𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌
❝like a moth to a flame, she always returns to me❞
Dakota Elkins is no stranger to the supernatural with her being a telepath and vampires out of the coffin, but when one winds his way into her cousins...
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DAKOTA SAT NUMBLY ON THE KITCHEN FLOOR, COVERED IN BLOOD AS TEARS STREAKED HER TANNED FACE. The police had come and they were talking amongst themselves as they took in the scene before them. Her gaze was on her grandmothers' lifeless face and she could still see the fear in her eyes.
"Kota,"
It was Sam Merlotte, her friend, though it didn't quite register in her mind as he spoke to her. He had followed Sookie home to make sure she was safe. They had a fight and she had stormed off on her own. Sam touched Dakota's shoulder carefully and expected her to glance up at him, but she didn't.
"Kota, come on, sweetheart."
Sam took a hold of her elbow and helped her to her feet, touching her cheek to make her look up at him. Dakota let out a whimper and he pulled her close, not caring the blood now staining his own clothes.
From the corner of her eyes, she could see her cousin being comforted by Bill. She had no idea when or how he got here. She hadn't heard him come in. Her eyes moved up to Sam's warm ones and he gave her a soft smile.
"Why don't you go lie down? They're going to be here awhile. As soon as they find something I will let you know." He tried but Dakota shook her head as she pulled away from him slightly.
Oh, shit. I got blood all over my boots. So much blood.
Adele was a good person, pull it together. Do your job, no wonder they don't respect you.
Cut her up real good. Must be thirty stabs. Throats wide open.
"Dakota," Sam tried again, she had been staring off into the distance.
"I could use some air." she breathed and with shaky hands she stepped from Sam's embrace fully and made her way to the front porch. The crispy night air welcomed her with open arms as she sat down on the bench.
Sam looked at Sookie and let out a somewhat annoyed sigh. The younger woman was leaning on the vampire, and he shook his head as he followed after Dakota and into the late summer air. Despite his feelings for Sookie, the other woman needed him more than she did, and he cared for Dakota, he really did.
"Whatever you need, anything you want me to do, you know I am right here." Sam said as he sat down beside her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders.
"I know," Dakota sniffed. The woman loved Sam, he was always good to her, and she was glad she was able to call him her friend. "Thank you, Sam."
