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Finding My Own Way	By : TammyDevil666 Category: S through Z > Southern Vampire Views: 1812 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Southern Vampire Mysteries or any referenced characters and no money is made from this story. It is purely for fun.

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Chapter 7
Sookie jumped when Bill barged into Merlotte’s as if he owned the place, glad for once that Sam was out for the day. There’s no telling what he would have done at the intrusion, especially since her former boyfriend was no longer allowed on the property. She saw that his face was bruised, but didn’t have to wonder for long at how it happened.
“Keep your lap dog on a tighter leash, he comes near me again, I’ll have him arrested. Don’t underestimate the power I have in this town.”
She was tired of letting Bill bully her, throwing in her face the fact that he would always have the upperhand. With that thought in mind, Sookie took off after him as he left the bar. “You hold it right there, Bill Compton! What the hell was that about? You have as much power in this town as I do, and I won’t have you come to my work to belittle me.”
He turned a glare on her. “Your new boy toy decided to beat me up for no good reason. I was just talking to my friend, minding my own damn business when he attacked me out of nowhere. He’s obviously not very stable, and I heard all about his violent past. Is that the kind of man you like to associate with now? How long will it be until you’re on the receiving end of one of his punches? When that happens, don’t come crying to me. Do you really think a man like that could actually be interested in you? He’s a player, always hitting on the pretty young girls at the construction site. I saw him lead one back to his car, and I think it’s clear what they were doing. He even asked to borrow Quinn’s trailer just so he could have more room.”
“You are so full of crap, why should I believe anything you say? All you’ve ever done is lie to me.”
Bill nodded, but he wasn’t finished yet. “Do you remember when I told you about my mother? I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to tell you the truth now. She was never sick, Sookie, I just wanted a good fuck. Well, I think good is putting it too nicely, but you got the job done. Let me guess, Eric told you some sob story about how his family died in a car crash, am I right? Yeah, he’s told at least three other girls the same thing, and they bought into every word of it. He just wants to get laid, why else would anyone bother with you? He never had a kid, that woman is just one of his many conquests. The brat belongs to her; I assure you they are very much alive.”
Sookie shook her head, finding the tears so much harder to keep back. None of that could be true, she wouldn’t believe it. Eric seemed so genuinely heartbroken; no one could fake such emotion. “You’re wrong, I met his sister. She said he was a widower and that he moved here to get away, she was trying to convince him to go back.”
He rolled his eyes. “You really are naïve. She’s just someone he paid to make the story seem real; he knew you were likely to ask about her at some point. Hell, he probably fucked her right after they got through laughing at your expense. Pamela, is it? I saw her visit him at the site a few weeks ago, they went off somewhere to be alone. That is one fine looking woman; compared to you I can’t say that I blame him. The reason of why he hit me is because he knew I figured him out, I warned him to stay away from you, but I guess he thinks you belong to him or something. The man is a bit possessive, if you ask me. I’m just looking out for your best interests.”
Sookie watched him walk away, and this time she let him. How could Eric have lied to her about everything? Bill had every reason to hurt her, but Eric had always been kind. Was any of it real?

* * * * *

She avoided him for days, not so much because she believed what Bill said, but Sookie had a lot of thinking to do. Her head was confused, and the continuous gossip going on in town didn’t help any.
“Poor William, did you hear that Eric Northman threatened him with a knife? After he beat the poor man nearly to death, the guy is a psychopath. I always knew he was a freak; no one that huge and gorgeous could be anything else. If you just look at him wrong, he’ll go off on you. I wish they wouldn’t let these people in our town, he doesn’t belong here.”
Sookie had enough; this was not what she wanted to hear at her local market. Didn’t these old bats have anything better to do with their time? She was tired of being nice to these people. “All you do is talk shit about things you know nothing about, Mrs. Fortenberry; don’t you ever get tired of it? If you don’t know the whole story, you shouldn’t be spreading stuff around like that. Eric is my friend, and I don’t appreciate you judging him. Bill isn’t the perfect man you think he is, I’m sure Eric had a very good reason for hitting him. Not that I’m condoning violence of any kind, but you don’t know the situation and with all do respect, shut the fuck up.” If Gran heard her speak such a way to the elderly, she would be utterly disappointed, but Sookie was finding it hard to care at the moment. There was only so much she could take at once.
Without waiting for a response, she turned and walked away, hearing their harsh, whispered tones behind her. The only thing she wanted to do was go home and take a nap for about a week.

* * * * *

A knock on the front door had Sookie jerking out of bed, glancing at the clock to see that it was almost dark now. She put her robe on and went to answer it, shocked to see that it was raining out, even more so to notice Eric standing there, drenched from the sudden downpour.
“What are you doing outside in this weather? You’ll catch your death.” Sookie pulled him in the house, rushing upstairs to grab a towel for him to dry off with.
“I needed to see you,” Eric claimed, taking the towel from her and running it through his hair. “Why have you been avoiding me? And don’t tell me you’re not, I know you are. Did you forget that you promised to help me finish painting today? You haven’t been answering your phone, but I know you’ve been home. What’s going on?”
“Nothing, I just forgot about the painting. I must have fallen asleep. I’ll just go get changed and then we can head over to your house, hopefully the rain would have stopped by then.”
He watched Sookie make her way back upstairs, concerned as to why she wouldn’t look directly at him. Something was definitely wrong, and he was determined to find out what.
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