A/N: Helloo, sorry about the late update. I think Eric kidnapped my muse again -_-'

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Chapter 12:

Whenever Eric spent his time trying to "find me" and figuring out what Russell wanted, I was supposed to hide in his dungeon and I was getting tired of it pretty quickly.

The only thing I could do was drinking blood, sleeping and listen to the conversations and music from upstairs.

Every now and then Pam would go downstairs to me, but it was only to see how I was doing since she had a lot to take care of in the bar.

After spending almost a week in the dungeon I finally decided to go upstairs and felt the hunger return the minute I laid my eyes on all the humans and vampires in the bar.

Remember what Eric said, I thought. You can't draw too much attention to yourself.

I took a deep breath and felt my sharp teeth retracting, but the hunger wouldn't disappear completely. I walked out to the mass of people and noticed that Eric was sat on his throne as usual, looking intently at the stripper who danced before him.

I rolled my eyes, pushed the stripper down from the pole and couldn't stop myself from starting to dance for him.

My wild side wanted to come out and play and it wanted to play with Eric. His eyes widened when he saw me dancing seductively around the pole, but a part of him seemed to enjoy it.

But the more I danced around the pole and tried seducing him, the more control I began losing over myself and I soon felt my sharp teeth extend themselves again.

Eric must've noticed it, because he suddenly stood up and grabbed my hand, pulling me down from the pole and into his office, closing the door behind him.

I knew that I had to calm down before I lost all control over myself again, but the lust for blood and Eric was too strong and made me jump up on, locking my legs around his waist.

"Sara…" he said warningly, his fangs extending as well. "This is too–"

"Dangerous? And here I thought you liked danger…" I said, feeling confused of why I would say that.

It was as if I was no longer myself.

Eric growled, but placed me on his desk, pushing all his things aside to make room for me. He ripped my bra and panties off and I ripped all his clothes off before our lips crashed against each other in a passionate kiss.

He buried his fingers in my hair and I slid my tongue inside his mouth, feeling him harden against me as we continued kissing passionately.

It was so much more intense than the time we first slept together and the temptation was simply too great to resist now.

I let him take me on the desk and enjoyed every thrust, every kiss and every bite he did, letting all my inhibitions go and finally satisfying all my needs.

As I straddled his legs and rode him I felt my sharp teeth aching to bite into his flesh and I felt myself leaning down to his neck, inhaling his sweet scent before I sunk my teeth into his skin, drinking of his life force and feeling my hunger being satisfied.

Eric stopped me after a few minutes, though, and rolled us both down on the floor, pinning my arms above my head as he continued thrusting into me.

I wanted to taste more of his delicious life force and tried overpowering him, but he sunk his fangs into my neck and drank my blood to weaken me.

But my desire to be with him didn't die along the hunger and we ended up spending the rest of the night on the floor of his office, probably scaring Pam away with all the loud noises.

My desire to be with him had been satisfied, but I still felt like I was missing something and craved for something more, something that I knew he might not be able to give me.

However, Eric refused to let me leave his embrace and pulled me close to him as we lay together on the floor, relaxing from the passionate moment we'd had together.

"I'm worried about you, Sara…" he said, his fingers moving gently down the side of my bare body. "I like this wild side of yours, but you really have to be careful. You can't let it take control of you."

"I'm fine, Eric," I said, giggling a bit. "You worry too much."

Eric sighed and stroked my cheek gently, looking deep into my eyes. "I'm serious. If you lose control and start killing people again I'll have to kill you or the Authority will do it for me."

I rolled my eyes and sat up. "I can control it, Eric. I just need some more time adjusting to being a walking freakshow."

He groaned and sat up too, kissing me softly and cupping my face with his hands. "You're not a freakshow. You're freaky, yes, but you're still the same Sara I know. You just have to let me help you control those urges, so the Authority doesn't get more excuses to kill you."

"But killing me would ignite a war between the Nixes and the vampires… My father is already furious at them as it is."

"I know and if you come freely then I think they'll turn the blind eye to what you did if you just help them find and kill Russell."

I snorted. "I'm not going to turn myself in! They might not kill me, but they will hurt me. I'm screwed, Eric."

"Not if you trust me and listen to what I say. I have been around for much longer time than you have and know how to get out of trouble."

I sighed heavily and rather wanted to take matters into my own hands, but doing that would probably just get me in more trouble, so I decided to trust him.

"Ok, I'll try but can I please stay somewhere else? Your dungeon stinks of dirt, blood and sex and not in a good way."

Eric chuckled and kissed me again, but this time he didn't pull away immediately and tugged on my lower lip playfully.

"I have an idea. If you can control yourself, then I'll ask Sookie if you can stay at her home. She already knows that you're in Shreveport, but not that you're here with me."

"I'm not sure. I don't want to put Sookie in the middle of this. She's been through a lot too and deserves to get a somewhat normal life with Bill.

"She's a faerie and her boyfriend is a vampire. Her life is never going to be normal. I'll go talk with her right now and you–" He pointed towards the dungeon. "Hide until I get back."

I rolled my eyes. "Fine. I'll go back to your smelly sex dungeon."

He grinned and kissed me again before grabbing his pants and a new shirt from his desk and pulling them on. I had to borrow some of Pam's clothes since Eric had destroyed all of mine, but I didn't mind it because I was starting to love her taste in fashion.

While Eric was gone I decided to rest a little in his coffin and felt my wild side completely disappear, but I still dreaded that it would return soon.

Becoming a vampire was without a doubt the worst mistake ever and if I could change it I would.

My good side was struggling against the bad and if I wasn't careful then I might end up turning into an evil bitch with no conscious or sense of remorse that killed innocent people without hesitating.

It took about 1½ hour before Eric returned, but he came with good news and after sneaking me out of his bar and into his car, he finally drove me to Sookie's home.

"What did she say about me staying with her?" I asked curiously, still lying on the backseats of his car.

"She was worried, but she's more worried about your safety and wants to help you, because she knows that you didn't become a vampire willingly." Eric answered.

I sighed of relief and sat up, leaning against the car door. "What about Bill? Does he know about where I am?"

Eric shook his head. "I don't trust Bill enough to tell him that, but Godric has promised to keep him distracted in the meantime."

I sighed again, but this time it was because I still felt guilty about kissing Eric in front of him and basically breaking up with him – again.

But even though he didn't seem to hate me, then I knew deep inside that Godric wished that I'd never become a vampire and believed that I couldn't be saved.

I wasn't his good-hearted, kind and human fiancée anymore.

"And Godric? How is he?"

"It's hard to tell, but he told me that right now his priority was to keep you alive. Not start another fight with me."

"Oh…" Um… awkward much?

I shook my head and lied back down, trying to clear my mind of my worries as he drove me to Sookie's.

We arrived about two hours before sunrise and Sookie was already waiting at the door, so I quickly got in and was immediately hugged tightly by her.

"Jesus Christ, are you okay? How are you feeling? Do you need blood or–"

"Relax, Sookie! I'm… ok," I interrupted and sighed. "Thank you for letting me staying here. I don't want to put you in danger again, but with the Authority being after me and Russell being on the run, then I don't have much choice."

"It's ok and I'm glad you came to me, because I've been worried sick for you. Have you told your mother about what happened to you yet?"

I shook my head. "I can't tell her. She'll freak out and-and probably hate me for the things I've done."

"Oh no, that's not true! You should call her soon or else I'll do it. She has to know. But until then you can rest in the cubby during the day."

I nodded and hugged her, accidentally squeezing her too hard and having to let go of her again after a few seconds.

"Sorry. I'm still getting used to my strength."

I awkwardly scratched my head and looked around. "So… what now? I rest? I watch TV?"

"Yes, and you stay inside this time. I don't want you to go out – not even right outside the house." Eric said strictly.

I rolled my eyes and mock saluted him. "Ay ay, Captain!"

Sookie laughed and Eric shook his head of me, but just as I was about to walk to the cubby and as Sookie went into the kitchen, he suddenly pulled me to him and gave me a passionate kiss.

"Mm… what was that for?" I asked as he pulled away.

"Me hoping that you will listen to me for once and not get yourself in trouble as you always do," he answered, smiling weakly. "Be careful, Sara. I mean it."

I sighed and pulled him down for another, but soft kiss. "I will, I promise. I know that this is serious and that we can't afford to make even one mistake."

He nodded and placed a kiss on my forehead, whispering "I love you" before he left. I didn't say it back, because right now I wasn't sure about anything.

"Since you're here then we might as well start with choosing what blood type you like the most," Sookie said, stepping out from the kitchen with a bunch of different Tru Blood bottles. "I know it might not taste like blood, but you have to get your hunger under control."

I groaned but I knew that she was right and therefore I sat down with her in the living room, going through every bottle to see which one I least disliked.

I understood why Eric hated drinking the stuff, because it didn't really taste like blood but more of water with a lot of blood-like ingredients.

"Do I really have to pick one? They're all disgusting!" I said grumpily.

"I know it's not easy to go from human or vampire or even werewolf blood to this, but you have to try. Just imagine that it's real blood when you drink it." Sookie said.

I sighed and tasted the fifth bottle, imagining that it was the sweet and delicious life force I'd drunk from Eric earlier this night.

It didn't exactly work, but I didn't find this particular blood type as bad as the others.

"I think I'm gonna go with the AB-negative one. It doesn't taste as horrible as the others do." I said.

"Ok, good. I'll get some more for you and in the meantime you just have to think of something else when you crave for blood." she said.

"Like?"

"Like… puppies! Cute and adorable small puppies."

Before I would probably fall for it, but right now I didn't find anything cute or adorable – not even puppies.

"God, this is going to be so hard…"

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