Disclaimer: I, in no way or form of any kind, own True Blood or any of the characters in True Blood. If I did, I would've made more scenes with Lafayette, Eric, and Pam. But, alas, I do not.
I sighed grimly as I sat at the top of the long stair case, a beer bottle clutched in my hand. Hey, I m Trudy Stackhouse, Sookie and Jason Stackhouse s little sister. I m only 21 and I m bored to tears in the little town of Bon Temps that I like to call home. I have long bleach blonde hair that cuts off at the small of my black with my side swiped bangs covering my forehead and has bright purple highlights. My eyes are dark brown, I m slim fitted and beautiful (as everybody tells me), and my country twang isn t as prominent as my brother s and sister s, but it s still there. I guess I got that from Gran, considering that her accent isn t all that strong either. Oh, my brother also took me to get my bottom lip pierced when I turned 16 because Gran and Sookie wouldn t.
"Hey, Sook, are you ready for work or what?" I called down the hall as I remained seated and finished off my beer.
"Yeah, almost! Are you?" My older sister called back and I rolled my eyes. I let my eyes drift to my room and thought on how I really need my black and white high top Converse right about now. I smirked as they slowly drifted out of my room and towards me.
"Yup, just need to put my shoes on!" I answered as I took my Converse from the air and pulled them onto my feet. Let me explain. Okay, my sister is telepathic and I m telekinetic. It s weird, considering Jason has no powers at all. My powers fully surfaced when I was only two and Sookie always had the ability to read minds. To tell the truth, I hated it when she dug around in my brain when I got back from a date or something. I felt so violated to know that my own sister would think so bad of me that she had to rummage around in my brain to make sure I was still a virgin.
I laced up my shoelaces and stood with my beer bottle in hand, adjusting my white Merlotte s tee-shirt and pulled my black shorts further up. I always bought them too big because I wanted an excuse to wear my black leather and silver skull belt. The skulls were real silver. I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen, tossing the empty bottle into the trash and stuffed my hands into my pockets as I tapped my foot impatiently.
"C mon, Sookie! Sam wants us to be on time for once in our lives, you know!" I yelled and in about a minute, my sister calmly walked down the stairs with her purse slung under her arm and holding my tiny black leather purse/backpack that I use as a backpack more than anything. "Thanks." I said as I took it and slung it onto my back and we walked out the front door, locking it behind us. "So how's Bill?" I asked innocently and she mock glared at me. "What?"
"Everything is fine between me and my boyfriend, why do you ask?"
"Because every time I go out on a date you poke around in my head and you know it pisses me off. Why aren t I allowed to ask about how things are going with you and Bill?" I asked haughtily as we climbed into her little yellow car.
"I'm okay with it, but I thought you didn t like Bill."
"It's not that I don t like him it's just that he can be overbearing sometimes and a bit too old fashioned for my taste." I retorted as I pulled the sun block thingy down from the roof of the car to look at myself in the mirror, checking to make sure my makeup looked okay. My makeup consisted of heavy black eyeliner, black mascara and light pink lip gloss. I smiled when the sun rays drifting in from my open window caught sight of the new blood red lip ring I had just bought for the hole in the left side of my lip. I've had that piercing, along with the double two piercings in my ears and the one in the right ear where my cartilage is, since I was 16. I was very proud of my lip ring because it drew more men in, which meant more tips for me. Oh, Sookie and I are both waitresses at Merlotte s.
"Well, he doesn't mind you in the least. He actually finds you quite charming in a sense."
I scoffed. "I bet he does." I mumbled under my breath.
"He does! In fact, he wants you to join us on an outing we're going on tonight." Sookie smiled brightly as we pulled into Merlotte s parking lot.
"Oh? And where is this outing ?" I asked boredly as we climbed out of her car and I slammed the door shut.
"Someplace in Shreveport called Fangtasia." She answered as she followed close behind me. I froze in my steps and turned to look at her scrutinizing.
"You do realize that that s a vampire bar, right?" I asked with an internal groan. I heard all about vampire bars from Jason and Lafayette and I didn t really want to go to one.
"Yes, but Bill will be with us and he promised to make sure we re both alright and safe." She informed me, hoping to appease my sudden uncomfortable-ness, but I just rolled my eyes and stalked into the bar. "Is that a yes or a no?" She called after me.
"Fine, I ll go, but don t expect me to be the good little girl." I answered as she followed me back into Sam's office to put our things away. I grabbed my apron and tied it around my waist with a sigh and snatched my notebook and pen from the shelf I used. I then walked out to the bar and went to a table in my section to start my physical abuse from the customers. I swear that if one of these customers grabs my ass like they have been doing for the past week, I m gonna scream and knock them into the next millennia with an evil laughter to follow. I just hope Sam won't mind losing a few customers.
By the time we had gotten off work, I had gotten felt up by ten men in total and three younger teenagers. I was about to start swinging when Sookie said it was time for us to head home.
"Halle-fucking-lujah!" I exclaimed as I walked back into the Sam's office and took my apron off, grabbing my stuff. "Danny Orlando was just about to lose the ability to have children." I muttered to Sookie as we made our way for the door and she laughed.
"You really do need to learn to control that temper of yours, Trudy. It's gonna get you in a huge heap of trouble if you don't." She warned and I smirked.
"Oh, I know, but that makes it more exciting and suspenseful for me. Gives me an edge and makes life more fun." I explained and sank into my seat in Sookie s ancient car. The sun had already set so we were on our way home to get ready for our night at Fangtasia with Bill.
"But still, Tru. I don t want you getting hurt because you said the wrong thing to the wrong person, which you're lucky hasn't happened already." She started up the car and started to drive us home. I just looked out the window with a frown and sighed mentally. I really wasn't looking forward to Fangtasia tonight.
When we got home, we both went straight upstairs and locked ourselves in our rooms. I looked through my closet for something to wear and sighed. 'What the fuck do you wear to a vampire bar that doesn t say come on and take a bite out of me while you fuck me until I can t walk'? I thought irritably. I shrugged that thought off before I could even think more into it and pushed through the clothes in my closet.
I looked for about five minutes before I decided on a pair of low ride black skinny jeans and a black tank top that had 'Blood on the Dance Floor' written on it in dripping bloody words. The tank top only reached to just above my bellybutton and showed off my curves and flat stomach. I looked at myself in my floor length mirror and decided to keep my hair the way it was and placed a blood red bow with black polka dots on it on the left side of my head, just above my ear.
I jumped slightly as I was sliding my feet into my Converse when I heard a knock on my door. "Trudy, can I come in?" Sookie called through the door and I raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah, come on in!" I said simply while I tied my shoe laces. She opened the door and held up two different dresses. One was black and lacey and the other was white and red. Her hair and makeup was already done and she was wearing her house robe.
"Which should I wear?" She asked in a panicked voice and I frowned.
"Well, what message are you trying to send?
"Yeah. My message tonight is 'stay the fuck away from me and no one loses their ability to have kids'. Now yours is..." I trailed off and waved my hand around as I stood from my seat on my bed and bounced on the balls of my now Converse clad feet.
"I want people to know that I m taken and not open to talking to anyone." Sookie answered confidently and I smirked.
"Go with the white and red, then." I answered as I slid my slide phone into my back pocket.
"And for the shoes?"
"I would go with the white heels, but that's just me." I told her and she nodded. "Hurry up. Bill should be here in a few minutes." Her eyes widened and she looked on the clock hanging on one of my black walls before she ran back into her room and slammed the door shut behind her. I smirked widely and calmly closed my door behind me, walking down the stairs as someone, most likely Bill, knocked on the door. I opened the door and waved when I saw Bill standing there, looking very spiffy and patient.
"Hello, Trudy." He greeted with a soft smile as he walked in when I allowed him to.
"Hey, Bill, what's up?" I asked and went to sit on the sofa in the living room. "Sookie's almost done. She's just having a bit trouble with what she should wear to a vampire bar. I was, too, to be honest." I admitted as he sat down in the chair across from me.
"Oh, don t worry, you'll fit right in." He assured me and I smiled softly. See, I like Bill and all, but sometimes he could just get on my last nerve. He's kinda annoying when it comes to mine and Sookie's safety, but I don t blame him. We're both magnets for trouble and have been ever since we got our gifts at birth.
"Bill!" Sookie called from the top of the stairs with a wide smile before she basically ran down the stairs. Bill ran, with vampire speed, to the bottom of the stairs and embraced her passionately when she reached him.
I rolled my eyes and grabbed my iPod from the coffee table in front of me. I wrapped the cord around my neck loosely and let the wire to the ear phone hide under my shirt. This is what I used to do in school to listen to music and not get caught. It never failed and always kept me occupied on something else.
"When you guys are done hanging all over each other, I'll be in the car." I called to them as I left the house and walked down the steps to the porch. I had been scanning through my playlists on my iPod the whole time, my earphones already in place. I finally decided on my Escape the Fate playlist when I was seating comfortably in the back seat of Bill's car. I turned so my back was against the door and my legs were on the empty seat next to me. I let myself zone out for a while as I listened to Max Green's bass, Monte Money's guitar, Robert Ortez's drums, and Craig Mabbitt's wonderful voice.
Before I knew it, Sookie, Bill, and I were all standing in front of Fangtasia. I took an earphone out and let it hang off my breast as we all walked towards a big burly man who was posing as the bouncer. I just rolled my eyes boredly and placed my earphone back in my ear and put on 'Let it Go', one of my absolute favorites, as Bill, Sookie, and the vampire exchanged words. I didn't pay attention and ignored the fact that the vampire's eyes were running up and down my body like I were a piece of meat being dangled in front of a starving dog. I just continued to listen to my music and walked into the bar/club with my sister and her boyfriend. I grinned when 'Situations' came on and bobbed my head along with the song.
I glared at Sookie when she ripped one of my earphones out and glared right back at me. "What?"
"Do you want a drink, Trudy?" She asked in the same tone as me and I grinned at the thought of alcohol in my system.
"Yes, please." I retorted childishly and she smiled like she used to when we were kids and I had asked her where babies came from. Of course, she gave me some crap story about the stork carrying the baby hundreds of miles to the perfect family. Even when I was little, I knew that the story was a load of shit and I asked Jason instead, who gave me a detailed answer straight away. I love my brother, I really do, but he scarred my ten year old brain and I blame him for my perverted-ness now.
"What would you like?" Bill asked, also smiling down at me. I kinda felt like Sookie and Bill were my parents and I was asking for some food or a new toy.
"Uh..." I thought for a minute and frowned. "Hmm, you know, I don t know." I answered truthfully. This was a bit of a shock to me because I always knew what I wanted and most of the time I got it. Now, don t go pointing a finger at me and saying I'm over confident, overbearing, or selfish because I'm not. I don't know how or why but when I see something I want or like I almost always get it, no matter what. Sookie and Jason call it my powers of beautiful persuasion, i.e. everybody loves the way I look and want to hand over stuff to me without costing me a penny.
Now that I think about it it seems kinda odd to be coming to a vampire bar when Dawn, an old friend of mine from school and Jason s on-again-off-again ex-girlfriend, just died. She had been strangled in her apartment. She always was one for getting into trouble, so it doesn t really surprise me all that much, but Jason was heartbroken and I had cried myself to sleep that night. She had been one of my best friends and a coworker.
"You know what? I would like a beer, period." I finally answered and they both nodded.
"Bill. Haven t seen you in a while." A voice said from behind me and I turned to see a tall blonde woman wearing all black and her hair pulled back.
"I'm mainstreamin'." He replied curtly.
"Good for you." She sounded extremely bored before her eyes zeroed in on me and Sookie, who was standing next to me. "Who're the dolls?"
"Pam, this is Sookie and Trudy. Trudy and Sookie, this is Pam." Bill introduced us and I frowned, crossing my arms over my chest as Sookie smiled.
"Pleased to meet you." She said as she extended her hand for Pam to shake. Pam just looked at it in disdain.
"Can I see your IDs?" Pam asked us and I rolled my eyes, pulling my wallet from my back pocket while Sookie shuffled through her purse.
"Oh, sure. How funny. Who'd have thought? Gettin' carded at a vampire bar." Sookie murmured, trying to break the ice with the vampire. I just sighed and held my ID out to Pam with Sookie.
"I can no longer tell human ages. Pam informed boredly and scanned our IDs. "We must be careful we serve no minors in any capacity." She held our cards out to us and let her eyes drop to me. "21, huh? Lucky. How sweet it is." She stated with a sarcastic smile and I nodded, taking my ID before Bill, Sookie, and I walked off.
I then took the time to look at our surroundings to see tourists, vampires dancing on raised platforms, and blood red walls. I'm sorry, but this place looks more like a ride at Disney World than it does a real life vampire bar." I stated, smiling lightly.
"Well, don t get too comfortable." Bill advised and I raised an eyebrow in question, stuffing my hands into my back pockets. "It tends to get more authentic as the night wears on.
"Well, then I need a drink." I replied and made a beeline for the bar with Bill and Sookie right behind me. They caught up to walking beside me.
"Can I buy your drinks?" Bill asked politely and I grinned.
"Hell yeah!" I replied easily. Hey, a free drink's a free drink.
"Uh, please." Sookie answered softly as we reached the bar and the bartender appeared behind it; obviously a vampire.
"How's it goin', Bill?" He asked, looking like he could care less.
"Very well." Bill replied, none the less.
"I'll say it is." His eyes then dropped to me and Sookie. "These two your meal for tonight?"
"These are my friends Trudy and Sookie. Sookie and Trudy, Longshadow." Bill introduced us again to yet another vampire.
"Nice to meet you." Sookie stated while I just raised an eyebrow. Longshadow just stared at us. "I'll have a gin and tonic, please."
"Budweiser." I ordered when his eyes darted to me and leaned against a bar stool beside me.
"And I'll have a bottle of O Negative." Bill told him. His eyes then trailed off to the side but I didn't pay attention to what he was looking at. "Longshadow, Sookie here would like to know if she could ask you a few questions. Would this be acceptable?"
I watched with interest as Sookie pulled a couple photographs from her purse and handed them to the long haired vampire before us.
"I just have a couple of pictures I'd love you to take a look at. You recognize either of these women?" Sookie asked and I watched as Long shadow's eyes looked at both the pictures.
"Yeah, I seen 'em both here before." He answered with a nod.
"Great, thank you." Sookie smiled and I caught onto what she was doing when I saw a picture of Dawn.
"Would you by any chance know who they talked to or hung around with?" I asked.
"That's something we don t notice here. You won't either." Longshadow answered in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Okay, then. Thank you. I appreciate you taking the time." Sookie said honestly.
He held up the picture of Maudette. "This one; she wanted to die."
"How can you tell that?" I asked curiously and he looked up at me.
"Everyone who comes here does, in their own way. That's who we are: death."
I just shrugged and grabbed my beer while Bill took the blood and the gin and tonic. We went and sat at a table near a neon sign, but I was too busy looking up towards the stage in the back of the room. 'Is that a throne?' I thought slowly and Sookie glanced at me with an amused smile as I took a gulp of my beer. I looked to the man on the throne and blinked. I couldn't see his face because it was hidden in shadows but he's dressed in all black; that much I could tell. His elbows were resting on the arms of the chair and his finger tips were together.
"How're your drinks?" Bill asked us and I smirked.
"It's a beer. Nothing special, dude." I stated and he smiled.
"A gin and tonic's pretty much a gin and tonic no matter where you drink it." Sookie answered.
"I know exactly what you mean." Bill replied and my eyes drifted to the throne again.
"Who's the dude on the throne?" I asked with an amused smirk.
"Oh, you noticed him, did you?" Bill questioned, looking over with Sookie.
"Well, it's kinda hard not to." I said in an obvious tone. "It's not like I meant to, though.
"Everyone does. That's Eric. He's the oldest thing in this bar." Bill stated and I changed the song on my iPod to 'Something'.
I watched as a bald man with a mustache kneeled in front of the vampire called Eric. He touched Eric's knee and Eric in return kicked him halfway across the room. He landed on the floor, bleeding on the side of his face, and a vampire chick walked up to him and said something before she led him away.
"Still think you're in Disney World?" Bill asked me and I smiled devilishly.
"Mental note: some vampires don't like to be touched." I said to Sookie and she laughed lightly. "You getting anything yet?" I asked, reffering to the fact that she's been reading peoples minds the whole time.
"All anyone's thinkin about here is sex, sex, sex." My sister answered disdainfully.
"Ugh, didn't need to know that shit." I murmured and leant back in my seat.
Bill smiled. "One needn't be telepathic to pick up on that." He then sat up straighter before either of us could reply and looked towards the stage with the throne. I glanced over to see Pam now standing beside Eric and they were looking directly at us. "Uh, oh."
"'Uh, oh'?" I asked, alarmed. "Don't you dare say 'uh, oh', Bill Compton. You are a vampire and not supposed to be saying things like 'uh, oh'!"
"It s Eric. He's scanned the both of you two twice. He's goin' to summon us."
"He can do that?" Sookie asked, surprised and I slammed my head onto the table.
"Yes, Sookie, he can do that." I answered, my voice being muffled out in the table. "If he couldn't, would he honestly be sitting on a fuckin' throne on a fuckin' stage?"
"Good point." Sookie mumbled and I looked up when she grabbed my arm and pulled me up. Bill had her hand in his and we were walking towards the stage. Well, they were walking and I was being dragged by Sookie. I did not want to go up on a fuckin' stage! I have stage fright and claustrophobia! Not cool whatsoever!
When we reached the stage, I could see Eric much more clearly. He had shoulder length silky blonde hair and deep blue eyes. His eyes were what mostly stood out to me.
"Bill Compton. It's been a while." Eric mused and I detected a Swedish accent.
"Yes, well I've been Mainstreaming."
"I heard. I see that is..." He trailed off as he noticed Bill holding Sookie's hand tightly in his. "...going well for you."
"Yes, of course. Uh, sorry. Eric, these are my friends-"
"Trudy and Sookie Stackhouse." Eric interrupted again and I raised an eyebrow.
"How do you know our names?" Sookie asked slowly.
"I never forget a pretty face." Pam stated and pointed to her head. "You're both in my vault."
"That's...perfect." I said slowly and sarcastically and crossed my arms over my chest, tapping my foot impatiently.
"It's nice to meet you." Sookie said to Eric.
"Well, aren't you sweet?" He mumbled, unfazed.
"Not really." I smirked. "But she's definitely sweeter than me." Eric raised an eyebrow with a ghost of a smirk on his face before he turned towards Pam and said something in Swedish. Well, at least I think it's Swedish I never paid attention in school.
"So, Miss Stackhouse, well both of you, I understand you've both been asking questions about some of my customers." Eric stated in English and I blinked.
"Yeah, we have, but what's wrong with asking a few questions?" I asked.
"If you have anything to ask, you should ask it to me." He answered seriously and I shrugged, holding my hand out to Sookie as she rummaged through her purse for the pictures.
"Alright, well," I paused as I held the pictures of Maudette and Dawn out to him, "you know either of these chicks?" He took them and looked them over as Pam looked over his shoulder.
"Hmm..." He mused as he held up the picture of Maudette. "Well, this one offered herself to me, but I found her too pathetic for my attentions. Now this one, however..." He held up the picture of Dawn and my stomach tightened at his next words. "...I have tasted.
"I remember 'em both." Pam added.
"That vault workin' out for ya', huh?" I asked, almost sarcastically and shakily. The stage fright was starting to take a hold on me as I felt a few people in the bar staring at us. Sookie placed a hand on my shoulder to calm me down as Eric looked at me.
"Never had either of them, though." Pam continued. "They weren t really my type."
"Well..." I mumbled and took the photos from Eric's outstretched hand. "...thanks. That's all we need from you." I announced, turning to leave. I was eager to get off this damn stage/
"I'm not finished with you yet." Eric stated and I turned to see him smiling slightly. "Please. Sit." Sookie and I glanced at each other before we decided it'd be better to sit. I took a deep shaky breath of fear as I sat on Eric's right, Sookie sat on his left, and Bill remained standing in front of Eric.
"So, Bill. Are you quite attached to your friends?" Eric asked as he looked at Sookie. I waited for the all too familiar words to come out of dear ol' Mr. Compton's mouth.
"She is mine!" Bill stated menacingly and I coughed in my hand. I was still uncomfortable with the whole bond between Bill and Sookie thing.
"Yes. I am his." Sookie confirmed.
"What a pity...for me." He then to look at me with interest and I raised an eyebrow, my arms still crossed. "And you?"
"I belong to no one." I said forcefully and I swear there was a flash in his eyes as he grinned and turned to look at Bill.
"Sit with us. We have catching up to do, you and I. It has been too long." Eric implored and Bill hesitated.
"Yes..." He slowly sat down beside Sookie as Eric looked again at me. I just blinked and looked at him in boredom. In my head, hormone alarms were going off like crazy. I hate being 21 and still having raging teenage hormones.
"We have to get out of here." Sookie suddenly said as she looked at a man wearing mesh sleeves in the crowd.
"Sookie..." Bill murmured and I looked at Sookie. She locked eyes with me and I immediately knew something was wrong.
"Eric, the cops are coming." Sookie said seriously and he and Pam looked at her. "There's gonna be a raid-"
"You're not an undercover cop, are-" Ha, I cut off the King of Interrupting.
"We're not, but by the looks of things, that man in the mesh sleeves and hat is." I said as I nodded towards the man and Eric looked at me.
"Even if you two are right, we do nothing illegal here." Eric stated and I rolled my eyes.
"Really? 'Cause it seems that Sookie has caught something illegal in her head." I retorted as I nodded to Sookie. She had that faraway look she always got when she was reading into something important.
"There's a vampire named Taryn in the ladies room with that man you kicked before." Sookie informed and I smiled lazily.
"She's most likely feeding off the poor sucker." I added.
"How do you know this?" Pam asked Sookie and I immediately moved to stand beside Sookie, glaring. Bill and Eric stared at us in curiosity.
"Freeze!" Someone suddenly shouted and Eric, Pam, the undercover cop, and the woman he was with turned their heads in the direction of the voice. "Police! Freeze! Don t move!"
I watched in alarm as police officers that were dressed in combat gear entered the club and Eric stood. I stared up at him with wide eyes as he stood beside me. Dude's at least 7 feet tall!
"Follow me." He said and we all followed him as he made his way to the back of the club and pushed a door open, which just so happened to be an exit. We all quickly exited and Bill knelt down, gesturing for me to climb on his back. I growled under my breath and quickly wrapped my arms his neck and jumped so that my legs could wrap around his waist. He then swiftly picked Sookie up bridle style. I watched over his shoulder as Eric and Pam seemed to glide away. Eric then turned his head and locked eyes with me. "I enjoyed meeting you, Trudy Stackhouse. You will come again." He said confidently before they disappeared before my eyes. I held my breath as Bill turned and ran with me on his back and Sookie in his arms.
I stared at the stereo in Bill s car as it played classical music that was definitely not English. I swear it sounded like cats fighting over a piece of tuna in an alley.
"Can we turn this down?" Sookie asked with a slightly nervous smile when she had read my mind. Bill nodded and turned the music down.
"What the hell is that language, anyway?" I asked, still horrified by the sound of that music. I was sitting in the backseat and my iPod had crapped out on me a while back.
"Cambodian. You don't like it?" Bill asked and I was already leaning forward to turn the stereo off.
"You think we can pull over for a minute? I need things to stop." Sookie stated and I nodded in agreement.
"Sure." Bill pulled over and shut the car off. I groaned and let myself fall to the ground.
"You okay, Tru?" Sookie asked in slight amusement and I moaned in reply. "I'm gonna take that as a yes. I just need a couple minutes of quiet and then we can go."
"Well, I'm in no hurry. You take your time." Bill replied.
"I'm sorry I've got you into any trouble tonight."
"Don't apologize. We vampires are always in some kind of trouble. I prefer to be in it with you."
I just blinked and crossed my arms in front of me, laying my head down. I started to hum to 'Situations' quietly because I knew they were about to kiss. I was just hoping that they remembered that they had a young, untouched mind in the car still. I jumped when we all heard police sirens and squished myself to the ground.
"Oh, this can t be happening." Sookie mumbled and then glanced down at me. "Don't move and don't make a sound, got it?" She asked and I nodded with a smirk. I grabbed a blanket that had been under the seat I had previously been sitting on and threw it over myself, silencing myself.
"Open up." I heard a gruff voice order.
"Open the window and let me do the talkin', okay?" Sookie ordered and I heard the sound of the window being rolled down. "Hello, officer."
"Evenin', miss. What are you two doin' out this late?"
"Drivin' home from a date."
"Uh huh, we were raidin' a bar not too far from here. Y'all comin from there by any chance?"
"No. Not us."
"Uh huh. It's called Fangtasia. That ring any bells? How about you, son? You seem awful quiet. Don't you talk?"
"I'm a man of few words." Bill answered and I bit my tongue to keep myself from coughing.
"A man of few words. I like that. Let me shine this here on your neck, miss, if you don t mind." I heard a shuffling nose and a quiet click. My eyes widened when I realized Bill had let out his fangs.
"N-not at all." Sookie mumbled.
"Why don't you ask her if you can shine it between her legs?" Bill sounded irritated.
"Bill!" Sookie exclaimed.
"Vampires sometimes like to feed from the femoral artery. The blood flows more freely down there so one doesn t have to suck as hard..." Bill must've turned towards the officer again because I heard a quiet gasp. "...or so I ve been told. I like your gun. It s a beautiful weapon."
"May I have it?"
"Bill, I want you to stop this right now." Sookie demanded of him.
"Sure, I guess." I heard a piece of metal click and knew that the officer had handed over the gun. Is he...? He's fucking glamouring the poor man!
"Nice. It's heavier than I imagined. Is it loaded?"
"Well, yes. Yes, it is. Yeah."
"Bill, you are freaking me out."
"Now, you listen to me, officer. I do not take kindly to you shining your light in the eyes of my female companion. And as I have more than 100 years on you, I do not take kindly to you calling me 'son'. So the next time you pull somebody over on suspicion of bein a vampire, you better pray to God that you're wrong. Because that vampire may not be as kind to you as I'm about to be. I'm not gonna kill you, but I am gonna keep your gun. Does that sound fair?"
"There you go." Bill sounded proud of himself. "Now, you have a nice night. He then started the car and started driving. I blinked in astonishment and sat up, back in my seat, keeping silent and not commenting.
Author's Note: Alright, so there's the first chapter. If anybody has any ideas on how I can make this story better, I'm all ears. I take constructive criticism very well and I very rarely hold grudges against people.