Okay, there's no nookie in this one-shot. Just something I had to get out.
The first part between Bill and Sookie was inspired by "You're Not Sorry" by Taylor Swift. The part between Eric and Sookie was inspired by "I Will Be" by Leona Lewis.
I was listening to "You're Not Sorry" when I realized it is the perfect Bill and Sookie song.
Enjoy! The next one-shot will have nookie. I promise!
Bill and Sookie
It was a crystal clear summer night when he finally had the nerve to show his face at my house. I was sitting outside, staring up at the stars when I heard sound of gravel crunching under his feet. He sat down next to me on the porch steps and reached for my hand. I quickly snatched it away and gave him an icy stare.
"Sookie, we cannot continue on like this. You are mine, you must forgive me."
"I am not yours. Bill, you were hired to seduce me. You took everything and gave nothing. I could never trust you again."
"But you trust Eric?" He returned my icy glare with one of his own. I knew this was deeper than him wanting my forgiveness. He didn't want me with Eric. But I was in love with Eric. We hadn't officially told each other, but I loved him and I knew he loved me.
"Yes, I do."
"He's never betrayed me. He's always been honest about why he does things. I'm not saying he's a saint, he's far from it, but he wouldn't hurt me like you did."
"You don't know him."
"I know more about him than I do about you."
"What you know about him would fit on half a sheet of paper. He's an evil man. He didn't get to a position of power by being kind."
"This isn't about him, this is about you. You kept secrets, big ones. You could have told me before you took my virginity, before you took my heart."
"See, you do still love me."
"Not that way. And I will never trust you like I did before."
I shifted further away from him and focused my eyes on the trees. Bill reached out to touch my leg, I snapped it close to my other leg and stood up.
"I want you to let me be happy Bill. If you love me, let me be happy."
"You're not happy with him."
"I am." Bill stood up and grabbed me by arms.
"Listen to me Sookie, he doesn't love you."
"You don't know him." He shook me roughly. The way the light played on his eyes, I could almost believe he was going to cry. But I knew what stirred behind that angel face and sad eyes.
"You broke my heart. Now you want to apologize and act like it never happened?"
"I want you back Sookie. You are mine." I rolled my shoulders back and shoved him off me.
"I am not yours." Tears threatened to spill from my eyes. I refused to let him see me cry. I had done that one too many times. "I want you gone. I do not ever want to see you again."
His hand shot out for my wrist. His fingers tightened around me to the point of pain. "You're hurting me!" I tried to pull back.
"Listen to me. I am sorry, you will forgive me. You have to. You are mine." I pulled and tugged, trying to free my wrist from his. He wouldn't let go, instead he pulled me closer and held my face still. I saw his lips coming for mine.
"Please don't. Bill, please." Tears now freely flowed down my cheeks. I was scared. I never thought Bill would do this, but now he was a different man. He reminded me of the Bill I was locked in the trunk with long ago. "Bill, please don't."
He silenced me by crashing his lips against mine. It wasn't gentle, it hurt. I cried and struggled as he forced my mouth open. Suddenly, something made him jerk back. He let go of me so fast I fell to the ground.
"Sookie, oh God. I'm so sorry Sookie." I jumped up and ran into my house. Taking advantage of the fact he seemed to be stunned by his actions.
"I'm so sorry Sookie." He repeated it over again. He turned to start walking to my house.
"Bill, I rescind your invitation to my home." I looked down at his stunned face. "You're not sorry. You're not sorry at all. Leave me now. Do not ever contact me again, or I will let Eric hunt you down like he wants to."
I slammed the door and locked it. I rested my back against it and slid down. I dropped my head to my hands and sobbed.
Eric and Sookie
Before I could even gather myself from the floor, there was a light knocking on my door.
"Go away Bill."
"It's Eric." His voice carried through the door and straight to my heart. I jumped up and flung the door open. I didn't even invite him in. I ran out the door and jumped into his arms. My arms tightened around his broad shoulders. His hands slid down to my back to hold me up. My legs wrapped around his waist as I sunk my head onto his chest and cried.
"Shhh. Lover, it's okay. What's wrong?" He kept making soft shushing sounds as he rubbed my back.
"Bill came by. He kept saying I was his. He told me that I don't love you, and that you don't love me." I was sobbing in between words and undoubtedly ruining yet another of his shirts.
Eric slowly slid me down his body so I was standing in front of him. He led me into the porch light to look me over. His eyes fell to my swollen lips. I saw his fist clench in anger. As he continued visually inspecting me, he saw my wrists, which were already blue from Bill's fingers.
He gently held onto my elbows and then slid his hands down to my wrists.
"Compton did this?" I was too upset to speak. I simply nodded yes. "And this?" He lightly ran a finger tip over my lips. I nodded again.
"He tried to force you?" I could feel Eric's rage through the bond.
"Yes." My voice came out sounding tiny and frail. It was not the effect I was going for. I tried to be tough Sookie. But I just couldn't anymore. I collapsed against Eric. His hands slid around my waist to hold me up.
Eric was my rock. It was okay to be weak when he was near. He was tough enough for the both of us. I gave in to the overwhelming urge to clutch him and cry. I crinkled his shirt between my fingers, gathering up the fabric in my fists. I buried my head against his chest and let it out. I sobbed and shook in his arms.
He didn't tell me to get ahold of myself, he didn't tell me to relax, he didn't say anything. He just held on to me and let me cry. He kept one hand on my back, the other gently stroked my hair.
Once I had settled a bit he gathered me up in his arms and carried me over to the steps. He sat down on the top one and bundled me up on his lap. He kept his arms wrapped around me as my tears slowed. He held my wrists up and gently kiss them, as if he could kiss the pain away. His thumbs brushed over the finger shaped blue spots.
He slid one finger under my chin and lifted my head to look at him.
"Sookie, never let Compton convince you that I don't love you. I don't think he realizes how far I'd go to prove my love to you." Eric leaned his head forward and pressed a kiss to my forehead. He turned his head slightly to lay his cheek against my head.
For a brief moment my heart thudded to a stop in my chest. He loved me, he finally admitted it.
"Say it again, Eric."
"I love you, Sookie." Tears dripped down my face as my heart started beating again. There was an indescribable tightness in my chest. It wasn't the pain of love lost, like it had been with Bill. This was the grip of love found. My love for Eric.
"I love you too, Eric."
"You are tired, dear one. Let's get you into a bath, and then bed." He looked down at me with those big blue eyes. He wanted to take care of me. This big viking vampire wanted to take care of me.
"Will you stay with me?" I didn't want him to leave me, ever.
"Always." Eric stood and carried me into the house. He whispered soft words of love to me the whole night.
I awoke the next morning to a note on the bedside table.
I smiled. He called me Love, not Lover. I held the note close to my chest. I went to the small hidey hole that had been placed in the house so long ago. I saw the rug moved out of the way. I rested my hand on top of it and whispered 'I love you' to my viking.
I went down the stairs and out to check the mail. I had managed to sleep until late afternoon, surely it would be here by now.
I slid on flip flops and ran out to the mailbox.
On the way back I flipped through the mail. Mostly bills, but there was one in an unmarked envelope. I opened it on my way inside. My eyes went wide when I saw who it was from.
I watched you both from the woods last night. You're right, he does love you. But that does not mean I will give up.
I shuddered and sat the note aside. I'd show Eric later and let him deal with it. I curled up on the sofa with a good movie. Before I was even 10 minutes into it, I was back asleep.
Dreaming of my viking.