At the Stackhouse home, Summer was laying on her side, on the floor, in front of her twin sister, Sookie. Jared was standing behind her, with his hands pressed down on her shoulders. James was pacing back and for worth in the room, just waiting for Eric or Chris to show their faces. Summer slowly pushes herself up, facing Sookie. Sookie smiled at her for reassurance. She then began using her telekinesis ability to communicate with Summer.
Sookie: (in her thoughts) Are you okay?
Summer: (in her thoughts) I’m okay. You?
Sookie: (in her thoughts) I’m fine. Who are these guys?
Summer: (in her thoughts) It’s a long story.
Jared: James, I don’t think either one of them are going to show up.
James: Well then I guess I’ll have to do something drastic.
James walks over towards Summer. She knew that he was going to hurt her in order to get Eric to show up. So she quickly bounced up on her feet. He tried to grab her throat, but she grabbed his wrist and kneed him in the stomach. As he tried to grab for her again, she punched him in the face. His head flung back and he immediately grabbed his nose. She then kicked him in the chest, sending him flying backwards onto the floor. As James’ back hit the floor, Summer then sensed that something was wrong with Sookie. She turned to face her and noticed that Jared had his arm around her neck and a gun pressed up against the side of her head.
Jared: Don’t lay another hand on him, or she’ll have to bite the bullet.
Summer was getting frustrated because she felt as though she couldn’t protect herself or her sister. She stared at Jared long and hard, trying to concentrate on his thoughts, but she couldn’t really hear much. When coming to the supernatural, it’s a little harder to hear their thoughts. Sometimes she can hear something, but other times she can’t unless she really focuses hard, deep down in his subconscious mind. She glanced around the room for any object that might be heavy and breakable. The family portrait on the wall looked like a good thing at the time. She could always replace the frame. As she focused on the picture frame, she quickly concentrated on Jared’s head and the picture frame went flying off the wall and towards Jared. The frame smacked right up against the side of his head. His head jerked to the side and he released Sookie.
Summer: Sookie, run!! Get out of here!
Sookie: I’m not leaving without you!
Summer: Run, now!
Summer was then punched on the side of her face, by James, who had gotten up off the floor. Sookie quickly took off towards the front door, but Jared pounced on her back from behind. They both fell to the floor, while James grabbed Summer by the waist, holding on tightly.
Meanwhile, at Fangtasia, Eric was in his office filling out paperwork when he got an intense feeling of Summer, once again, in trouble. He bolted up out of his chair and faster than a bolt of lightening, he ran out of his office and out of the back entrance.
Back at the Stackhouse home, Summer is in a chair, tied down by the wrists and ankles with rope. Sookie is sitting on the couch next to Jared, the gun resting nicely on his lap. James paces back in for worth in the room waiting for Eric or Chris to show up.
Out on the front porch of the Stackhouse home, Eric finally stops in front of the door. He tries to reach for the knob but something doesn’t feel right. It’s as if his invitation had been revoked. The front door then slowly opened and standing in the doorway, with a big grin on his face, was James.
James: Well hello there. I thought you would never come.
Eric: Where is Summer? (Sounding angry and irritated)
James: You’re probably wondering why you can’t enter her house. Well it’s because I paid someone, well a witch, to cast a spell so that no vampires can enter this house. Wasn’t that just clever of me?
Eric: I will find a way inside.
James: No you won’t. So enjoy the outdoors (slamming the door shut on Eric’s face)
Eric was more than just furious; he was aggravated with the fact that he had been dooped by a werewolf. He made his way over to the windows on the porch to see if he could see what was going on inside. The lacey curtains kind of made it hard to see inside, but since he was an older vampire, he could see passed the lace. He noticed Sookie sitting on the couch, next to Jared. He had a gun resting on his lap, pointing it in Sookie’s direction. Eric glanced through the other window and noticed Summer tied up to a chair, with James standing in front of her. Anger filled him as he realized there was no way to help her, so he needed to think fast. He jumped over the porch railing and onto the ground. As he backed away from the house, he looked up at the second story and thought maybe he could get in through there. He flew up into the air and then landed onto the roof.
Inside, James looked up at the ceiling with a big grin on his face. He then glanced back down at Summer.
James: Your vamp is smart but not smarter than me.
Summer: He’ll find a way in and when he does, he’ll tear you to shreds.
James: (snickering) Did you hear that, Jared? He’ll tear me to shreds. (Leaning into Summer’s face) Sorry darling, but that’s just not possible.
While James approached Jared and began whispering into his ear, Summer tried wiggling her hands through the rope to see if she can set them free. She remembered when she was little when Jason would play cops and robbers and Summer would often get tied up. So she pretty much was good at learning how to get her hands free. She wiggled her wrists back and for worth through the ropes to try to get them loose. In the process, the rope was rubbing the skin off her wrists and blood trickled down and onto the carpet. Sookie noticed what Summer was trying to do, so she decided she would distract James for a little bit.
Sookie: Why are you doing this to us?
James: Because your sister here knows what I and my brother did. So that means she’s gonna have to die.
Sookie: She’ll keep your secret. Just please let us go.
James: I’m touched, really. But I can’t do that.
Sookie: We can come to some sort of arrangement. Please (sounding upset and desperate)
James leans down towards her face and stares into her eyes hard.
James: Sorry sweetheart. I’m gonna make your sister bleed. And you’re going to watch.
He pulls out a pocket knife out of his back jean pocket and walks over towards Summer. Summer notices him approaching her and stops moving her hands around behind her. She notices James unfold his knife and she knew that it wasn’t going to be good. James turns to look at Sookie and gives her an evil wink.
James: You’re going to want to watch this.
Then with a quick movement of his arm, he slashed Summer on her leg, above her knee. Summer flinched in pain. It felt as though she had just gotten a giant paper cut. It began to burn and throb. Blood started trickling down her leg and onto the chair she was sitting in.
Sookie: Leave her alone! Please! (Getting upset)
James: Sorry little lady. I’m just getting started.
Jared: James, tone it down a bit. That’s her sister.
James: Aww…cry me a river cause I don’t give a shit.
Jared just shook his head in disgust but he wasn’t gutsy enough to stand up to his brother. Especially since James is older than him and much stronger. So he just sat back and watched. James then grabbed Summer’s jaw, and forced her to look at him, so that she couldn’t see his next move. He quickly slashed her on her upper arm. She flinched in pain, but still continued looking at him with an evil stare. There then was a loud, crashing noise coming from upstairs. James gave Jared a glance and quickly ran out of the room and up the stairs. Summer decided it was her chance to try and break free of the ropes. From the angle Jared was sitting, he really couldn’t tell what Summer was up to. He knew she was up to something, but he figured it wasn’t nothing serious, so kept focus on Sookie next to him. Summer began wiggling her hands trying to get the rope free. In the process, she was scrapping the skin off her wrists, causing them to bleed. Jared whipped his head in her direction and sniffed in the air. He caught a whiff of her blood and thought maybe it was just from the wounds James had made previously, but it seemed fresher than that. Jared stood up from the couch and slowly approached her. As he stepped closer towards her, Summer lunged forward and threw the rope around his neck. She then began pulling on the rope, choking him. He fell to his knees and gripped a hold of the rope, pulling her towards him. Sookie snatched the gun off the couch next to her and bolted up off the couch. She then smacked the butt of the gun against the side of Jared’s head. As a result, he fell to the floor, unconscious. Sookie began untying the rope from Summer’s ankles. She grabbed Summer by the hand and they took off towards the living room entrance.
James suddenly appeared in front of them, with an evil glance on his face. With a quick swipe of his arm, he smacked Sookie across the room and approached Summer. Summer took a few steps back but had a plan in mind. A plan that might cause her to feel a lot of pain. She just hoped that it would work. James then ran towards her and before Summer could make a move, he had grabbed a hold of her throat, tightly and lifted her up off the ground. Sookie slowly sat up from the floor and noticed James. She could sense that James was furious with her.
James: Die, you bitch!!
He then threw her, causing her to bust through the window. She went through the window, over the porch railing and onto the grassy ground outside. The pain was excruciating and it was all over her body. Little pieces of glass surrounded her on the ground. She tried to push herself up, but the pain was too much. Eric suddenly appeared at her side and slid his hand under her back, to pull her up towards him. Blood began trickling down the side of her mouth.
Eric: Let me heal you (looking down at her)
Summer: No not again (barely able to speak)
Eric: Let me do this for you. I sense the pain that you’re in.
Summer: Help my sister, please.
Inside the house, James was so infuriated that he snatched the gun off the floor and approached Sookie, pointing it towards her. Suddenly the gun was knocked out of his hand and someone had punched him on the side of the face. James noticed Chris and formed a satisfied grin on his face.
James: It’s about time you showed your face.
Chris: I’m here to make your life a living hell. Starting with this.
Chris had grabbed the ottoman like it weighted nothing and smacked it into James, causing him to fly over the sofa. Chris threw the ottoman and stood still waiting for James to leap out from behind the couch. Nothing happened and Chris knew that something wasn’t right, but he figured if he walked around that sofa that it was a trap waiting to happen. Suddenly the sofa came flying towards him and Chris ducked. The sofa slammed into the wall behind him and as he looked forward, James was charging at him. James pushed Chris out the broken window and they began fighting on the front porch. He was on top of Chris, punching him numerous times on the face. Chris then head-butted James and jumped up onto his feet. He then tackled James off the porch and onto the ground below. Summer watched as they rolled around on the ground punching one another. She felt as though her sister was still in danger.
Summer: Eric, help Sookie, please.
Eric: I need to stay with you. Please let me heal you.
Summer: I think I’ll be okay.
She tried to sit up on her own, but she felt intense pain in her back. Eric’s fangs popped out and he instantly bit into his wrist. He held his bloody wrist out towards her face.
Eric: Please, drink now (sounding eager)
Summer: I can’t (flinching in pain)
Eric: Your ribs are broken. If you want the pain to go away, you will drink from me.
She thought about how much pain she was in and realized how much she wanted that feeling to go away. The pain was all over her body. In her chest, her back, her legs and arms. What she was about to do, she would have to live with for the rest of her life. She grabbed a hold of his wrist and pulled it towards her face. Her lips pressed against the wound and she began sucking and licking the blood from his wrist. He felt satisfied by her quick response and was enjoying the fact that his blood bond with her would be even stronger. Not only would he be able to feel her, but she would be able to feel him, as well. She immediately pulled away from his wrist and licked the remaining blood from her lips.
Summer: Now go help Sookie, please.
He lowered her back down onto the ground and he took off faster than a blink towards the house. Summer laid back, looking up at the starry sky, hoping that Eric’s blood would heal her quickly. Chris and James were still fighting nearby. James had grabbed Chris by both shoulders and tackled him into a sturdy oak tree. He then kneed Chris in the stomach and elbowed him in the back. As Chris fell to the ground, James pressed his boot into Chris’ chest, digging in hard. Summer noticed that James was winning the fight and felt anxious. She was wondering what was taking Eric so long to help Sookie. Maybe he had to fight off Jared, but she didn’t hear any ruckus coming from inside the house. She slowly started feeling the effects of Eric’s blood on her body. It was becoming easier for her to breathe and she was able to bend her arms without flinching in pain. She rolled over on her side and noticed that James had kicked Chris in the face, knocking him out cold. James then quickly ran towards the back of the house, where he had hidden his truck. Summer slowly sat up, looking around for any sign of James or even Jared.
Meanwhile, inside the Stackhouse home, Eric didn’t see any sign of Sookie. He walked slowly and quickly into the living room and then towards the kitchen. Jared was standing in the kitchen with his arm around Sookie’s neck and pressing a gun against her head.
Jared: Don’t move or I will kill her.
Eric: Then kill her.
Sookie: Eric! (Sounding shocked)
Jared: How did you get back into the house?
Eric: Summer invited me back in. Guess what, you just got outsmarted by a human (with an evil smirk on his face)
Jared: Well I’m not sure she’s even human.
Eric: Let the human go.
Jared: Or what? What are you going to do, blood sucker?
Eric: Running out of insults I see. You’ve over used that one (flashing Jared his fangs)
Jared: Bring it, Vampire! I’m not scared of you.
Eric: You should be, dog.
Jared shoved Sookie off to the side. As she fell to the floor, she looked up and noticed the stances that both Eric and Jared were in. Eric flashed his fangs and charged at Jared, quicker than she could blink. Jared was pushed up against the back door as Eric tried to lunge for his neck. Sookie scrambled on her hands and knees out of the kitchen, because she realized that it was about to get messy in there. As she entered the living room, she quickly bounced up on her feet and walked towards the broken window. She peered out of it and noticed her sister, slowly getting back up onto her feet. She sighed with relief that her sister was alright, but she figured Eric had something to do with that.
Outside the Stackhouse home, Summer was now up on her feet and feeling stronger and pain free. Before she could respond, James had appeared in front of her with a gun pointed at her chest.
James: Go to hell, bitch!!
Before she could react, James placed his finger on the trigger and pressed it. Summer closed her eyes and there was a loud bang. Once her eyes opened, she noticed the back of Chris’ head in front of her. Eric had wrapped his arms around her tightly from behind. She noticed Chris had fallen to he knees and James formed a satisfied grin on his face. Chris then fell over onto his side and she started to feel intense anger and sadness. It was almost overwhelming. She started to scream in anger and tears streamed down both sides of her face. Eric clenched her close to him, so that she wouldn’t do anything stupid in retaliation. James winked at her and ran off towards the back of her house.
Summer: NOOOOO!!!!!!!! Eric, let me go!!! (Struggling in his arms to get free)
There then was a loud engine sound and a black ford truck sped off passed them with an injured Jared sitting in the passenger seat. He had a shirt pressed up against his neck and he flashed Eric an evil stare as they drove off passed them. Eric let go off Summer and she took off towards Chris. She fell to her knees in front of him and noticed the bullet wound in his chest. Blood oozed out from it and Chris stared up at her. He slowly reached up and grabbed her hand. She noticed the blood trickling down from the side of his mouth and she felt as though she was going to loose it.
Summer: I am so sorry (crying)
Chris: It’s not your fault. It’s mine (barely able to speak)
Summer: I’ve treated you like shit. I feel horrible (tears rolling down her face)
Chris: (starting to cough) I love you, Summer. I always will.
Summer: You’re going to be okay (sounding more upset)
Chris’ started coughing and more blood trickled down the side of his mouth. He glanced up at Summer and gave her a faint smile. Suddenly he gasped and his eyes looked lifeless. Tears streamed down both cheeks and she bent down and placed her face on his stomach. She could no longer feel his warmth. He was now cold and stiff. Eric appeared behind her and he could feel her pain. She really did love him and she felt as though she had caused his death. Sookie ran out of the house and towards them. She kneeled down next to Summer and placed her hand on her shoulder for comfort. Summer pulled herself up and latched onto Sookie, laying her head on her shoulder. Sookie rubbed Summer’s back and looked up at Eric. He bent down and scooped up Chris in his arms. Summer watched as Eric walked off with Chris and placed him in the back of his red Ferrari.
The next day, at Lafayette’s place, Sookie opened her eyes and noticed Summer’s back in front of her. They had both shared a full size bed together in Lafayette’s house. Sookie had contacted him about needing a place to stay since their house was a wreck from the previous night. Sookie sat up and noticed that Summer was fast asleep. Quietly she stepped down off the bed and tip toed her way out of the room, closing the door behind her. She strolled into the living room and noticed Lafayette sitting on his couch, with his feet propped up on the coffee table in front of him.
Lafayette: How is she doin’?
Sookie: She’s asleep (making her way over to the couch and sitting down next to him)
Lafayette: That girl just can’t catch a break.
Sookie: She is devastated. I really do think she loved Chris.
Lafayette: Of course she did, sugar. If she didn’t, then she wouldn’t be so grief stricken right now.
Sookie: Thank you so much for letting us stay here.
Lafayette: Hey girl, don’t thank me. You and Summer are always welcomed here.
Sookie: (starting to cry) Thank you.
Lafayette: Aww…Sook, why are you cryin’?
Sookie: She is so sad. I don’t like it when she’s sad, then I feel sad (wiping the tears from her face)
Lafayette: What did you do with Chris’ body anyways?
Sookie: Eric took him. That’s all I know.
Sookie’s cell phone then began to vibrate in her shorts pocket. She pulled out her phone and flipped it open. It was a text message from Ginger.
Lafayette: Who is it from?
Sookie: It’s from Ginger at Fangtasia. She said that me and Summer need to be at the cemetery later tonight.
Lafayette: Sounds like there might be a funeral.
Sookie: Really, you think so?
Lafayette: Oh, hun, I know so.
Sookie: Why would Eric arrange a funeral?
Lafayette: Because he is banging your sister, that’s why.
Sookie: Lafayette! Don’t say that.
Lafayette: Well they are. I’m only stating the facts. I still hates that mother fucker, though.
Sookie: Me, too.
Later that night, at the Bon Temps cemetery, Sookie was wearing a knee-length black dress while Summer was wearing black shorts, and a white tank top. Sookie walked into the cemetery holding onto Summer’s hand tightly. They noticed Eric and Pam standing by a large tree. As they approached them, they noticed a hole in the ground with a wooden casket inside.
Pam: Sorry for your loss, hun (looking at Summer and trying to sound sincere)
Summer: What is this? (A tear rolling down her face)
Eric: A funeral for your friend.
Summer: His family might want to know about this.
Eric: Well I tried contacting someone who knew him, but it seems his pack has disowned him. And apparently he’s an orphan. His parents died when he was a young teen. He’s been on his own.
Sookie: Thank you, Eric. That was kind of you.
They all stood still, with their head downs, looking into the hole. Summer not only felt sad but she felt anger boiling up inside her. She wanted James dead, even if that meant that she had to take care of him herself. Once the funeral ended, Summer and Sookie headed back to Lafayette’s place. Eric decided not to follow. He felt as though Summer needed her space in order to grieve, but he felt as though she was up to something.
Later that night, at Eric’s place, there was a light tapping noise at the front door.
Pam: Now who could that be?
Eric: It’s Summer.
Pam: I’ll head off to bed then. I’m sure you two want your privacy.
Pam then got up off the couch and headed up stairs. Eric opened the front door and Summer stood in front of him. She had blood splatters on her tank top, her legs, her arms, across her face, and all over her hands. Clenched to her side was an axe.
To Be Continued….
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