Finding My Own Way | By : TammyDevil666 Category: S through Z > Southern Vampire Views: 1812 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 2
“It was so embarrassing, Ames. He probably thought I was some stalker. I go over there and basically do nothing but ogle him, then I look through his personal photos. He’ll never talk to me again.”
Amelia Broadway placed a calming hand on her friend’s arm. “I’m sure it’s not as bad as you think, but maybe this is for the best. Eric sounds like he comes with a lot of baggage. Do you think that picture was of the wife and kid? I heard he chopped them into tiny pieces and buried the body parts where no one could ever find them.”
Sookie rolled her eyes. “Not you, too, I thought you of all people wouldn’t believe those rumors. He seems like a nice man, from the little time I spent with him. You didn’t see that picture, the way he was holding that little girl, there was nothing but love. It’s all in the eyes, and I don’t care what anyone says, there is no way he could have killed them. Maybe he just went through a bad divorce, I’m sure it’s not as serious as everyone’s making it out to be.”
Amelia agreed. “Don’t look now, but your former boy toy has just arrived. Let him down gently, okay? No, scratch that, make it hurt. I never did like the douche.”
Sookie took in a deep breath, heading over to the table where Bill Compton was waiting on her. “Hey, what are you doing here?”
“You said you wanted to talk.”
She nodded. “Yes, but not right now, I’m working. I was going to come to your house later.”
Bill let out a sigh. “Just say what you need to, Sookie. I’m not about to wait around at my house when I know you plan on breaking up with me.”
Sookie sat down across from him. “What makes you say that?”
“You’ve been distant lately, and you said we needed to talk. Nothing good ever follows that.”
“I’m sorry, Bill, but you had to know things weren’t working out. We loved each other once, but it just hasn’t been the same since high school. We want too many different things,” she explained.
He scowled at her, and with a nod, stood up. “Fine, we’ll go our separate ways, but I guarantee you’ll end up regretting it. There isn’t anyone in this town willing to put up with you like I have. I should get a fucking medal for all the shit I’ve had to deal with, but this couldn’t have come at a better time. Since we’re no longer together, I can now tell you that I’ve been seeing Lorena on the side. She gives me everything I could want. Let’s face it, sweetheart, you’re a bit lacking in that department. I hope you have a nice life,” Bill spat, storming out of the bar.
Sookie was stunned, tears forming in her eyes at his hurtful words. How could things have gone so wrong? She broke up with him in the nicest way possible, and all he did was make her feel awful for it. That was not the same man Sookie fell in love with, he was an entirely different person to her now.
“Fucker, are you okay, Sook?”
She wiped her eyes, gazing up at her boss and good friend, Sam Merlotte. “Yeah, I’m fine.”
Sam sat down, taking one of her hands in his. “I promise you, that bastard won’t be allowed in here again. He just wanted to cause a scene and make you look bad, that’s why he chose to talk here instead of at his place. Some guys just can’t handle rejection.”
Sookie figured that out, but it didn’t make her feel any better.
“You can take your break now if you want.”
She nodded, smiling when he got up to head back to his office. Sam was always good to her, but they just didn’t have that kind of relationship. In some ways, Sookie wished she was more attracted to him. He would be the perfect man for her to get involved with, but they were just better at being friends. The one date they went on left both of them feeling very awkward afterward. She’d been working at Merlotte’s Bar and Grill since she was nineteen, Sam would normally have not hired you unless you were over twenty-one, but he must have seen something in her. She was just recently out of high school, and very desperate for a job since her grandmother passed away. Sookie always figured Sam gave her a chance out of pity, but it was the best thing that could have happened to her. She was almost twenty-three now.
The room suddenly grew very quiet as Sookie turned to the entrance, her eyes widening when Eric Northman walked in. As far as she knew, that was the first time he’d ever been inside the bar. She noticed him sit at one of her tables, figuring this would be the perfect opportunity for her to try talking to him again, at least to apologize for what happened the other day at his house. Grabbing her notepad, she stood up and made her way over to his table, putting on a smile. “Hi, welcome to Merlotte’s, what can I get you?”
Eric glanced up at the cheery voice, not surprised in the slightest to see her there. “What do you recommend?”
“Oh, our turkey burgers are to die for, the best in town. It comes with everything on it, but I could put whatever you like. It also comes with a plate of our homemade steak fries.”
He nodded. “I’ll take your word for it. Could I get a black coffee with that?”
Sookie nodded eagerly, making a note of his order. “Sure can, would you like anything else?”
“No, that should hold me for now.”
Sookie took his menu, gracing him with one more smile before heading back to the kitchen. “One turkey burger with everything on it,” she told Lafayette, the head chef, and then went to get his beverage. The pot wasn’t on as no one tended to make a habit of ordering coffee at night, but she was willing to get him anything he desired.
“I think he’s the stalker now,” Amelia claimed.
Sookie looked up at her in confusion. “What do you mean?”
The brunette shrugged. “It’s obvious he knew you worked here, and from what you told me, that topic didn’t come up in the little conversation you two had. He so wants to get in your pants.”
She rolled her eyes, but there was a hint of a smile on her face. “I really doubt that, it’s just a coincidence.”
“Well, I would be careful. A guy like that could probably go for hours.”
Sookie blushed, taking Eric his coffee and deciding that now would be the best time to have a talk with him. “I’m very sorry for what happened earlier, I didn’t mean to be so nosy. I can get like that sometimes, but I promise that I’m completely harmless.”
He smiled; taking a sip of his coffee and putting it back down on the table. “No, I should be apologizing. I get a little touchy sometimes about my stuff, but I shouldn’t have taken it out on you. That’s why I’m here; I heard that you worked here and guess I was a little impatient to wait for you to return home. It’s no secret that I already have a bit of a reputation, but I didn’t want to be known as the guy who bites the head off of the neighbors for no reason. It was very kind of you to stop by, and those cookies were delicious.”
She smiled as well, beyond relieved to hear that. “I’m glad you liked them, it was my grandmother’s recipe.”
“Order’s up!” Lafayette called from the back.
“I’ll go get your burger now,” Sookie told him, and with another smile firmly in place, headed back to the kitchen to do just that.
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