Dead Ever After Re-write (Sookie Stackhouse and Eric Northman)

Chapter 5

I hope you enjoyed the previous chapter. I want to thank everybody who took the time to read the story and for the reviews. I am definitely enjoying this and I hope you enjoy it too. :)  

Disclaimer: I am not the owner of these characters. The original story and the characters belong to Charlaine Harris. I am only borrowing them for a little while.  

                                                                       Chapter 5  

While Sookie was having a heart to heart conversation with Jason...  

ERIC's POV:  

Two days has passed since the last time Felipe de Castro tortured me. Nobody has come here. I have been left alone, chained to the walls, and starving.  

If I fell to my dead sleep, then the chains would cut off my wrists. This was the reason I have kept myself barely awake during the daytime to prevent it. Growing them back would be a slow and painful process which I didn't wish to go through.  

However, tonight I woke up considering it as the only solution to get me out of here. Let the silver cut my wrists, and then I would go away until I grew them back. Afterwards, I would come back and fight Felipe de Castro. I didn't know what he would do while I was hiding growing my limbs, but that was a risk that I would have to take.  

I had a plan for tonight. Right before the sunrise l'll cut my wrists and escape from here.  

I won't be able to go too far away, but I could always dig up a hole and bury myself for a few days. All I needed was to feed. I'll survive. I could do this!  

I haven't fed in who knows how many days, but as soon as I get out of here I'll drain a few humans. That should help me recover maybe halfway. The thought made me hungrier and sad at the same time because I didn't like to kill unless it was necessary. This time, it was necessary.   

I looked down at my naked body and I could see the damage done to it. I was slowly deteriorating. The muscles were drying up. It was going to take me a while to heal back. Maybe that was what Felipe de Castro wanted; to turn me into a living mummy.  

Unable to walk, move, or defend myself.  

No. I couldn't let him do that to me. I would rather lose my limbs.  

I wondered what Pam has been doing in my absence. I knew she has been distressed because I could feel it through our bond. However, I have kept her from feeling what I was going through. She didn't even know my location. I didn't want her to lose control or to risk her life trying to find me. I needed her with a clear head and on the business. She knew I was a survivalist and that I'll find a way out of this.

However, today she was more distressed than the previous days. Her feelings were all over the place. Something was happening to her and I wasn't there to help her. I closed my eyes and prayed to whatever god was out there to help her.  

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It had been maybe a couple of hours, I think, and Pam continued sending me her distressed feelings. I was growing impatient. I couldn't concentrate here. Maybe I should cut my wrists and escape from this place now. It wasn't sunrise yet and Felipe might still have his vampire guards in here. I didn't know if I could fight them under the physical state I was in.  

As time went by, Pam's signals grew stronger as if she was getting closer to me. I knew she couldn't sense me because I blocked the bond on my side. How could she be getting closer to me?