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Weight of the World	By : TammyDevil666 Category: S through Z > Southern Vampire Views: 2193 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Weight of the World

Author: TammyDevil666

Summary: Sookie Stackhouse works as a nanny for the wealthiest, yet cruelest couple in Bon Temps. When tragedy strikes, she's left with more responsibility than she ever could have imagined, but she won't be doing it alone.

Pairing(s): Eric/Sookie

Rating: NC-17

Feedback: Any comments would be appreciated.
Chapter 1
Sookie Stackhouse woke with a start, her head pounding from all the alcohol she had the night before. She normally wasn’t a big drinker, but the last few days have been nothing but stressful and she needed some liquid courage. She was regretting that now.
“Sook, open up! What the hell are you doing in there?”
She groaned, throwing the covers off her body and putting on her robe as she headed to the front door. Not even wondering why she apparently went to bed completely naked, but just figured she was too wasted at the time to worry about clothes. Sookie groaned again when the sunlight hit her face, rubbing her aching head. “Do you have to be so loud?”
Amelia Broadway raised her eyebrows, stepping into the house in confusion. “Okay, not a morning person. How much did you drink last night? And what happened with that guy you were all over? I turned my back for a second and you were both gone. You haven’t been answering your phone; I must have left a million messages.”
Sookie’s eyes widened, bits and pieces of the night before suddenly coming back to her. “Oh, no, tell me I didn’t.” Before Amelia could respond, someone cleared a throat behind her and she turned around frantically, startled at the man standing there. He was really tall, blond, and by far the most gorgeous creature she’d ever seen. She vaguely remembered flirting with him at the bar, but it was all such a blur. His long hair was wet, so he must have been in the shower when she woke up. Her belly abruptly turned and without saying anything to her guests, she ran to the bathroom, emptying out the contents of her stomach into the toilet. Sookie sat there for what felt like forever, hoping that it was all a bad dream. She was a good girl, not the type to meet a man at a bar to have a one night stand with. That just wasn’t her.
Once her head stopped feeling fuzzy, she figured it was time to make her presence known and address the situation like an adult. But when she got back to the living room, only Amelia was there. “Where did he go? I didn’t just imagine he was here, right?”
Amelia shook her head. “Nope, he’s as real as they come. We talked for a bit, got his name, Eric Northman. He said he was late for work, but would call you later. I guess you exchanged phone numbers. What the fuck happened last night, Sook? I’m not one to judge based on how colorful my past is, but this isn’t like you.”
She rubbed her temples. “I don’t know. I’ve just been so frustrated and once I get a few drinks in me, I have no control over what happens.” Her eyes bulged when Amelia’s words finally registered. “Work, shit, I’m going to be late now. The Compton’s are gonna kill me.”
Amelia rolled her eyes when Sookie took off to get dressed. “I don’t know why you don’t quit that job, those people are fucking horrible. Just because they’re practically the richest couple in town, they think they have a right to treat everyone like crap.”
Sookie came back out a few minutes later, putting her earrings in and grabbing her purse off the couch. “Believe me, I’ve thought about quitting every day, but I couldn’t do that to Alyssa. She needs me. I have to get going, we’ll talk at Merlotte’s later tonight.”
“I’m gonna hold you to that!” Amelia yelled after her friend, but she was long gone.

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Sookie cringed when she reached the Compton residence across the cemetery; the place always gave her chills. Most people around town say it’s haunted, but she refused to believe that. Why worry about ghosts when the two people who lived there were way scarier?
She knocked on the door, plastering on a fake smile as it swung open to reveal the butler. This guy made Lurch seem like a puppy dog. He was huge, bald, and she could have sworn that his eyes were violet, but figured he had to be wearing contacts or something. “Hey, Quinn, sorry I’m a little late. My alarm clock didn’t go off for some reason.”
He grunted, moving out of the way to let her in.
“It’s nice to see you, too,” she mumbled, crossing the threshold.
“A little late? You are almost twenty minutes late; do you know how many other women would love to be in your position? We hired you because we were told you’re the best. You better not make a habit of this, Miss Stackhouse.”
Sookie gulped at the woman before her, Lorena Compton, looking just as lethal and glamorous as ever. “I’m terribly sorry, Mrs. Compton, it won’t happen again.”
“Yes, see that it doesn’t, you only get one warning. William! What is taking you so long? The benefit starts in a half an hour! I swear, you’re worse than a woman!” she yelled up the stairs.
Sookie tried not to laugh, when the man in question headed down the stairs, wearing what looked to be a very expensive suit.
“Scream louder, dear, I don’t think they heard you in Shreveport.” He glared at her, gracing Sookie with a smile. “Ah, Miss Stackhouse, it’s nice of you to finally grace us with your presence. You are looking as lovely as ever.”
She didn’t know how to respond to that. Bill Compton was a creep to put it simply. He was married, although not in a very loving relationship, but he was constantly hitting on her and she didn’t much care for it. Instead of showing him how uncomfortable she was, she only smiled in return. “Thank you, sir; I’m sorry that I’m late.”
He waved a dismissive hand in the air. “Think nothing of it; we still have plenty of time. Some people just always have a stick up their ass,” he said, flashing a grin at his wife.
Lorena scowled at him, addressing Sookie. “Alyssa is upstairs; we should be back in a few hours.”
That was all she said as she grabbed her husband’s arm and pulled him out of the house, the door slamming behind them. Sookie let out the breath she was holding and marched up the stairs, smiling when she reached the room of her most favorite person in the world.
“Sookie, you’re here!” the girl squealed, getting up from her bed to give her nanny a hug. “Look, I drew you a picture in art class.”
She took the picture with another smile, returning the child’s embrace. “It’s very beautiful, honey, I’m sure Miss Hamby loved it.” Alyssa was home schooled, as her parents would never let any child of theirs go to a public school. The poor girl had hardly even seen the outside of these prison walls, nor did she have any friends her age to play with. That was why Sookie could never quit; giving this little girl some form of normalcy was all she looked forward to anymore. No matter how awful her parents were, Sookie could never leave Alyssa to deal with them on her own.
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