449Hello Everyone!
Sorry this chapter took so long! It is a really, really long chapter. (23 pages in word) Like the Energizer bunny, it just keeps going and going. I hope you like it!
On with the story!
Chapter 12:
Shopping with Pam(Later the same night)
I loop my arm through Pam's and we head out the door to the parking lot. I retrieve my keys from my purse and walking over to the driver's side door. Pam quickly snatches the keys from my hands.
"You humans drive to slow for my taste. I will drive." I look at Pam, with a disgruntle look, nod my head and then walk over to the passenger side.
By the time I get in and buckle my seat belt, Pam has already started up the car and put on her sunglasses. Why she needs them? Who knows. She looks over at me with a menacing smile. Uht oh, I think I am in trouble now.
Pam drops the gear shift in to reverse and we fly backwards out of the parking space at break neck speeds, then come to a sudden halt. Then she shifts transmission into drive and floors it. The sheer G forces pin me back in my seat. I try to grab the "Oh Shit Bar" but with the G's she is pulling, it makes my arm feel so heavy, I have to fight just to try to reach it.
"Pam! Human here!" I shout, wondering, what in the world I was thinking when I agreed to let her drive.
"I have read that the adrenaline rush from sudden speed, causes humans to feel more alive. Do you feel more alive now Sookie?" Pam raises an inquisitive eye brow and looking at me as if I am her own personal science experiment.
Before I can answer, the road comes to a dead end. She pulls up on the emergency brake, causing us to spin 180 degrees, heading back from which we came.
"Oh God! Oh God" I screech, during her maneuver.
"Dear Lord Pam, I was feeling alive enough before we started this trip!" I yell, finally able to grab the "Oh Shit bar" and hold on for dear life.
We pass by Fangtasia again.
Pam looks over her sun glasses as she yells out the window "Pathetic Vermin!" while giving them the finger. My mouth drops open at her display.
We then make high speed turn onto the entrance ramp to the Freeway. She hits the accelerater so hard, we are doing 150mph by the time we reach the end of the ramp. She weaves the car back and forth through traffic as if, we were in a giant real life version of the video game Grand theft auto.
"Oh Sookie, you really need to learn how to live a little." Pam says giving me a challenging look.
I am pasted back to my seat, stiff as a board, with a grimace on my face.
We take the next exit and merge into traffic on a busy street. We hit a bump in the road, going over 75 miles per hour and are launched into the air like a rocket.
"Oh, Dear god! Have mercy on my soul!" I shout.
The wheels just barely touch the ground and get traction, when Pam makes a hard, sharp right hand turn at such high speed, that it causes the car to go up on two wheels.
"Holy Mary, Mother of God!" I scream out, grasping the Oh shit bar for dear life.
The car falls back down on all 4 wheels and the cars shocks bounce us up and down a few times, attempting to absorb the shock of the fall.
"My lord, I am stuck in the Vampire edition of Dukes of Hazard!" I yell.
"Are these Dukes of royal decent?" Pam says with a completely serious look on her face.
I roll my eyes. While trying not to scream in the terror, at what Pam calls "driving".
In the next moment, Pam turns the wheel hard to the right, while shifting into neutral and pulls up the emergency brake all at the same time. The car abruptly turns and then slides sideways in to a parking spot. Thankfully coming to a full and complete stop.
"P…A…M…!" I scream out bloody murder.
I sit there completely frozen, unable to remove my clammy, pale hand from its death grip on the "Oh Shit bar". My other hand is clenched into a fist and is up against my body, as if shielding myself for impact. My heart is nearly beating out of my chest and I am hyperventilating. I continue to sit there waiting for my body to return to normal. I release the bar, unclench and reclench my fist trying to wake up my hand, now that it has blood flowing to it once again. I undo my seat belt, sit still, taking inventory of the fact, that I was still alive and in one piece. After a drive like that, I feel the need to count my lucky stars. I stare out the window in disbelief. After a few seconds, I open the door and tumble out of the car and kiss and hug the ground. Pam looks at me with an amused expression.
I look up at her and say:
"I am never getting in the car with you again! Just what the hell was that Pam?... I mean seriously Pam! What were you thinking?"
"Don't be so melodramatic Sookie. I worked for years as a movie stunt car driver, back in the 70's. I have been fully trained how to make those maneuvers safely."
I get up on my wobbly legs and lean back against the car, using it to support my weight. My legs feel like they are made of Jell-O and I am shaking like a leaf, from the remnants of my adrenaline rush. Once I have my wits about me again, Pam's phone rings.
I hear….
"Yes, Master?" Pam looks me up and down.
"Sookie is fine. We …"
She pauses her explanation, when interrupted by growling.
"Master, we were having a little fun, seeing what her new car could do." I hear Eric voice yelling into the phone, but can not make out the words.
"Yes Master, I realize she is human." Pam rolls her eyes.
I hear more yelling.
"Master, she is perfectly safe, she was in no danger. Although you did miss her kissing and hugging the ground. It was quite amusing."
"Yes, Master." Pam looks at me and rolls her eyes, yet again.
"Master wishes to speak with you." Pam says shoving the phone into my hands, as if it were the plague.
"Um, hello?"
"Sookie, are you alright? I felt your terror, through the bond." Eric says in a concerned voice. Wow, Eric was actually concerned about someone else besides himself, someone alert the presses.
"Um, ok, that is a bit creepy…, but thanks for your concern. I am fine. Especially, now that I am no longer being driven around by your crazy child! I am never again going to let her drive! Ever !" I say giving Pam the evil eye. While stomping my foot.
"I am pleased to hear you are unharmed. Has she informed you, that she worked as a stunt car driver back in the 70's?"
"Yes, she just mentioned that a few minutes ago."
"Did she also inform you, when she was learning how to master those maneuvers, how many cars she wrecked?"
"No, she most certainly did not tell me anything about that!" I glare at Pam. Ooo Eric likes to tease Pam, just as much as Pam like to tease Eric! I will have to remember this for future reference.
"The car sales men would drool, as soon as I walk through the showroom door. Every night for over a week, I spent my evening, purchasing a new car for her. She wrecked so many cars, I decided to purchase the car dealership and instructed them to automatically deliver a new vehicle to her house every morning. It took about 3 months, before she was finally able to complete the maneuvers without wrecking the car."
"That is too funny! I can't believe she went though so many cars!" I giggle. Pam glares back at me.
"Ever since, Pam always tests the capabilities of new vehicles in the way you just experienced. She calls it, "putting it through its paces". She should know better then to attempt those stunts with you in the car. She will be punished when she returns."
"Yeah, maybe you can force her to wear sneakers to Fangtasia for a month! That would teach her!" I hear Pam growl.
"Sneakers! Interesting idea, Lover! We both know how much she enjoys her designer pumps."
"Eric, I am surprised you let her drive anywhere. She drives as if she found her drivers license in the bottom of a cereal box!" I hear a roar of laughter over the phone.
"Lover, you are too much! You know we do not eat cereal. However, I as well question, how she got her license to drive."
"I am almost willing to bet, that she had to glamour someone down at the DMV, just to pass the driving portion of the test. There is no way she could have passed on her own." Pam lets out a menacing growl.
Eric hears Pam growl and laughs again.
Of course, Pam is standing there the entire time, listening to every word of our conversation. She is giving me the evil eye again, when we started taking about how she got a license.
"Well Eric, I need to get back to shopping. I will see you later."
"Till then Lover. I look forward to your return." Click.
I close the phone and hand it back to Pam, giving her a glare.
"You are making me regret ordering a present for you today." I say giving her my most regrettable look.
"What present?" Pam says looking excited. She has completely forgotten my earlier comments about her driving.
"I ordered a few things for you and Eric. It is a surprise! They should be delivered tomorrow at Fangtasia! I think you will love them." I smirk at her.
"There is more then one item?"
"Yes, but that is all you are getting out of me. You will have to be a good little vampire and wait for tomorrow." I think, I will have to order a few more things for her, after her driving stunt tonight.
"Sookie, I might be little, but I am never good, except in the bedroom!"
I roll my eyes at Pam.
We walk down the side walk and approach a store that looks like a menacing cave. It has a stone façade that stretches to both ends of the building. In the middle of the building is the cave opening with 2 darkly stained wood doors, built in to the mouth. It has 2 stone Tiki torches lit out front and 2 Gargoyle statues posted on either side of the entrance. The Gargoyles eyes follow us as we approach.
"What is this place?" I look up at Pam in awe.
"This is called "The Chasm". A vampire own establishment, that caterers to vampire couture. The entire building has a spell on it that prevents humans from entering unless they are carrying one of these cards." Pam hands me a card, I look closely at it. It says "The Chasm" in big black letters with blood dripping down the letter C and a picture of the front of the store. I place the card in my pocket.
"What is going on with these statues, I feel as if I am being watched."
"The owner of the store, Rose hired animatronics experts to build the Gargoyles. The eyes, heads and wings are motion activated. The eyes have video cameras imbedded in them, to monitor all who approach the store. To make them even more menacing to humans, she had a witch cast an unease spell on them."
"An unease spell? Why would she do that?"
"To keep out unwanted humans. Rose only wants Vampires wearing her designs. Human companions and day men are only allowed here, to pick up their Masters orders. They are never allowed to shop here. It is a huge honor that you are allowed admittance and the privilege to shop."
"I don't understand, why she is allowing me to shop here if she doesn't want humans wearing her designs?"
"Sookie, we both know you are not completely human." Pam says giving me a knowing look.
I look down, trying to avoid her glaze as if doing so, will discount the truth.
"Besides, Rose is looking forward to meeting the one, who has so thoroughly captured the Sheriffs attention." Pam smirks at me.
"The only reason Eric is interested in my at all, is because I do not want to sleep with him and he is not used to hearing the word no! He only wants to control my disability and bed me so he can add another notch to his bed post, as if he doesn't have enough already! With all the notches he has, I would be surprised if there is actually any post left!" I say with a huff.
Pam walks me over to a bench and sits down. The bench is seated be side the street outside the store. Once we are both seated, we continue our chat. Pam looks deep in thought for a moment.
"Sookie, how many times do you think Eric has given his blood to someone, since he was made vampire?"
"I don't know? Why is that important?"
"3 times. He has given his blood 3 times. Once when he became my maker, once to you in Dallas and once when he healed Lafayette."
"Only 3 times? Are you serious? Then why did he give his blood to Lafayette and me if it is such a special thing?"
"Because Sookie, Lafayette is special to you. He would have died without Eric's blood and my Master knew you would be unhappy if you lost your friend. Even more so, if he died because of his punishment at Fangtasia."
"Really? I though he did it to keep tabs on him to make sure he wasn't selling blood any more?"
"Come on now Sookie! I thought you were smarter then that! If he wants to keep tabs on him, he could simply bug his apartment or his phone and have him followed. He did not need to give him blood to keep tabs on him. He did it for you."
"Huh. For me?" That was all I could think to say at the moment.
"Yes, for you."
"But he tricked me into taking his blood and sent me into a trap."
"Did you ever think about why he tricked you into drinking his blood? Did Bill not explain to you what that means?"
"Well Bill told me, after I had his blood, it would increase my libido, make me stronger and he could feel me if I was in danger. But then when I had Erics blood, he said it would make me feel attracted to him." I say blushing.
"Well it is true, that the blood does increase your libido, makes you stronger and makes it so that he could feel if you were in danger. After what happened to you at the Fellowship of the Sun, don't you think it would be helpful? If Eric could have felt your distress, he could have came to your rescue immediately. Instead he was relying upon Hugo's blood bond with Isabelle, to sense your distress. Then it turns out that it was Hugo who betrayed us. It was pure luck, that Godric was able to get to you in time."
"Yes, I suppose so."
"Now as far as his blood making you feel attracted to him. The blood only increases what you already feel. It does not create feelings. You had very little of his blood. So if you are feeling strong attraction to him, it is because you already had a strong attraction to him."
I blush.
"I only dreamed about Bill, before I had Eric's blood. Now I have dreams about Eric every night and they are much more intense than, any I ever had about Bill. Are you sure he is not controlling the dreams somehow?"
"As far as I know, it is not possible for Eric to control your dreams. You just said that you had dreams about Bill, before you had Eric's blood. Did the dreams about Bill start before or after, Bill gave you his blood?"
"Now that I think about it, the dreams I had about Bill started after I had his blood.… But the dreams were mostly scary dreams. Nothing like the dreams I have about Eric." I say blushing bright red.
Pam nods and smirks in understanding.
"I came to some realizations the other night, when I was thinking about my relationship with Bill. I don't know if you know this, but I saved Bill from some drainers, the very first night I met him. On the second night, Bill was suppose to meet me, but he arrived late. The drainers were waiting for me, to get revenge. They beat me up pretty badly and Bill gave me his blood to heal me. Afterwards, I started to feel more attracted to him. Where before I had his blood, I found him interesting and thought he had potential as a friend, but I was not interested in dating him, at all. Then after my Gran's death, I felt so alone, I want to feel close to someone, to feel loved. So I ran to him. I think if it wasn't for the blood and my Gran's death, I would have never been with him. But once we slept together, I started to develop feelings for him. Now I don't know if any of it was real."
"Did you have a lot of his blood after the Drainers attacked you?"
"Yes." I frown.
"Did he have any of your blood, during or directly after he healed you with his blood?"
"When I woke up he was licking the wounds on my face. So yes, he had some of my blood. Why is that important?"
"He started a blood bond with you. When blood is mutually exchanged at the same time, it starts a blood bond. It takes 3 such exchanges to make a permanent bond. That is why you were feeling attracted to him when you weren't previously, plus the shear volume of blood you consumed."
"So it is different then what happened with Eric?"
"Yes, it is a much more intense connection. Blood bonds increase the attraction 10 fold to one way exchanges. Bill used your injury and your weakness from your injury and grandmother's death against you. I do wonder why, he did not apprehend the drainers and report the draining to his Sheriff immediately. We should have investigate and punish the drainers. If he went through proper protocol, you would not have been injured and would not have needed his blood."
"Maybe, he did not report the drainers on purpose, so he could get his blood into me? I will have to think more on this later…It is a lot for me to process right now." Pam smirks at me with a smile, that says you have finally seem the light.
"We still have a lot of shopping to do!" I say trying my best to change the subject. I so do not want to talk about Bill right now.
"Lets shop, my telepathic friend."
We leave the bench and walk in to the store. The inside is decorated like a large cavern and is as big as a football feild. It has a rock façade on the walls, floor and ceiling. There is a sprial stair case toward the back, that goes up to the second floor offices, that have large windows looking out over the floor of the store. It has rows upon rows of clothes going for as far as the eye can see. Each row carries a different type of clothes. One entire row is evening gowns; organize by size then by color. There are rows for business attire, casual clothes and everything in between.
We are approached by a very beautiful woman with long flowing brown hair.
"Ah, Pamela, I see you have finally arrived. Is this the girl, who has so captivated our
Sheriff?" The woman looks me up and down, appraising me.
"Yes, this is Sookie Stackhouse. Sookie this is Rose. She is the owner and designer of all the clothes here."
"It is so nice to meet you Rose! I just love the clothes you design, they are amazing! Thank you so much for letting me shop here!" I say with a nod, since vampires do not shake hands.
"She certainly is a polite girl. I can see why he finds her so interesting. It is nice to meet you as well Miss Stackhouse." She nods at me.
"Oh, please call me Sookie!" Rose smiles at me.
"What are you looking for tonight?"
"Eric says I have to purchase "suitable clothes" to wear to Fangtasia. I always love what Pam wears so I asked her to take me to were she shops. So here we are!" I say suitable clothes, in my best imitation Eric voice.
"The Master wishes for her to buy some business attire, lingerie and evening dresses as well." Pam looks over at me raising an eye brow.
"Pam I am not buying lingerie! What I already own is just fine! It is not like anyone is going to see it anyway." I pout at her.
"Sookie, some of these dresses require special lingerie, in order to wear them. It will not hurt you to get a few pieces."
"Mufph. Fine Pam, but nothing to crazy ok." Pam nods with a conniving smile.
"You look like a size 8. I will pull some things and bring them to you. Pam, can you show her to the dressing room?"
Pam nods and leads me to a small tunnel that is off to the right. It looks like a side tunnel in a mine, that appears to slowly descend underground. The tunnel opens to a large room with couches, tables and 3 large floor length mirrors. There is an attendant waiting for us with a glass of blood for Pam and wine for me.
"Wow, Pam this place is amazing!"
"I want to pick out a few things for you to try on. I will be back in a few moments." Pam is out of the room before I can respond.
I walk over to the attendant.
"Hi, I am Sookie, nice to meet you!"
The attendant looks at me with a look of shock etched in her face.
"Mum, hi I am Kate. I am sorry, most who come in here do not speak to me." She says then looks down at the floor shyly.
"Oh, I am sorry. I did not mean to make you feel uncomfortable. I will just sit down and wait for Pam and Rose." She nods at me and goes back to hiding in the corner.
Wow, I can't imagine working some place and not being allowed to talk to anyone. I walk over to the couches and sit down. I notice a copy of Vampire weekly on the table. I pick it up and start flipping through the pages, looking for something interesting to read. Just when I find a story on the challenges of interspecies relationships, my phone rings.
"Hello?" I forgot to check the caller Id before answering the phone.
"What up my Hooker!"
"Hey Lafeyette!"
"Where yous at? I just stopped by yours house and you weren't theres. I gots some outfits mades for the comp! I needs you to trys thems on."
"Wow, you have some of them done already? You are really on the ball aren't you?"
"Girl you knows I like me some balls!"
"I so did not need to hear that." I say rubbing my head.
Lafayette laughs at me.
"Right now, I am shopping with Pam in Shreveport. We should be done in a few hours. Would you like to meet me at Fangtasia, say in 3 hours? They have an employee dressing room, I think it would be alright for us to use it."
"That's sounds goods. I can't wait to see you trys these mothers on! You are going to be lookin so fines that, you will evens haves gays mens standings at full attention."
"What? Full attention. Oh. Oh. Oh. I so did not need to think about that Lafayette!" I say blushing and swatting at the phone as if he could feel it on his side of the line.
"By the way, I found a place for us to practice at! Eric says we can practice at Fangtasia during the day time! Isn't that great!"
"Misters fines as hells, sexy ass Vamp Man, is letn us use his clubs! Word? On the real? That woulds be just perfects for us to practice ats, Hooker!"
"I know, is it just sweet of him?" I lay back on the couch and stare in a starry eyed way at the ceiling.
"I heards he was a Viking. An honest to gods Viking, rapin, pilling and alls! So tell me, how longs have you been riding his long ship? Have you seens his fine ass, in a fur loin cloth yet? I hopes you tooks some pictures! You have to let a sista knows! You needs to give me some detail girl! Is he as large and in charge as I've heards? I heards he would make the Titanics feel ashamed!
"What? Riding his Long ship! No Lafayette! I have not! Lord! Why would you even think such a thing? A loin cloth? I don't see what the Titanic and loin clothes has to do with anything?"
"Why else would he be letns us use his club, if he not hit the hell out your shit? You mean to tell me you still holden out the goods on that fines ass vamp?"
"We are not even dating!" I exclaim, looking up in the air, as if the answer was floating around somewhere.
"Huh, yeah you keep tell yourselfs that girl!"
I huff into the phone.
"I gots to go girl, I just found a man, whos is lookn for a heaping side of Lafayette, with his dinner! I will see you in 3 hours. Laters Hooker."
"Bye Lafayette. See you then."
Just as I hang up with Lafayette, Pam and Rose return with their arms full of clothes.
"Dear Lord Pam! Did you pick out the whole store?" Pam and Rose smirk at each other. A moment later, 3 more attendants walk into the room, bring rolling clothing racks stuffed full of clothes with them.
My mouth falls open, as I stare at the racks.
When Pam and Rose see my expression, they laugh out loud.
"Oh come on now Sookie! It is not that bad. This will be fun. With all these options you will have plenty to choose from."
"Here try this one on." Pam shoves a black dress with nude colored trim at me, along with a matching nude thigh highs, a lacey black bra with royal blue trim, a black tong and a designer pair of shoes. I give her an exasperated look.
"Ok, where is the dressing room?" I say looking around.
"You are standing in it. We Vampires do not have a problem with modesty. Just put the ones you aren't interested in, on this rack over here." Rose says looking over at me with an amused expression. Pam is licking her lips and watching me, waiting for me to undress as if, I were the entertainment for the evening. I swallow in discomfort.
"Can you at least turn around or something? I am not a vampire! I still have my modesty! For goodness sake, I didn't even have my first kiss until a few months ago! I am not as comfortable with nudity as you are!"
"Sookie, you are taking all the fun out of this. You ask me to go shopping with you and you are not even going to allow me to watch you change? I though we were friends." Pam pouts.
I roll my eyes and motion with my hands for them to turn around.
Once I have the dress on, I tell them they can turn back around.
"Ok, what do you think?" I say while looking at myself in the mirror.
"You look good enough to eat in that dress. Perhaps you could wear that tonight to Fangtasia."
"Good idea Pam! I think I will." I take off the dress and put it in the yes pile.
I continue to try on dress after dress, then I move on to the business attire and casual clothes.
Then Pam hands me a teddy that has pointy like cones in the breast area.
"Pam, what the hell is this? Do I look like Madonna to you? I could poke some ones eye out with this thing!"
"I don't think my Master would mind at all, if you poke his eyes out with that assembly." Pam says looking mighty proud of herself, while licking her lips.
Pam starts singing, Madonna's like a virgin, while she goes through the clothes, looking for what she wants me to try on next.
I stick out my tongue at her. She smirks at me.
She pulls out a dress that looks like the one from Madonna's like a virgin video. I give her my best don't even think about look and she laughs, while putting the Madonna dress on the no rack.
"What on gods green earth is this? I think it is missing some pieces." I say looking at the garment in utter confusion, tilting my head to the side, as if looking at it from different angle, would help me figure out what it is. It looks like a bunch of strings sewn together.
"That is crotchless tong underwear."
"Why in the world would anybody where such a thing?" I say looking at Pam, in total confusion. She raises an eye brow.
"No! No, no no no! I am not wearing crotchless underwear!" I say with a horrified look on my face.
"It comes in handy when wearing a skirt. Less to slow you down and get in the way." Pam shruggs as if it is no big deal. Rose is laughing at my reaction.
"I don't think so Pam! I am not that type of girl!" I throw another pointy bra and a pile of crotchless thongs quickly into the No pile.
Pam rolls her eyes at me. Rose is doubled over in laughter.
We finish up the shopping and carry my choices to the register. I hope it will all fit in the car. After we pay, I change into my new little black dress and accessories.
"Thank you so much for letting me shop here Rose! I just love your store and your clothes! You definitely have a gift with clothing design!"
"I am glad you are pleased. I am sure our Sheriff, will be looking forward to seeing you in your selections. I will see you next week Pam." She gives me a look, that says she is trying to goat me into saying something about the Sheriff.
Pam nods at her.
We head back to the Fangtasia and this time I make sure I drive.
Pam and I walk hand in hand back into the club. All the vampires in the bar stop and look at us, licking their lips.
"I guess they like the new outfits, huh?"
"Indeed." Pam leads me over to Eric. He is sitting in his booth, looking over some paperwork.
"Ah, Lover you have returned." Eric looks me up and down as if he wants to devour me whole.
"Yes, the prodigal shopping sisters have returned." I say smiling over at Pam.
"Let me look at you Lover." Eric motions with his finger for me to do a little turn. I oblige him.
"You look divine."
"Mum, thanks." I say while blushing profusely.
"Did you lady's enjoy your shopping?" Eric asks actually looking curious about my answer.
"It was fun, when Pam was not trying to con me into dressing like Madonna or trying to watch me undress. I can't believe they didn't have normal dressing rooms."
Eric raises an eye brow at Pam. I can tell that one look from Eric, was a command for a full report later.
My phone rings.
"Hello."
"What up, Hooker! Wes needs yours helps. Kojack and Kunter kinta out heres, will nots lets me and Tara in the clubs. You thinks you can get a sista in?"
"Sure Lafayette! I will be right there." I hang up the phone.
"Hey Pam, I forgot to mention earlier, that Lafayette and Tara are meeting me here. Lafayette has some outfits for the dance competition, he needs me to try on. The guys at the door are not let them in, can you get them in for me?"
Pam stands up immediately and walks quickly to the door, without a word. I walk as fast as I can, trying my best to keep up with her. Once we are out the door, I walk pass the bouncers. Pam stops at the bouncers and give them the 3rd degree, for not notifying her or Eric of my friends arrival.
I spot Lafayette and Tara waiting in line and walk over to them. As soon as they spot me they charge forward in gulfing me in a group hug, while somehow managing to not drop any of the bags they are carrying.
Lafayette gives the bouncers an evil eye and says "See Kojak and Kunta Kinta, I tolds you they be expecting us. I ams to fine to be wasten my times standing in lines. Looks, I gots fangbangers all overs my shoes."
"I think they are more like Forest Gump and Bubba then Kojak and Kunta Kinta." Tara says looking the bouncers up and down in a way that says she is not impressed.
Pam walks beside me, as we walk back into the club. She whispers into my ear.
"Who is Kojak, Kunta Kinta, Forest Gump and Bubba?"
"Kojak is a bald New York cop from a TV show, who is always sucking on a lolly pop. Kunta Kinta is from the movie Roots. It is a really sad movie. I don't know why he brought it up. Who knows how Lafayette minds works. Forest Gump is a mentally challenged man and Bubba is his best friend, they are from the movie, Forest Gump."
"Interesting. I will have to purchase these movies for future reference."
Our groups walk in, arm in arm and head over to Eric's booth.
Eric slides over in the booth, making room for me to sit with him and motions for me to sit down beside him.
Lafayette looks Eric up and down licking his lips, well saying. "Mmmm, Mmmm, Mummm! You is one fine looking muther fucker. You luckly bitch! (Lafayette punches me in the arm.) I can't believe you are not hittin the hell out that shit. What is wrongs with you girl?"
Eric raises an eyebrow at Lafayette. My mouth falls open in shock and my face turns a bright red in embarrassment.
"I wonder that myself. Care to enlighten us Lover?"
Lafayette and Tara slide into the booth on the other side of the table, sitting beside Pam. All four of them look at me inquisitively. I give them all a death glare.
"I am so not answering that! I thought you were here to show me the outfits you designed for me, not to study and dissect my love life or lack there of."
"Hooker, yous knows I gots some clothes for you!" Eric looks at Pam and raises an eye brow in question, at Lafayette calling me Hooker. She shuggs.
Lafayette pulls out a large sketch pad and opens it on the table. He flips through a few pages until he gets to the one he is looking for. He turns the pad around and pushes it towards me.
"Oh, my word, that looks beautiful! Is this outfit for the disco routine?"
Everyone at the table is looking at his design.
"You knows it! So Hooker, dos yous like it? Dos yous what me to change anythings?"
It is a gold colored dress that is so short, it barely covers anything. It is backless and has a scope neckline that cascades down towards the waist. It also has a gold head piece that goes in my hair, that has two gold looking features coming out of a gold colored flower.
"That is a fairly accurate rendition of a classic 70's dress." Pam says eyeing the design.
"Girl, I can't believe you are actually going to let him dress you in something so short! There is barely any fabric to that dress! Your girly parts will be flying out all over the place, if you try dance in that!"
"Bitch please, hers girly parts are goings to bes fullys covered! Plus that's what tape is fors."
"So you are absolutely sure, that my girly parts going to be fully covered? I don't want to flash anyone during our dance."
"Of course, yous wills be covered. Ifs yous weren't, that woulds take aways from our dancing. I ams makens you somes bloomers to wear under it, likes the ones cheerleaders wears under their uniforms." He smirks at me.
"Ok, that should work. I have never worn anything that short in public before. I would be too embarrassed to do the routine correctly."
"Yous know I gots your back girl!" I smile at him.
Eric and Pam look at us during this conversation, like there is going to be a quiz later on its content.
Lafayette puts the drawing pad away and pulls out some garment bags. He opens one and pulls out, the break dancing outfit. It is white Nike shoes, low rise jeans with a large white belt and buckle, a white baseball cap and short tight fitting shirt, that says "Fly Girl" on it. (Fly Girl - As in the dance team from the TV show "In Living Color.)
"Oh Lafayette, I just love it! What are you going to wear?"
He pulls out a different garment bag and opens it. His outfit is just like mine except, instead of white, his outfit was Dark Blue. Plus his shirt was a wife beater tee instead of a belly shirt. His shirt reads "My chocolate meals in your mouth, not in your hands."
"You are going to look so hot, I will have to beat the men off of you with a stick!... Oh, my, I can't believe you are going to wear that shirt!" I blush when I read it.
"Thanks Shugs, but no needs to beat thems, I be more then willing to gives them a little tastey taste of Lafayette." He says with a sexy sass, completely ignoring my comment about the shirt.
"Ok, what outfit is next?" I say clapping my hands together in anticipation.
Lafayette puts his outfit away in the garment bag and puts out a new one.
"Oh my! It is so gorgeous! I just Love it!" I shout in excitement, the moment I see it.
Eric and Pams fangs run out at the sight of the dress.
"Lover, I will have to attend this dance competition, just to keep you safe, in that dress."
"I concur Master. Perhaps I should attend as well, just to insure Sookie's safety." Pam's eyes are glowing, while she licks her lips.
It is a red Spanish style dress. The shirt is a few inches above the knee in length, with a slit that goes all the way up to the top of my hip. It has a red custom fitted strapless bodice with intricate stitch work in gold thread and a red off the shoulder, ruffle attached to the top of the bodice. It is stunning. Lafayette pulls out another bag with his matching outfit. It is black dress pants, shiny black shoes and a red button down silk shirt.
"I am glads you likes it! I was worried you wouldn't likes the off the shoulder for dancing's."
"You have impeccable taste Lafayette! Well at least when it comes to clothes anyway!" I say to him.
We all laugh.
"Ok, Hookers I have one more outfits fors yous. I am still designing the outfits, for the Tango and Vogueing, buts heres the one for the tribute to the Kings of Pop." He takes a deep breath before opening the bag.
He reveals a full black leather outfit with pink accents. The pant's has pink needle work on the lower leg area and pockets. The waist is so low cut, that if it was ¼ of inch shorter, my ass would be showing. The top is a black leather vest that exposes my stomach. It has matching pink needle work and a patch of pink satin fabric between my breasts, to prevent showing too much cleavage.
Eric's and Pam's fangs some how, grow even longer at the sight of the outfit.
"That looks like a cat woman's outfit with pink accents! You can't be serious! Why would I wear that for the King of Pop Tribute? I thought the song was Beat it? In the video they all are wearing jean pants and leather jackets. Not head to toe black leather!"
"Wells I has been wantens to sees you in a full leather outfit for years. So I thoughts this was the perfect opportunities. You is one sexy bitch! You will be looking so hots, you could sets the rooms on fires." He puts his hands up in defense.
"I am not wearing that for the tribute. You are going to have to design something else!" I say in mock anger.
"Lover, you could always wear that outfit for me later. I would enjoy ripping off you!"
I give Eric an evil eye, that says "yah, like that would ever happen."
"Eric, could Lafayette and I borrow your employee dressing room to try on some of these outfits?"
Eric gives me a nod of approval.
"You may, however I must insist that I inspect the fit of the red dress!" He says raising an eye brow at me.
"You can insist all you want, but that does not mean it is going to happen!" I roll my eyes.
I grab Tara's and Lafayette hands and dash to the employee dressing room to try all the outfits on. Lafayette pulls out the outfits for me to try on and hangs them on the back of one of the doors. He hands me the break dancing outfit first.
"So do you want to get together tomorrow, to practice? We really need to get a move on it."
"Hooker, I ams ready whenevers you are! I can't waits to show you the routines! But now we ares alone, yous are not gonna escapes my questions! So why haven't you gotten all hot and sweaty with that fine piece of man out there? You knows he gots the hots for you? Rights?"
"Yeah girl, it is obvious that he has it bad for you."
"I am not interesting is starting anything, with anyone right now." They both roll their eyes at me.
I try both outfits on and Lafayette marks where they need adjustment. We pack everything up and head back out to Eric's table.
Ginger comes by to drop off a Gin and tonic for me and True bloods for Eric and Pam. Then she takes Tara's and Lafayette's drink orders. A few moments later she returns with their drinks.
Just after they take their first sip, I hear screaming and see a commotion at the front entrance of the club.
I look up to see Jason drunk as a skunk and yelling at Kojack and Kunta Kinta at the door. He forces his way past the bouncers and pushes his way through the club.
Bumping into humans and vamps alike. A female vamp lets out a menacing hiss, as he pushes past her. He looks around and spots me sitting at Eric's booth. He stomps his way straight over to us, with a look in his eyes, that says he was a man on a mission.
I stand up to greet my brother and to find out what crawled up his ass and died.
"Jason, what are you doing here? Are you alright?" I say in a surprised and concerned voice.
Faster then I can react, Jason slaps me across the face. I clench my hand to my face in disbelief that my own brother just hit me! Not only did he hit me, but he did it in the middle of a club!
"I can't believe my own sister is now the town whore! I was sitting in Merlottes tonight minding my own business and have to hear from Mrs. Foytenberry, that you were running all over town today with some Japanese man! Its not bad enough to be fucking Vamps, now you have to fuck Japs too. They bombed Pearl Harbor, for god sake! Gran would roll over in her grave, at the way you are acting! Then I go looking for you, where do I find you? Hanging out with a different Vamp. I thought you were engaged to Bill! You shouldn't be out with any other Vamps! When did my sister become the town whore and a loose Fangbanger whore!"
Everyone in the club is suddenly dead silent. The Dj even stops playing the music. Eric leaps up, I presume to kick Jason's ass. I put myself between him and Jason. I ball up my fists and glare at Jason, while I put a hand on Eric's chest, to calm him.
"Eric, I will handle this. His ass is mine!(I gowl.) Besides you can't fight my battles for me. I have to fight my own. Plus I want him to know, he can't just walk up to me, anytime time he wants to and slap me, for no good reason. Let me handle it please." I say giving Jason a menacing look and a thoughtful look to Eric. Eric nods.
"I will step in, if he gets too out of control. I will not have him hurting you Lover." I nod to him my understanding and give him a slight smile.
"I can't believe you Jason! You known me my whole life and you hear a rumor from a bunch of gossiping old women and you just automatically believe its true! Then instead of asking me about it, you run in here like a half crazed lunatic and slap me! You yelled at me, slapped me and then belittle me in front of the whole freakn club! What the hell is wrong with you Jason Stackhouse! Your right Gran would be rolling in her grave! But for the way you treat me, instead! Well I have had enough!" I punch him square in the nose.
Jason looks at me with a look of shock.
"This is not over Sookie, not by a long shot!"
Then turns around and starts heading out of the club.
"Tell me Eric, are these napkin dispensers expensive to replace?" I ask.
"No, not particularly." Eric raises an eye brow at me.
"Good." I pick up the napkin dispenser. I hold it in my hand as if it was a soft ball.
"Move now!" I yell at the vampires and humans in the way of my throw.
The humans move out the way. The vamps give me a look that says "who do you think you are, to order me around."
"Fine than, don't move! You have been warned." I wind up for the pitch, like the professional pitchers do on TV. I launch the napkin dispenser at Jason. I had to throw a curve ball to get around some of the vampires. But most of them were smart enough to move out of the way when they saw the dispenser flying towards their heads. My impromptu ball hits Jason square in the middle of his back, about 10 feet before he reaches the door to exit the club. The impact of the napkin dispenser causes him to lose his balance and face plant himself into the floor.
I smirk.
I take off my heels, one at a time and throw those at him as well. Both shoes smack him up side his head, as he was trying to get up.
"Jesus Sookie" Jason exclaims. Every one in the club is now looking at me, to see what I am going to do next.
"I am not finished talking to you. We settle this now! I am sick and tired of being you bunching bag, every time you hear a rumor about me or get a hair up your ass!"
Using my telepathy, I send a message to the DJ to put on the song "Up in here" by DMX. I hear it start to play. The LCD TVs mounted on the walls start to show the video to the song. Eric and all the vamps look around trying to figure out how this rap song started to play over the speakers and on the TVs.
Y'all gon' make me lose my mind
up in HERE, up in here
Y'all gon' make me go all out
up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me act a FOOL
up in HERE, up in here
Y'all gon' make me lose my cool
up in here, up in here
I turn to Lafayette.
"Now you will get to see me in the cat suit. Can I have it please." I say to him with a wink and a smirk.
Lafayette looks up at me in surprise and hands me the leather outfit, with a bewildered look on his face.
If I gotsta bring it to you cowards then it's gonna be quick, aight
All your mens up in the jail before, suck my dick
and all them other cats you run with, get done with, dumb quick
How the fuck you gonna cross the dog with some bum shit? Aight
There go the gun click, nine one one shit
All over some dumb shit, ain't that some shit
Y'all ****** remind me of a strip club, cause everytime
you come around, it's like (what) I just gotta get my dick sucked
And I don't know who the fuck you think you talkin to
but I'm not him, aright slim? So watch what you do
Or you gon' find yourself, buried next to someone else
and we all thought you loved yourself
I put my leg up on the bench of the booth, pull off my thigh high stockings and toss them to the ground. Then I grab the leather pants, shimmying them on, under my dress, while trying to not show any skin. Eric and Pam fangs run out.
But that couldn't have been the issue, or maybe
they just sayin that, now cause they miss you
Shit a ***** tried to diss you
That's why you layin on your back, lookin at the roof of the church
Preacher tellin the truth and it hurts
Y'all gon' make me lose my mind
up in HERE, up in here
Y'all gon' make me go all out
up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me act a FOOL
up in HERE, up in here
Y'all gon' make me lose my cool
up in here, up in here
Then I grab the leather top and pull it on over the dress and zip it up. Once the top is on and covering me, I pull both of my arms out of the straps of the dress I was still wearing, while keeping my "girls" covered with the leather top. (Learning how to change in the girls locker room, without showing any skin, back in high school, it sure was coming in handy right now). Then I pull the dress out from under the leather top and let it fall to the floor. The top had a built in bra for my "girls" so I undo the clasp of my bra and pull my bra off, tossing it to the ground, still without showing any skin. I put my hands into the leather top and adjust my girls into the built in bra, that is built into the top.
Off the chain I leave ****** soft in the brain
cause ****** still want the fame, off the name
First of all, you ain't rapped long enough
to be fuckin with me and you, you ain't strong enough
So whatever it is you puffin on that got you think that you Superman
I got the Kryptonite, should I smack him with my dick and the mic?
Y'all gon' make me lose my mind
up in HERE, up in here
Y'all gon' make me go all out
up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me act a FOOL
up in HERE, up in here
Y'all gon' make me lose my cool
up in here, up in here
Now every human and vampire in Fangtasia is now watching me, as if I am a weird side show.
Eric and Pam seem intrigued my by outfit changing abilities. I grab Lafayette's arm and remove a rubber band from his wrist. I use the rubber band to tie my hair up in a pony tail. Then I take thigh high, black leather boots, out of the accompanying bag. I place the shoe of the boot on my foot, then put my foot on the table of the booth, so I can pull up the zipper.
Y'all ****** is characters, not even good actors
What's gon' be the outcome? Hmm, let's add up all the factors
You wack, you're twisted, your girl's a hoe
You're broke, the kid ain't yours, and e'rybody know
Your old man say you stupid, you be like, "So?
I love my baby mother, I never let her go"
I'm tired of weak ass ****** whinin over puss
that don't belong to them, fuck is wrong with them?
They fuck it up for real ****** like my mans and them
who get it on on the strength of the hands with them, MAN
Eric looks at me with a look that says, he appreciates my flexibility and looks forward to seeing exactly how flexible I truly am.
Once booth boots are on, I look down at myself. I feel like a super hero in this outfit, or maybe better yet a villain.
bring down rains so heavy it curse the head
No more talkin - put him in the dirt instead
You keep walin - lest you tryin to end up red
Cause if I end up fed, y'all end up dead
Cause youse a soft type *****
Fake up North type *****
Puss like a soft white *****
Dog is a dog, blood's thicker than water
We done been through the mud and we quicker to slaughter
The bigger the order, the more guns we brought out
We run up in there, e'rybody come out, don't nobody run out
Sun in to sun out, I'ma keep the gun out
I run a few steps and throw myself into a flip, landing on the bar. I do two back handsprings down the bar to the other end, avoid all the drink glasses. (Good thing Tara and I work on these moves today.)Once at the end of the bar, I flip off it it backwards landing on my feet, in a cat like crouch, directly in front of Jason.
***** runnin his mouth? I'ma blow his lung out
Listen, yo' ass is about to be missin
You know who gon' find you? (Who?) Some old man fishin
Grandma wishin your soul's at rest
but it's hard to digest with the size of the hole in your chest
Jason has a shocked look on his face. I get right in his face, poking him in the chest with a finger and yell.
Y'all gon' make me lose my mind
up in HERE, up in here
Y'all gon' make me go all out
up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me act a FOOL
up in HERE, up in here
Y'all gon' make me lose my cool
up in here, up in here
"The man Mrs Foytenberry saw me with, is my new self defense instructor, Asshole! After class I asked him to keep me company while I ate, so I wouldn't have to eat alone! That was why I was with him! Not that I have to explain my life to you, you big redneck, bigot, dumb ass!"
"Why didn't you just say so Sookie! But what about Bill! You are running around on him in a Vampire bar,"
Hold up! ERRRRRRRR!
One.. two.. meet me outside
meet me outside, meet me outside
All my Ruff Ry-DERS gon' meet me outside
meet me outside, meet me outside
All my big ball-ERS gon' meet me outside
meet me outside, meet me outside
All my fly lad-IES gon' meet me outside
meet me outside, meet me outside
All my street street peoples meet me outside
meet me outside, outside motherfucker
"You didn't give me a chance to explain! Besides Bill and I broke up weeks ago! We are no longer together! If you could get your head out of your ass long enough, to care about someone besides yourself, you would know that!"
"Well shit a brick, Sookie! How am I suppose to know! You never told me!"
"Well if you ever came by or called you would have known! But you only come by when you want something, because you are too busy being the town Man whore, chasing anything in a skirt! Then you have the nerve to hit me, belittle me and humiliate me in the middle of a bar! I am your sister, for Gods sake! Not one of your whores! Blood is thicker then water Jason, but it not thicker than crap!"
X is got y'all bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Dark Man X got ya bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Swizz Beatz got y'all bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Ruff Ryders got y'all bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
I grab Jason by his ear and pull him through the bar over to Eric and Pam's table. On my way over, I take a chair from a near by table and bring it with me. I but it at the end of the table and throw my brother down into the chair.
Dark Man keep you bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Dark Man keep you bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
All my streets they bouncin again
Bouncin again, we're bouncin again
Swizz Swizz Beatz we bouncin again
Bouncin again and we bouncin again
Double R keep it comin, ain't nuttin y'all
Ain't nuttin y'all can do, now..
The Song ends.
"Pam, does Dear Abby have any advice on how to deal with asshole brothers?"
"Dear Abby states that family is important, but sometimes you have no choice, but to let them go and leave them to their own lives."
"So Dear Abby doesn't have any advice for example, how to divorce your brother, or how to make someone not family?"
"No, I am afraid not. I could glamour him, although I not sure how much would be left of him afterwards. He would need a lot of reprogramming. I could write to Dear Abby to ask her what to do about this sore excuse of a brother of yours."
"No, I think I have an idea. I was thinking a little reverse psychology might help this situation. If he truly experienced what it is like to be me, he might stop being such an asshole towards me all the time. I am thinking I should show him every memory of my life, so he can understand the pain he has caused me and make him a telepath." Pam nods and looks surprised that I can make someone a telepath.
"Lafayette, you remember that time, I accidentally gave you my gift to learn anything? Well I am thinking, I should sentence my asshole brother here, to a month as a telepath. What do you think? If I made him a telepath, he would see the crap I have to put up with everyday. He would have to deal with what everyone really thinks about him and how often people lie and embellish the truth."
"Honey child, I don't think there is anything that would makes your brother see any sense. Buts I thinks it is worths a try."
"I say go for it Sookie. The worse, I see happening is he might learn a little empathy for you." Tara says with an encouraging look.
"You can impart your gift to others. This is an interesting development." Eric says thinking deeply, then looking over at Pam.
"No, you are not turning me into a freak! I don't want to be a telepath!" Jason jumps out of the chair and try to make a run for the door.
I stomp his foot and kick out his feet from under him, causing him to fall on to his ass. I approach him, grabbing him by his shirt collar and put him back in the chair. Then I put both of my hands on him as if I was doing a Vulcan mind melt.(star trek) I start to glow with a bright blue light.
I show Jason, how the kids were mean to me in school, how I felt so alone. I showed him how I felt, eating lunch alone in the cafeteria everyday, not have a date to the dances. Having people beat me up, make fun of me and spit on me for being different. He saw my loneliness and my longing for friends and love. He felt my hurt and my sorrow. He saw everytime he ignored me, belittled me or hit me and how it made me feel crushed and desolated that my own brother would treat me this way. I showed him Uncle Bartlett and what he did to me. I showed him the pain from our parent's death and the death of Gran. I showed him everything and every emotion.
Jason is screaming and crying and sobbing. Shaking at the intensity of the pain everyone has brought me. He starts to heave, as if he is going to through up. But then I showed him, my forgiveness, my strength to go on, my resolve to live as normal a life as I can and my love for my family.
With one last push of power I push the gift of telepathy and empathy to him.
He is still shaking and sobbing, then falls onto the floor and clutches his knees, making himself in to a ball. Then all of a sudden shoot up to a standing position and looks around the room.
"I can hear them. I can hear all of them. Oh my God! They are so loud! There thoughts, their feelings, it is just to much! Take it away Sookie! Please I can't handle this." Jason says grabbing his head and staggering.
"Well now you see what I have to deal with. Besides it is only for a month. Just wait until you, having peopling touching you or you try to have sex with someone. That will truly be a learning experience for you. You will hear and feel their every thought. Like they can't wait for you to finish so they can go home. Or why are they doing this, does this make them a bad person? Or they wish you were better looking or that your nose is too big, or that you are too hairy or not hairy enough. You will just love that. I will take the telepathy back in a month. I hope you learn a lesson from this."
"Good Lord! How can you handle being here hearing them." He motions towards the Fangbangers.
"Their thoughts, are so desperate, dark, sexual and sad."
"I block them out. It took me years to be able too. I doubt you will learn it in the next month, it takes a lot of energy and concentration. Just be glad I only gave you a portion of my disability. I can hear every one in a five mile radius of me. Right now that is about 4,500 people. Your range is much smaller, you should only be able to hear people in the room you are in."
"I can't take it anymore. Take it away! I am begging you Sookie! I will never hit you again."
"Jason, there was no one for me to ask to take it away, when you were making fun of me for being a freak. Plus I got the joy of see in your head that you really meant it. That makes it ten times worse. No, you will serve your time.
Jason runs out of the club as if he is being chased by someone and is running for his life.
I sulk down into the booth.
"How can my own brother treat me this way?"
"Oh, you come here Honey child. You knows he don't deserve you. Jason's only thinks abouts hims selfs. You can't be let'ns him get to you." Lafayette says while he cradles me in his strong arms and rocks me back and forth, like I am a small child.
"I wish you and Tara were my real family."
"Whos to say we ain't real family Sookie. We growed up together, we are theres for each other. We are family. We are the family you have chosen, instead of the family you were stuck with." Tara joins our hug.
The Dj has started to play the normal music again and everyone in the club went back to what they were doing.
Eric talkes to Pam, in that weird language that I don't understand. Then she stands up and starts ordering the Vamps around. It looks like they are glamouring all the humans, to forget what they just saw.
"Sorry, Eric I didn't mean for you to have to glamour everyone." I say looking up into his deep blue eyes.
"It is alright Lover. Your brother was due a lesson." He is watching how Lafayette and Tara are comforting me closely.
"I knows whats you needs. You needs to let off a little steams. You gots yours guitar with ya's? We could stop over at Jb's and play a few Guns N Roses songs. That will sets you to rights."
"Yea, I have it out in the trunk of my car."
"Well lets go, play us some angry music." Tara says clapping her hands together.
"Why are you planning to leave to play. I have a stage and a drum set in the back. You could play here. I would love to see you play a guitar Lover."
"Eric, this is a Vampire bar. Do you really want me to play Guns N Roses here?"
"Axel Rose and Slash are both Vampires. Duff and Dizzy are Weres. How do you think they were able to play those songs."
"Well I guess with songs names like "You could be mine" and "Sweet child of mine", it should have been a dead give away. No pun intended."
"Lover, why don't you and your friends go and retrieve your instruments. I will have Chow prepare the stage." I nod. Then give him a small peek on the cheek. Then blush a little and run out to my car.
I grab my guitar out of the trunk. Then I meet Lafayette and Tara back at the booth. I open the case to my dad's 1974 fender electric guitar. I inherited it when he died. My father was teaching me how to play. But we never had the chance to finish my lessons. He and my mother used to play in a band together, just for fun. They even played in a few local bars. They had quite a following. Now this guitar was all I had left of him. I look down into the case and gently caress the guitar.
"I miss you Daddy." I say out loud. One tear streams down my cheek.
In the inside top of the case are pictures of Jason and I, from when we were kids. Dad wasn't around to update his case with newer pictures and I couldn't bring myself to change a single thing. I sigh.
I gently lift the guitar out of the case and head to the stage with Lafayette and Tara. I play Slash's parts and sing, Tara plays drums and Lafayette plays Duffs parts. I can't sing men's songs worth a lick, but Guns N Roses music is more like screaming, so it is not a problem for me.
I climb the stairs onto the stage as the spot lights come on and shine down on us. The light completely blocks my view of the audience. I take my place at the front of the stage in front of the microphone.
A one and a two and a three… We start to play. The Lcd Tv's around the room start showing the music video for the songs.
I start with the beginning guitar rifts, grinding hard down on the guitar. I start to yell out the words, with Lafayette singing backup.
I'm a cold heartbreaker
Fit ta burn and I'll rip your heart in two
An I'll leave you lyin' on the bed
I'll be out the door before ya wake
It's nuthin' new ta you
'Cause I think *we've seen that movie too
I step up and yell my heart out into the microphone.
'Cause you could be mine
But you're way out of line
With your bitch slap rappin'
And your cocaine tongue
You get nuthin' done
I said you could be mine
Now holidays come and then they go
It's nothin' new today
Collect another memory
When I come home late at night
Don't ask me where I've been
Just count your stars I'm home again
My hands glide across the strings, like I was born to play.
'Cause you could be mine
But you're way out of line
With your bitch slap rappin'
And your cocaine tongue
You get nuthin' done
I said you could be mine
I jump up on the large amp on the stage, kick my leg out rocking out to the music, while continuing to grind down on the guitar.
You've gone sketchin' too many times
Why don't ya give it a rest
Why
Must you find
Another reason to cry
I kick ass during the intense guitar riffs, going so fast my fingers start to bleed.
While you're breakin' down my back n'
I been rackin' out my brain
It don't matter how we make it
'Cause it always ends the same
You can push it for more mileage
But your flaps r' wearin' thin
And I could sleep on it 'til mornin'
But this nightmare never ends
Don't forget to call my lawyers
With ridiculous demands
An you can take the pity so far
But it's more than I can stand
'Cause this couchtrip's gettin' older
Tell me how long has it been
'Cause 5 years is forever
An you haven't grown up yet
You could be mine
But you're way out of line
With your bitch slap rappin'
And your cocaine tongue
You get nuthin' done
I said you could be mine
You should be
You could be mine
We finish the song and we all take a collective bow. The Fangbangs are screaming at us, like a bunch of groupies. Why am I not surprised. Eric sends Pam off to handle crowd control.
"That was quite impressive Lover. I have never seen a human, play Slashes parts before. I see your fingers are bleeding. My I?"
I nod.
Eric takes my bleeding fingers into his mouth and sucks and licks them for all he is worth. I start to feel a fire burn deep in my lower stomach. Lord what this vamp can do with only his mouth. I wonder what the rest of him can do. My eye lock with Eric's and I see lust reflecting in his eyes. No, I am a lady, I will not allow myself to think such thoughts.
I take a step back pulling my fingers, gently from his enticing mouth and start to blush.
"Lover, are you done playing for the night or would you like to play a few more songs?"
"How about it guys, do you want to play a few more?"
"Sure Honey Childs!"
"I'd love to!"
"So the yes, have it." I smirk over at Eric. He steps down from the stage so we can play a few more songs. Next we play Sweet Child of mine by GNR. The video for the songs are still being played on the LCD screens around the room.
I start out with Slashes beginning guitar rift. We totally rock it out! Even the vamps look kind of excited.
After that we play, Don't cry, Live and let die and Civil war. In between sets Ginger brings us drink. I am fully buzzed when we finish for the night with Crossfade's "Cold" and Nicklebacks "Savin me", "Someday" and "If everyone cared". Once the final song is done, we take a bow, then pack up our instruments and go over to Eric's booth.
"I had no idea you knew how to play guitar like that Lover. I am impressed."
"Mum, Thanks Eric." I say blushing and looking down.
"Hooker, I ams heads on outs. I gots to work tommorows. I needs my beauty sleep. Do you needs a ride?"
"I have my car here. I will drive myself back."
"Later Hooker. You comings Tara?"
"Bye Sookie. Thanks for letting us play Eric." Eric nods at Tara.
I sit down in Eric's booth, completely exhausted.
"I think I am going to head on home. Do you have that information you wanted to give me about he club's schedule?"
Eric hands me an envelope. I open it. It has a schedule for the club and a key to the front door.
"Thanks Eric! I give him a hug and a peek on the cheek." He doesn't look quite as shocked this time. I think he is starting to get used to it. He smirks at me.
"Lover you look like you are tired. Let me escort you home."
"Ok, just this once. But no funny business, you got that mister?"
"Oh believe me, there will be nothing funny about it."
We walk out to my car. Eric takes the keys opens the door for me. In a flash he is seated beside me. He starts the car and we are off.
I lay my head back against the seat , just to rest my eyes for a minute and before I know what has happened, I am asleep.
What seems like, only a few moments later, Eric is lifting me out of the car and carrying me on to the porch.
"You will have to invite me in Lover."
"Eric, won't you please come in." I say in a groggy voice.
Eric carries me into the house and down the hall to my room. He gently places me on my bed. I am so out of it, I am not sure if this is really happening or a product of one of my Eric dreams, I have been having since having his blood.
He removes my boots, from my feet, then walks over to my dresser and gets out one of my night gowns. He places the night gown on the bed beside me.
"Lover you should change. It will be very uncomfortable for you, to sleep all night in leather. I can change you if you like?"
I mumble something in auditable, turn over on my side and go back to sleep. That is the last thing I remember for the night.
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