teased.

“What kind of things?” Eric asked, curiously.

“Oh…like rearrange furniture…snoop through files…hide things. That kind of thing,” I shrugged. I didn’t really do those things when I was bored, but Eric wouldn’t know the difference. My mind was closed off from his now too, so that he wouldn’t figure out that I was fibbing. I really wanted to get out of the house, even if I knew that Eric would be working. I was so used to human contact while working in the bar, that one whole day in Eric’s house had seemed like an eternity. I needed to get out of the house. I would not make a good stay at home mom, I thought.

“Okay,” he relented. “Let’s get up and get ready.”

We made quite the spectacle when we walked into Fangtasia. All of Eric’s employees and patrons alike were staring at us. I glanced around behind me, checking to see if they were watching someone else behind us. Nope, they were not. They were looking right at me.

Eric was greeted by varying versions of, “evening boss”, “how are you boss?” And “when you have a moment, I have something to run by you.”

Only Pam came over and greeted me with a warm smile and a hug. I backed out of her arms with a curious expression on my face. “Is it always like that?” I asked, motioning towards Eric, who was heading towards his office door.

“Sometimes,” Pam answered. She reached for my left hand, lifted it and frowned, then dropped it again. “Huh.”

“What, huh?” I asked, curious by her actions. Had Eric told Pam about his plans?

“I had hoped that Eric may have-never mind,” Pam waved it off. She ushered me over to Eric’s table in front of the room. “What are you having tonight?” She asked.

I ordered my usual, but not before asking her once again about her comment. Pam waved it off again. “It is nothing. I will bring you your drink while you wait for Eric to deal with business.” Pam marched off towards the bar.

I looked around Fangtasia, listening in on peoples’ thoughts. Sex, sex, sex, was the thought uppermost in peoples’ minds. There was one glaring thought that seemed to stand out more than the rest. I focused in on it intently.

We have to move this shit. Shit, the owner came in. He’s ruthless and scary. I hope he doesn’t find out about me. Those girls sitting over there might be able help me unload this shit. They look like fangbangers. Shit, here he comes! Don’t make eye contact. Don’t let him notice you.

Eric sat down next to me at that moment, so I knew immediately who the person meant. Eric took my hand in his and took a sip of the Tru Blood that one of his waitresses had handed him.

Shit, shit, shit! Now, how am I going to move this shit? He’s staring at me, he knows that I’m selling it. I know it!

I wanted to forget about the persons’ thoughts. Instead, I turned to Eric. “Did you get your work done? That was quick.”

“Not all of it, but I could feel that you were curiously scared about something. What is it? Did one of the patrons hit on you?” He asked, full of concern.

I had my mind closed off from his, to protect him. I wanted to wait until I had organized my thoughts. I had no clue what they all meant, that was why he didn’t already know about the voice that I’d heard.

“No,” I shook my head. “I just…it’s over now. I think I’m always scared when you’re not around.” I squeezed his hand in mine. It felt like a cold, stone sculpture, but I was still able to feel comforted by it in mine. “You should get back to work so that we can dance.” I tried giving him some incentive.

“Yes,” Eric nodded his head, then stood up. He leaned over me and gave me a kiss. “I will hurry. I love dancing with you.”

Eric hurried back to his office, which in and of itself was unusual. He seemed almost happy, I thought. I grinned, knowing that I had something to do with it.

Pam sauntered over once Eric had disappeared into his office. “He seems like a little boy,” she drawled, casually. “What did you promise him? Sex on his desk?” She teased.

I knew that she was teasing, but still I blushed. “Pam!” I exclaimed. I looked around, hoping that nobody else had heard her. “It’s not like that…he just wanted to get stuff done so that we could dance.”

Pam snickered. “Same thing, in my opinion.” She gazed around the bar, making sure that the waitresses were doing their job. After asking if I wanted another drink, which I didn’t, she sauntered off once again.

I gazed around too, hoping that I could hear that persons’ mind again. Every person that I gazed at seemed to be having a great time. One by one, I eliminated each one until I heard that voice again in my head.

That must be his fangbanger girlfriend. Look at how she’s sitting there watching us. Thinking she’s better than us. She thinks that she can get away with shit just because she’s banging a vamp, when I know better. She’s nothing but a crazy two-bit whore. I know, because I’ve seen her in action. She’s nothing but a no-good barmaid with big boobs and blonde hair. That must have been how she landed the vamp, by promising him her blood and allowing him to cop a feel.

I sat there horrified by what I had heard. My face didn’t show it though. I was used to hiding my thoughts. I plastered on a smile on my face, hoping to drown out any more thoughts. It didn’t help though. I heard him once again.

Yeah, I’ll wait until she leaves before I do it. Maybe I could plant the shit on her? She would be the last person that he would suspect. The only problem is…what if he’s with her? I need to come up with a Plan B.

I was so scared after hearing the person’s thoughts, that I didn’t know what to do. I stood up and raced into Eric’s office without knocking.

“Sookie, what on earth?” Eric asked, startled to see me there.

“Come, we have no time. You and me have to get out of here.” I pleaded with him. I raced around his desk and tried getting him to move.

“Sookie?” Eric repeated.

“I’ll explain later…” I told him, refusing to budge.

“So, this is your bonded that I have heard so much about.” I heard a voice from behind me, say.

I turned around and gasped.

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