At Eric’s place, inside his bedroom, Summer lies next to him with her head on his chest, asleep. The black, satin sheets, pulled up around her chest and under her arm. Eric laid on his back, stroking his hand through her hair as slept. She then bolted up, clutching the blanket to her chest.
Eric: What’s wrong? (Sitting up)
Summer: Shit. I almost forgot.
Eric: What did you forget? (Leaning in and slowly kissing her neck)
Summer: Sookie is supposed to come home tonight … or this morning. I don’t actually remember.
Eric: Stay with me (whispering near her ear)
Summer: I can’t. I need to leave, so I can be there when she gets there.
Eric slides his hand behind her neck and pulls her face towards him. His lips pressed down slowly and softly onto hers. They began kissing more quickly and deeply. He then pushed her back down onto the bed, kissing her. His lips moved from her lips, to her chin and down onto her neck. She loved the feel of his cold lips on her skin. But she couldn’t give in because she was determined to get home before Sookie did. Then she realized that the house was a mess the last time she was there. She then sat up, pushing Eric to the side.
Summer: I have to clean before she gets home.
She swings her legs to the side of the bed, still clutching the blanket to her chest and leans down to pick up her pink shorts. She slides her legs into them, one at a time and pulls them up to her waist, buttoning and zipping them. Next she puts on her pink bra, while sitting down on the bed. Eric begins kissing the back of her shoulder, trying to get her attention. She then pulls her black tank over her head and gets up off the bed. Eric grabs her by the waist and pulls her back down onto the bed. He leans over her and begins kissing her. She tries to fight him, but doesn’t really want to. As he moves down to her stomach, he lifts up her tank top and begins kissing her stomach.
Summer: I really have to go (muttering under her breath)
Eric: I know you don’t want to.
She then sits up and pushes him aside, getting on top of him, pinning his arms behind his head and looking down at his face, which has a satisfied grin on it.
Eric: Now this is what I’m talking about (His fangs showing with the devilish grin)
Summer: Behave. I really have to go.
Eric: Well you should have thought about that, before you climbed on top of me.
Summer: Eric, seriously. I have to go.
She gets off of his stomach and steps down off the bed, quickly making her way over to the front door. Before she knew it, Eric was standing in front of her with just his black boxer briefs on.
Summer: Are you fuckin’ serious right now?
Eric: I love it when you get angry.
Summer: Eric, I really have to go. Move out of my way.
Eric: Say, please.
Summer: I wish I had some silver on me right about now.
Eric: Don’t tease.
Summer reached around him and grabbed a hold of the door knob. He leaned into her face and pressed his lips slowly on hers. They kissed for a few minutes and then she bit his lip. He let her go and formed a satisfied grin on his face.
Summer: I figured you would enjoy that.
Eric then stepped out of her way and opened up his bedroom door for her.
Summer: Giving up so soon? (Sarcastically)
Eric: I had my fun. I know you want to see your sister. You haven’t seen her in a week.
Summer: Thank you.
Eric: I’ll drive you home.
Summer: That’s right. You drove.
A little bit later, Eric’s red Ferrari pulled up in front of the Stackhouse home. Eric and Summer got of the car and approached the house. They both walked up the front steps of the porch and slowly approached the front door. As she reached for the knob, she could hear a faint thought in her head that wasn’t her own. She quickly opened the door and rushed inside. Once she stepped into the living room, she noticed that the coffee table was smashed into pieces and the sofa was almost pushed up against the back wall. There was also blood smeared on the back wall and a streak of blood that started at the wall and led into the kitchen. She concentrated to see if she could hear the stray thought again. As her eyes opened, she ran towards the kitchen and flipped on the light switch. As the light lit up the entire kitchen, she noticed Chris sitting, propped up against the back door. His legs straight out in front of him with his shot gun held tightly against his chest. He noticed Summer standing in the kitchen entrance and smiled. Summer approached him and noticed three slash marks across his chest and a bullet wound in his thigh. She rushed to his side and grabbed his hand.
Summer: Are you okay?
Chris: Better, now that you’re here (smiling)
Eric: (rolling his eyes) Please.
Summer: Eric, shut up and help me get him into the living room.
Eric walked over towards them and bent down. He flung Chris’ arm around his shoulder and helped pull him up off the floor. Chris flinched in pain as he tried to get weight on his leg. With one of his arms draped over Eric’s shoulder and the other on Summer, they helped him walk out of the kitchen and into the living room. They then set him down on the couch. Summer looked around the room for something to prop up his injured leg. She noticed the ataman across the room and ran over to it. She grabbed a hold of the ataman and pushed it towards the couch. She lifted up his injured leg, slowly, and placed it onto the ataman.
Summer: What happened?
Chris: Well after you guys left, I thought I had it covered, but I was wrong. I started to drag James’ body into the kitchen, when Jared shifted and attacked me.
Summer: Who shot you then?
Chris: James. He shot me in the leg just as Jared scratched me. That’s why I can’t heal. You have to get that silver bullet out of my leg.
Eric: Let her suck it out. She’s good at that (with an evil grin on his face).
Summer: (smacking Eric on the chest) Don’t be stupid. Go into the kitchen and get a knife and some alcohol to sterilize it.
Eric: Do I look like your servant?
Summer: Do I look like I care? Go!
Eric: You know I like it when you threaten me.
He flashes her a devilish grin and heads off towards the kitchen.
Chris: Really, what do you see in that guy?
Summer: I have no freakin’ idea.
Chris: He seems like a complete douche bag.
Eric: (from inside the kitchen) I heard that!
Chris: I don’t care! (Yelling back)
Summer: There’s a lot of testosterone brewing right now.
Chris: Does he even produce any? He’s a corpse.
Eric: (appearing behind Summer) Wouldn’t you like to know. (Pause) Here.
He hands Summer a knife and a bottle of schnapps. She opens the bottle and pours the liquor over the knife and then pours a little bit over Chris’ wound.
Summer: Shit, we are going to need some towels. Eric, go upstairs and get a towel.
Eric: What if I don’t?
Summer: We don’t have time for games, Eric. You’re quicker than me. You can like run like the flash. Now get a damn towel out of the bathroom.
Eric then sighs and faster than a human can blink, he was already up the stairs.
Chris: You can do better than him, Sum.
Summer: You know I’m damaged goods.
Chris: Why don’t you give me another chance? That bloodsucker doesn’t care about you, like I do.
Eric: (appearing behind Summer again) You really like talking about me when I’m not around, don’t you. Does Summer know you have a crush on me? I am flattered, really.
Chris: Go back to your coffin, you fuckin’ frigid old man.
Summer: Uh, that’s enough boys.
Eric: (laughing) That’s cute. I didn’t know dogs could speak.
Chris tried to stand up, but Summer pushed him back down onto the couch. She could sense the tension in the room.
Summer: Eric, shut the fuck up.
Eric: Fine, lover.
He leaned down and kissed Summer on the side of her cheek, while keeping his eyes on Chris. Chris gave him a hard, cold stare. He wanted to just get up and stake Eric in the chest with a piece of the coffee table that was lying on the floor in front of him. Eric then handed her the towel and slowly backed away from Summer, keeping his eye on Chris. Summer then stuck the knife into Chris’ thigh and tried to dig the bullet out or cause it to pop out. Chris flinched in pain, but he could take the pain better than most humans can or even some Weres. She moved the knife down deeper into his thigh and Chris gripped a hold of the couch cushions. Summer laid the knife on the couch and stuck her two fingers into his thigh to get the bullet to come out. She finally pulled out the silver bullet and dropped it on the floor. Chris felt relieved and the wound on his leg began to seal up, forming new skin and so did the slashes on his chest.
Summer: Where did your friends go anyways? (Wiping her hands off with the towel)
Chris: They’re not my friends anymore. And I have no idea where they went to.
Eric: Maybe you should stay at my place for awhile. Just to be safe.
Chris: She’ll be fine here. They won’t be coming back here.
Eric: Are you sure of that? They seem eager to kill her (looking at summer)
Chris: I’ll deal with them.
Eric: Oh, I see now. You want to stay here and try to protect her. I may be old and dead, but I am a lot smarter and wiser than you, dog.
Chris: You just want her at your place so you two can… (Interrupted)
Summer: Uh, that’s enough. Chris, you’re not staying here and Eric, I’ll be fine here. Sookie will be home anytime now.
There was silence in the room and Summer noticed Eric and Chris staring intensely at one another.
Summer: Eric, go home.
Eric: Later, scruffy.
Chris: Back at ya, crypt keeper.
Summer then pushed Eric towards to front door, trying to stop him from turning around and ripping out Chris’ throat. She opened the door and Eric leaned down and softly kissed her on the lips. Chris watched and folded his arms, in anger. He just didn’t understand what Summer saw in that vampire. Eric then winked at Chris before stepping out onto the porch. Summer closed the door behind him and stepped into the living room.
Summer: Alright, now it’s your turn. Get out.
Chris quickly bounces up on his feet and slowly approaches her.
Chris: Thanks, for helping me out.
Summer: You don’t owe me any thanks. You’re the one that saved me and Eric from those idiots.
Chris: I feel as though it’s my fault. They followed me here.
Summer: You’re not responsible for their actions. I feel sorry for not believing you early on.
Chris: It’s understandable. I wouldn’t have listened to me either.
Summer: Goodnight, Chris.
He tried to lean down to kiss her, but she turned her head away from his face. His head slowly pulled away from her and he grabbed her hand and kissed the top of it. The rejection felt like she had just stabbed him in the heart. His biggest fear had come true; his love was in love with a vampire.
Chris: Goodnight, Sum.
Slowly he walked out of the living room and out the front door. As the front door closed behind him, Summer sighed with relief and glanced around the room. She realized that she had to clean up the mess before Sookie stepped through the front door.
A few hours later, before dawn approached, Summer fell back onto the couch, exosted from cleaning up the living room and the kitchen. The front door then slowly opened and in strolled, Sookie. She stepped inside and set her luggage down. Summer practically jumped off the couch and ran over towards her. She threw her arms around Sookie and gave her a big hug.
Sookie: I’m happy to see you, too.
Summer: You have no idea how happy I am right now.
Sookie: I have a feeling I do.
Summer pulled back away from her twin sister and grabbed her hand, leading her into the living room.
Sookie: Wow, this place looks spotless. You must have been bored since I’ve been away.
Summer: Sometimes when I can’t sleep, I just clean.
Sookie could smell a strong aroma of lemon all around her.
Sookie: Did you just now clean?
Summer: Yep.
Sookie knew something was going on, but she wasn’t going to ask any questions since she was really tired from her long trip to Mississippi. She decided to head upstairs and snooze for awhile before reuniting with her friends at Merlotte’s. Summer also decided to head off to bed, since she had a long day and hadn’t had very much sleep since Sookie was away.
Later that afternoon, Sookie and Summer arrived at Merlotte’s. Sam noticed Sookie and immediately gave her a big embrace. Tara was next in line, along with Lafayette and Arlene.
Sookie: I’m glad I was missed.
Tara: Did your sister tell you all the crazy things that have been happening with her since you were gone?
Sookie: We really haven’t had a chance to talk about everything. Why, what happened?
Tara: Shit, girl, it’s some juicy stuff. It’s almost like a fuckin’ soap opera.
Sookie: Really? I mean, I know she’s keeping something from me, but I didn’t think much of it.
Lafayette: She has herself a man now.
Sookie: What? Are you serious? (Sounding surprised)
Lafayette: You’ll never guess in a million years who it is.
Sookie: It better not be who I think it is.
Lafayette: Well if it’s who I’m thinking of, then you might be right.
Sookie: She can’t stand him. She stated that she “loathed” him. Those were her words exactly.
Lafayette: Well never say never. That’s what I always say.
Sookie then walked over to her sister behind the bar and grabbed a hold of her hand. They then headed off into the ladies room.
Lafayette: Oh, shit. She’s gonna get a tongue lashing now.
Meanwhile, in the ladies room, Summer leaned up against the wall as Sookie stood in front of her. Summer knew that Lafayette had spilled the beans about her new relationship with Eric.
Sookie: What the hell has been going on since I’ve been away?
Summer: You have to be more specific than that.
Sookie: Don’t play games with me, sis. I heard about you and Eric. How long has this been going on for?
Summer: A few days now.
Sookie: And when were you going to tell me this? We’re sisters. Twin sisters to be exact. We always tell each other everything.
Summer: I’m sorry. I was going to tell you.
Sookie: I don’t understand. You told me you loathed him.
Summer: I did.
Sookie: What changed all that?
Summer: I don’t know. I can’t explain it. This is all new to me, okay.
Sookie: Is it because of that blood bond thing?
Summer: It might be part of it. But he recently has just showed me a side of him that I have never seen before. He’s actually not quite that bad.
Sookie: So have you two…you know?
Summer: Sookie (sounding embarrassed)
Sookie: Oh, come on. I told you about me and Bill.
Summer: That’s true. But you didn’t have to tell me. And yes, we have.
Sookie: How was it? (Sounding curious)
Summer: Different. It’s hard to explain really.
Sookie: So is he your boyfriend now?
Summer: I wouldn’t know what to call our relationship right now. So what about you and Bill?
Sookie’s eyes started to water. She tried to hold the tears in, but they started rolling down her cheeks.
Summer: What did that cold bastard do to you? (Hugging Sookie)
Sookie laid her head on Summer’s shoulder and started crying. Summer could sense that Sookie was really upset and wasn’t really ready to talk about her situation with Bill. Summer pulled a few strands of toilet paper off the roll and started wiping the tears from Sookie’s face. She grabbed her sister’s hand and led her out of the bathroom and back into the bar area.
Later that night, after Summer and Sookie had finished their shifts at Merlotte’s, they decided to call it a night and head home so that they can catch up with one another. They waved good-bye to everyone in the bar and headed out the back door. Sookie decided to drive and Summer slid into the passenger seat. The car pulled out of the gravel parking lot and onto the paved road, towards their home.
At their house, Summer decided to go upstairs and change into something comfortable. She and Sookie had decided to make a bag of popcorn and watch some movies together. Summer entered her bedroom and kicked the door closed behind her. She opened up her dresser door and pulled out a pair of red short shorts and a white tank top. As she closed the drawer, she sensed like someone was watching her. She slowly turned around and scanned her bedroom. She didn’t notice anything out of the ordinary so she shrugged and headed out into the hallway and into the bathroom. Sookie was down stairs heating up a bag of pop corn in the microwave in the kitchen.
A few minutes later, Summer walked out of the bathroom with her short shorts on and white tank top. She was barefoot and her hair was up in a pony tail. As she stepped into her room, the door closed behind her. She quickly spun around and seen James standing in front of her.
James: Hello, sweetheart.
He tried to reach out and grab her but she grabbed a hold of his arm and twisted it, and then kneed him in the crotch. She darted passed him and reached out for the door knob. James quickly spun around and wrapped his arms around Summer’s waist. Her legs lifted up in the air and touched the door in front of her. She then pushed her legs off the door, sending her and James stumbling backwards. She struggled a little more in his arms, causing him to move more backwards. His back hit the window ledge and he immediately let go of her. She took off for the door, but James pounced forward and grabbed a hold of her legs, causing her to collapse to the floor. He pulled her towards him and she kicked him in the face. She scurried across the bedroom floor towards the door, but James was determined to get her. He licked the blood from his lips and grabbed a hold of her white tank top. She tried to kick him, but he was prepared for that. He pounced on her bed, causing her to collapse onto her stomach.
Summer: SOOKIE!! GET OUT NOW!! (Yelling as loud as she could)
Downstairs, Sookie opened up the microwave and pulled out the bag of popcorn. She heard a loud scream coming from upstairs and she dropped the popcorn onto the floor. She spun around and noticed Jared standing in the entrance way.
Sookie: Who the hell are you? And what are you doing in my house?
Jared: We’re old friends of your sister.
Sookie: Get the hell out of my house, or I’m calling the police.
Jared: You wouldn’t want to do that.
Sookie: Now why is that?
Jared: Because we ripped out all the phone cords. That’s why.
She took off for the back door, but darted towards her and grabbed her by both arms. He spun her around and led her into the living room. He pushed her down onto her knees, in the middle of the room, his hands resting slightly on both her shoulders.
Jared: James! Are you okay up there?!
He then heard a loud noise and then a thud from nearby. Sookie’s eyes widened as she noticed Summer lying in the entrance way. James had pushed her down the stairs. Summer struggled to get up, but was in too much pain. James appeared next to her and bent down, grabbed her by the hair and then pulling her into the living room.
Sookie: Leave her alone, you son-of-a-bitch!
James then let go of Summer and turned to look at Sookie.
James: Well hello to you, too.
Sookie: Who the hell are you?
James: I’m surprised Summer didn’t mention us.
Jared: I don’t think Chris is here.
James: Good. Because if he shows up here…I’m going to rip every limb from his body.
Jared: Well what if the vampire shows up here again?
James: I have that covered little brother. He won’t be able to set foot in this house. I made sure of that.
To Be Continued…
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