Love Sucks //TrueBlood Fanfiction\\

Chapter Two: Ode To Sleep

"How's everything going, TyTy? Are you liking Louisiana? How's your ADHD? Did you end up getting your medication?" My best friend Noella texted me around 9 a.m. that morning. 

"Noe', I'm so scared."

"Why? Is it your anxiety acting up? I told you, you should have gotten anxiety medication along with the ADHD meds."

"No, that's not it. And, I told you, that I can't take the anxiety meds with the ADHD meds because the prescription specifically says not to take those two together or it could cause heart attack and stroke and all that other shit."

"Oh, yeah. Well if it's not just your anxiety, then what is it?" 

"I think my aunt's fiance is a psycho."

"WHAT? The hot Mexican dude??" 

I rolled my eyes and typed furiously. "Yes. The hot Mexican dude. He creeps me out. I get a really weird vibe from him."

"I didn't get a bad vibe when I met him that one time... Then again, I'm a hopeless-romantic and I never have any logic when it comes to men. Plus, it's your vibes have always been right."

"I know... That's why I'm freaking out. I didn't sleep at all last night. He left at about 3 in the morning and he was walking down the driveway holding what looked like a rope. I have no idea where he was going, but it couldn't have been good if he was sneaking out. AND HOLDING A FUCKING ROPE."

"Maybe he's just cheating on your aunt and he was bringing the rope for sexual reasons."

"..."

"Okay, yeah, that's a little creepy."

"I know... But I gotta go, my shift is at 11 and I need to get ready."

"Wait, you got a job?"

"Yeah, I'll call you later and tell you about it. I love you, Noe'."

"Love you, too. And, uh... Stay away from your almost-uncle... I don't trust him after what you told me..."

"Will do."

"Just... Be safe... Please... It's hard enough without my best friend here in person, but if you died, I have no idea what I would do."

"I'll be careful. Promise."

"Thanks..."

With that, I put my phone down on the end table. 

I can't take my medication today, I can't afford to be high right before work. Oh, I also gotta take my clothes out of my suitcase and put them into the half of Lisa's dresser that they cleared out for me. I feel like I should be tired, but I'm not. Maybe it's my fear and my adrenaline that's keeping me awake. There's no way I would be able to sleep under a roof with a psycho. Maybe I could find somebody else to stay with. Then again, I don't know anyone who lives here. And what if he tries anything on Arlene or Coby or Lisa? 

Fuck. I need to take a shower, I smell like old food. Gross. But what if Rene knows that I suspect him? What if I'm in the shower and Rene comes in my room and tries to unlock my phone to read my texts? That's so ridiculous, he'd never be that obvious... Would he? What if he guesses my phone password? I'd better bring my phone into the bathroom with me and delete the messages. 

I grabbed my phone, random panties, a shirt, and pants.

Life is too short to worry about wearing a bra. It's so uncomfortable and it's just something that barely does its job of holding your boobs in place. But what if there's a guy that sees my boobs jiggling? What if it turns him on? What if he rapes me or tries to hit on me and I don't know what to do. Maaaaybe Eric would be the one to rape me. I wouldn't mind that. I wouldn't mind it at all. What am I thinking? I don't want to be raped.