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The Distant Blue	By : camp30 Category: S through Z > Southern Vampire Views: 15171 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not own or have any rights to the Southern Vampire novels, they are the sole property of Charlaine Harris! I do not make any money from this Fiction!

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We all turned our heads as the three locks were undone by someone. “That’s Miguel,” Eric said getting up to greet him.
A giant man who looked like he could be related to Alcide entered. His hair was thick black curls and his eyes were a spooky shade of yellow. He looked like Satan on a day trip to Louisiana. “Hey,” he said to my rapists. His voice was like Antonio Banderas’s, European or South American I guessed.
His cat eyes pinned me immediately. “Nice work, I meant to stop by sooner to see her,” he came fully into the room and I noticed he wore an expensive looking black suit with a black undershirt. He took off his jacket and to my surprise I saw he was wearing a wife beater in the same shade.
He saw the baggies on the table and smiled. He moved like a tiger in the jungle, he was that graceful, that predatory. He stopped before me and crouched down peering into my face. “Her eyes are remarkable,” he reached for my face and I cringed back.
He glanced over to Eric “May I?”
My blonde rapist nodded. And then Miguel slapped me hard across the mouth. A copper taste filled my mouth. “Where’s Stellen?”
Miguel patted my cheek and stood before replying. “He’s tied up at the moment,” a little smile played across his full mouth as if he’d made a pun.
“Why is it so quiet in here?” he asked sitting next to Anton.
“Sookie is sick of hearing music all the time,” Anton supplied.
“And how are things with you Anton?” he asked with real affection.
An air of evil wafted from their mentor so palatably that it made my heart seize up.
Anton shrugged and glanced at me with a strange expression. “Good I guess, things have been boring until recently,” again his eyes went to me.
Miguel saw his eyes go to me and he smirked. “Getting a crush on their slave?”
Anton blushed and looked away. He didn’t even bother denying it. Eric scowled at him and I tensed thinking of James. I sort had taken a liking to Anton oddly enough and didn’t want to see his brains fly around me.
Eric strolled over to him and looked down at him with a dark expression. “Keep a leash on him,” he said glaring over at Alcide.
“Eric chill out,” Alcide said softly. “He can’t help it, she’s cool, athletic and beautiful,” he added.
Now it was my turn to blush. A long silence came over us all. Eric turned slowly towards his lover and smacked him, hard. “Don’t ever fucking tell me what to do,” he snarled growing pale and he started shaking. It had never occurred to me that Eric would ever hit him.
He recovered himself at the last second. Alcide didn’t look surprised at the blow, merely hurt mentally. “OK I won’t,” he muttered touching his cheek.
An awkward moment followed until Eric let out a long sigh and sat in the dumpy looking recliner and lit a Marlboro. Miguel reached into his suit jacket and brought out a strange looking cigarette and lit it. Smoke filled the air and it disgusted me but I said nothing. I was learning fast how to survive and it was a good thing because I was on the knife’s edge of life. Trapped in a secluded house with three Ok maybe four evil fucks.
“What’s on the agenda?” Miguel asked looking at me. Oh god and I had been praying that he was gay, but he was obviously bi. He rubbed his large hands together in anticipation.
Eric frowned and tipped his head to the side. “Well we did promise you years ago,” he conceded.
Miguel nodded with a faintly triumphant smile. “But first I’m going to fuck your lover here,” he cast a look at Alcide hungrily.
The only blonde in the room gazed at him and seemed nervous. He was afraid of him. That knowledge made me scared too. If someone as evil as Eric could be afraid of any one on earth, well that’s mind boggling.
“Fine,” Eric retorted hitting his smoke.
Alcide for his part looked excited which I could see he was trying to hide. Miguel stood and walked toward Eric’s lover and kissed him deeply. They had obviously fucked before I thought as their lips parted in hunger for each other. Eric had a dead expression as he looked at them. I wondered if he was in love with Alcide and if he was even capable of feeling such an emotion.
They went up the stairs together and Eric went over to the Bose, before hitting the button and scrolling down he turned to me. “Don’t fucking whine this time,” he warned me.
The Fray came on, another favorite song of mine. “Look after you” and I remembered when I had first heard it. Brandon and I had had been making out in his car when it had come on, it was the first time we’d reached second base. My chest ached and tears filled my eyes. Anton was looking at me intently when Eric’s back was turned.
He quickly looked away and started pouring out cocaine onto the table near the unfinished puzzle. I was afraid for him. When did I start liking this asshole? I thought.
“Did you really mean it when you said you would buy me work out stuff?”
Anton nodded and said nothing and I was touched by him. Eric sat back down and looked at us with no expression on his male model face. “How did you and Alcide meet?”
“We grew up together,” Anton said bending his head down to the white powder. He snorted it and held the straw out to me. I shook my head and he looked disappointed.
“We’re cousins,” he added rolling a joint. I thought that it was odd that Anton never seemed like he wasn’t in control of himself, even with as much drugs as he did.
“Which side?”
“His mom’s side,” he informed me with a nervous glance to Eric.
Eric was sitting like a statue, not saying a word. “I’m going to go watch,” he said softly giving us a look of pure danger. We got the message and nodded.
After he went all the way up the stairs Anton flushed looking away. “I really like you Sookie,” he said quietly. His hands went to his hair and he made it messy.
“I like you too,” I admitted.
“Please smoke some of this,” he said holding up the joint and lighting it.
And when he passed it to me I took it. I inhaled and coughed and he patted my back. “Look I know that when we first met I must have come across…” he trailed off and looked away.
“I’m into sick shit, I can’t help it,” he added hitting the joint.
“Why though?”
He looked down at his hands. “I wasn’t supposed to tell you this and if you ever mention it to Alcide he would kill me,” he paused and searched my face.
“Alcide’s father raped us for years on end, that’s why we’re this way,” his voice was nearly unhearable, it was so quiet.
I was quiet for a long time, thinking. “I’m sorry.”
Anton shrugged and did a line. And when he held the straw out to me with such a hopeful expression I took it. “So is Alcide an heir to the fortune too?”
“Yeah but I’m the main one,” he replied.
“Why did you grow up together?”
Anton looked sad. “My parents died in a car wreck and I was raised by Alcide’s parents, I didn’t get my money until I turned twenty one.”
I leaned down and felt his hands grasp my hair and pull it back from my face and I did a line. Another of my favorite songs came on. I listened to it and felt sad.
“I never thought that I would meet a girl like you,” Anton said quietly.
“What do you like so much about me?” I asked genuinely intrigued. I have never thought of myself as that remarkable.
He toked it a little and then responded. “I don’t know, it’s like you’re hotter than any girl on the planet but you don’t act like it,” he muttered.
I flushed and turned my head down to puzzle. I found myself trying to connect the pieces and I finally found a piece that fit into the unfinished left side. “And I get this feeling that you’re really smart too,” he added and when I glanced up he was looking at me with a look of wonder.
“Yeah I’m real smart,” I said bitterly, thinking of me walking home in that abandoned area listening to that new song by Arcade Fire and just thinking that I was going to be able to make love to Brandon that night.
Anton said nothing; he just looked at me. Slowly his head came towards me. He kissed me gently and I found myself responding. His full mouth that put Brad Pitt’s to shame coasted over mine and I was surprised to find myself aroused.
We heard the sound of someone or two someones coming down the stairs and our lips broke apart immediately.
Alcide and Miguel entered with a morose Eric behind them.
Eric looked intently at us but said nothing.
“Now we’re going to take a little break before we rape your slave,” Miguel said causally.
Anton didn’t look at me but I could feel his desire to. “I gotta get going,” Anton said. “Hey I need some coke and meth,” he said to Alcide.
He carefully avoided looking at me. Alcide didn’t reply he just went up the stairs and came back holding what looked like two soup cans which I assumed held the drugs.
Anton didn’t say goodbye but I understood; if he had those parting words might be the beginning of his end.
Special thanks go to Mis and Sophi and Viking’s girl. Your reviews have made it that much better. I’m so in love with this story, writing it is so much sick fun, I’m going to be sad when it ends. And special thanks go to all my repeat readers and reviewers. The next chapter will be written in the morning.
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