Deadly Memories: Chapter 7

I hadn’t been sure how long I’d been there, it could’ve been days, weeks, or even months. The extreme boredom that I felt almost made it feel like years. I was beginning to lose faith; in Eric, my friends, Jason, and even myself. The good news was that I was no longer being tied down to the bed. I could walk around freely in the basement.

I would often pace back and forth. Why hasn’t anybody found me yet? I wondered, disappointed that I was still there. Many questions remained in my mind, with no answers.

I’ve had to meet with Dimitri a number of times now. Every time, he left me more confused than ever. Was he still trying to use me as bait for Eric? What were his plans for me? Would I make it out of this alive? I was beginning to lose hope that Eric would be able to find me. Dimitri seemed overjoyed that our blood-bond wasn’t as strong as it should be or as I thought it had been.

It disappointed me. I thought that the whole purpose of the bond was to be able to have a connection that couldn’t be broken? Maybe I should’ve followed my instincts and gone to visit Eric, like a part of me had wanted to do? But I’d been too afraid.

What now? Would Eric ever be able to find me? What about Bubba? I hadn’t seen or heard from him since the night I’d been kidnapped. I hoped he was okay.

Dimitri showed up not too long after I had woken up. He was full of cheer. No doubt, he was probably the only one who was enjoying any of this, I thought to myself. He greeted me, as if we were old friends who had met for coffee or something.

“Good morning, my dear,” Dimitri grinned down at me. “How did you sleep?”

First of all, I hated it when he called me, my dear. Secondly, how well was I supposed to sleep? All I did was sleep. There wasn’t very much to do for entertainment in the basement. Maybe I should suggest something to help past the time? But I didn’t want him to know that I was losing hope. Not just yet.

“Okay, I guess,” I replied, watching his form in the darkness. He looked like he had good news to share with me. Which meant that I would think that it of it as bad. I waited, patiently, knowing that he would share it when he was good and ready.

“I’m having a party,” he went on to explain,” not a big party, but I thought that I’d re-introduce myself to vampire society.” He looked at me, as if wondering if I would be okay with it.

Like I had any choice in the matter? “Okay…” I replied, not sure as to what to say. So, Dimitri wanted to be apart of society once again. It didn’t make a difference to me, unless…no, I wouldn’t let myself think it. It would only bring my hopes back up once again.

“You, my dear, will be the guest of honor. I think that everyone would be very interested in meeting you.” Dimitri went on to explain.

Now I could see what he was getting at. If I were his guest of honor, it would put a crimp in how the vamps saw me as Eric’s. I wasn’t happy at the prospect. Eric and Bill had been always made it known that I was theirs. If I didn’t have one or the other to protect me, there would be no telling what would have happened to me. I became increasingly scared. I didn’t want to be at this party, even though I was extremely bored, I would prefer to die from boredom than to be put at the mercy of the vamps.

“I’ve still got to send out the invites, but I figured that you would need a new dress.” The big man who fed me and would tie me to the bed came down the stairs, carrying a garment bag in his hands. “Here is your dress that you will wear to the party. Let me know if it fits.”

With that, Dimitri and his man left me alone with the garment bag, draped over the bed. Slowly, I walked over to the garment bag to see what the dress he had picked out looked like. Funny thing was, I wouldn’t be able to see it because there were no lights on in the basement. Dimitri must’ve forgotten that I was a human.

I tried it on anyways, stumbling my way, while doing up the zipper in the back. I couldn’t get it up all the way, but I could still tell that it fit me okay. I wished that I could see it, but figured that since this was a party that I didn’t want to go to…that it wouldn’t matter to me what I looked like.

I could hear the song, It’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to… singing in my head. What a perfect song for the crappiest party. I somehow knew that I wouldn’t enjoy myself. I wasn’t looking forward to it at all.

Eric was talking to one of his vampire contacts over the phone. “I don’t care what I have to do, I’m going to get her back,” he yelled, angrily over the phone. “No, you listen! You find her or who’s responsible or I’ll stake you where you stand!” He slammed the phone down on the desk, the phone shattering into many pieces.

He was angry and frustrated. Every clue that he had, led him to another dead end. Whenever he had to deal with his increasingly incompetent contacts, it was one of the few times that he appeared full of life. Most of the time, he was despondent and unresponsive.

“Come in,” he called, when he heard Pam knock on his office door. He put away some pictures that he’d been gazing at before his contact had called. They were pictures of Sookie posing with Claude. It was a romantic kind of pose, that belonged on the covers of romance novels. Sookie looked amazing in them. If he didn’t know any better, he would’ve been extremely jealous of Claude because he had been able to pose with her like that. He always took them out from time to time, so that he could once again fantasize about her.

Eric had reopened Fangtasia after a few days of investigating. So far, he hadn’t found anything. Not a clue as to who had taken her. But he wanted to keep Fangtasia open because he needed to keep his mind off of things.

Sure enough, Sam and the witches had filed a missing person’s report. The police were busy investigating too, but they hadn’t found anything yet either.

Eric was trying to keep a level head, which was very hard to do. In the back of his mind, he was going crazy with worry. His bond was still being tampered with. He could feel it every time he thought that he might be able to sense that he was getting closer…something happened to throw him off his scent. He was increasingly getting discouraged.

Pam and his employees had learned, the hard way, that he wasn’t in the mood for anything. He usually kept to his office, because he didn’t want to scare customers away. He hadn’t had an ounce of blood in awhile now and he was beginning to get hungry. True Blood wasn’t enough for him. He needed real blood.

Pam entered his office, hesitantly. “Eric? There’s someone here who wants to see you,” she explained, peering her head into his office through a partially closed door. “Should I send him in?” she asked.

Pam had been walking on eggshells around Eric for awhile now. She knew that he was going crazy with worry over Sookie. She’d been trying to keep Eric away from things that would make him crazier, if that was remotely possible.

“Who is it?” Eric demanded, impatiently. He had lost all his charm long ago. He was irritable with everybody it seemed.

Pam shrugged. “He says he knows you and that you and he go way back,” she replied, curiously. She had never met this vamp before. She was sure that she would have remembered him, if she had. “Should I send him in?” she repeated.

Eric sighed. He hoped that whomever it was, it was a contact with information as to Sookie’s whereabouts. “Okay, send him in,” he waved his hand, motioning for Pam to let his visitor in.

A vamp walked in, wearing a long black velvet robe, grinning at Eric as soon as he entered. “Hello, Eric,” he greeted him.

Eric looked up at his visitor. He stared at him, surprised to see him. “Well, well, well,” he replied. “What brings you by here? I thought that you thought all of us American vampires were heathens?” Eric pointed out.

“No, no,” the vampire shook his head. “I’m here on business and thought that I’d stop in,” he explained.

Eric wondered what kind of business it was, this vamp wasn’t the kind to just stop in. “Oh?” Eric asked, curiously interested. “What kind of business are you up to these days?”

The vampire waved his hand, as if it were unimportant. “Oh…a little of this…a little of that, you know how it goes. Times are often changing and we have to learn to adapt.”

Eric was surprised by his statement. This wasn’t like him at all. He knew him very well. He had known him for hundreds of years. “I see…” Eric wasn’t sure of what to say.

Pam had been standing in the office, listening to their conversation. “I’m sorry for interrupting…but who are you?” She asked, curiously. She had never seen this vampire before today. She wanted to know if he was Eric’s friend or foe. She wanted to protect her sire. Which was funny because Eric didn’t usually need protecting.

“I’m sorry, my child…” Eric looked at Pam, gaining her attention before introducing his visitor. “This is an old acquaintance of mine…let me introduce you to, Dimitri. His territory is over in Russia.” Eric explained.

Pam studied Dimitri, wondering if she should leave the two of them alone. “Is it alright if I go?” She asked, hopefully.

Eric turned to look at Dimitri. “I don’t know…is it?” he asked him, wondering the same thing himself.

“I have nothing but good news to share with you. Something exciting,” Dimitri replied back. “Not at all dangerous.”

Pam nodded her head and left the office to give them some privacy.

“What kind of exciting news do you have for me?” Eric wondered, curiously.

“Patience was never your strong suit,” Dimitri replied instead, regarding Eric as if he were studying him. “But I digress…” He paused, waiting for dramatic effect.

If there was one thing Eric knew about Dimitri, it was that he was famous for being melodramatic. He blew the simplest things out of proportions.

“And?” Eric asked, impatiently.

“I’ve moved here and I’m having a party that I want you to come to,” he explained.

“Sorry, but I’m not in the partying kind of mood. In case you don’t know, I’ve been very busy lately,” Eric tried to weasel his way out of the invitation. How could he think of attending a party when Sookie was still missing?

“Oh…but it’s very important that you be there,” Dimitri tried to convince him to join. “You have to come. It wouldn’t be the same without you.”

Eric pretended to think about it. He studied Dimitri carefully. While they had been somewhat friends over the years, they hadn’t ever been extremely close. He trusted Dimitri like he trusted Weres…not very much at all. Dimitri is up to something, I can feel it, he thought to himself.

“Why is it so important that I attend?” He wanted to know. He continued to study Dimitri, wondering what kind of game he was playing.

“Oh, because…” Dimitri shrugged his shoulders, pretending that he didn’t know, when he really did. “I have a special present for you…something that you’ve been wanting for a long time,” he replied, coyly.

Eric wasn’t sure if he wanted this present that Dimitri was offering to him. He decided to play along. “I see…and would this present…have tremendous value?” Eric asked, puzzled and very curious now.

“I think you would think it would,” Dimitri replied, vaguely. “Are you coming?” He asked, hopefully.

“I’ll let you know if I can clear my schedule,” Eric replied, just as vaguely. He didn’t want to appear like he was as curious as he was. “I’ll contact you, once I know more,” he replied.

“Good,” Dimitri nodded his head, pleased that Eric was thinking about it. “I’ll expect to hear from you soon.”

With that, Dimitri made a grand exit, through Eric’s office door, leaving Eric lost in thought.

Pam walked in shortly after Dimitri had left. “What was that all about?” She asked.

Eric sighed. “He wants me to attend a party that he’s having,” Eric explained. “He told me that he has something special to give me.”

“What are you going to do?” Pam wondered.

“I’m not sure yet,” Eric replied, still trying to figure out what Dimitri’s game was.

“I think you should go,” Pam suggested. Eric looked up at her, surprised. Pam continued on after noticing his reaction. “Ever since Sookie’s disappeared, you haven’t been yourself. You need a night to unwind and have a little fun.” She pointed out.

“Thanks for the suggestion, but it’s not really your call,” Eric replied, suddenly bitter and resentful. How could he go when Sookie was still gone? He didn’t know what has happened to her. He didn’t know if she had been hurt or worse. He was in the worse possible mood to go out partying in. “I’ll think about it, okay?” Eric could tell that Pam was going to nag him and nag him until he agreed to go. He decided that he’d get her off his back in the meantime. Who needed a wife when he had his child?

“Good,” Pam replied, pleased that he was at least thinking about it. She quickly disappeared from his office, leaving him alone with his thoughts.

I had resolved to myself that I was being forced to go. I didn’t want to go, but figured that if I happened to meet up with some vamps that I had met before, I might be able to send a message via one of the vamps to Eric. I hoped that I would recognize someone. It was my only hope.

I wondered what Eric was doing right now. Was he missing me like I was missing him? I only hoped so. I had never realized just how much I enjoying seeing him until this happened to me. No wonder, it might be the blood-bond between us, but even before our bonding I had looked forward to dealing with him. I loved his perverse flirtations. He didn’t let rejection get him down. He was like the Energizer Bunny, he kept going, and going, and going, and going…

I smiled at the thought. Eric, wearing a pink bunny costume, beating on a drum and repeating, ‘Sookie, yield to me; Sookie, yield to me…’ over and over again. Then, getting past any barriers that I put up in order to kiss me silly.

He was soooo good at it too. No wonder, he’d had a thousand years of practice, in order to master his technique.

I remembered one of the times when he’d surprised me in bed. The thought of it had aroused me tremendously, but it made me feel uncomfortable too. I had been scared. What if I was too inexperienced for him? Bill had been the furthest thing from my mind, but I’d used him as a simple excuse. I knew that Eric would respect that.

Poor Bill, to be used as a crutch, but then I thought about the reasons why he had met me to begin with…I got mad.

Eric had wanted the truth to come out, I recalled. He had known that I wasn’t going to be happy about it. The funny thing was after Bill had confessed…Eric had been wise enough to give me the space that I needed. I didn’t have to tell him to leave, he just left.

I was forever grateful to him that I didn’t have to tell him what I needed, he just knew. He could read between the lines of whatever I would explain to him, then he would proceed to give me exactly what I needed the most. How did he do that?

Now, I needed him more than I ever needed him before…he wasn’t here. It was very discouraging. Had I turned him away one too many times? That was the only plausible explanation that I could come up with. Even if he knew where I was, I was scared that it was now too little…too late.

These kinds of thoughts made me really depressed and regretful. If I had to do it all again, what would I have done differently? I wondered. Well, it was too late to be thinking about, what ifs. I needed to focus on the here and now and what I was going to do. I had a feeling that the party would be the perfect opportunity for me to make my escape. I wanted to make sure that I had everything worked out in my mind.

I began to plan…


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