Running From Love (A Eric Northman Love Story)

Chapter 4: I better get paid for this

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ł Eric's POV ł

"Eric what's in there?" Bill calls from the back of the van. Instantly I cover the girl with my arm and my fangs pop out. "Eric calm down."

Bill steps up and looks over my shoulder. "A girl?"

Sookie peers in the back of the van as well and copies Bill. "A girl?"

"Yes a girl can't you see." I snap at them and pick her up gently. Carrying her bridal style I hop out of the van. Sookie runs after me and naturally Bill follows.

"Eric where are you going?" With a sigh I turn around.

"To Fangtasia obviously it'll be sunrise soon." Bill looks at my hand curling around the girls legs and waist.

"With the girl?" He asks.

"Well she can't stay with you." I point out. She is going to be mine after all.

"Why not?" Sookie asks.

"You don't have enough room and I can take care of her for tonight." Sookie looks reluctant to let me keep the girl. She can't change my decision though this girl will be coming with me.

Bill touches her arm and whispers something to her. Reluctantly she walks past me with him.

Finally I wrap my arms tighter around my extremely light girl and speed off in the direction of Fangtasia. It isn't that far so I should have no problem getting to my coffin.

I'm there within seconds.

When I get to the basement I realize something. I'm not sure what it is a human girl needs. She needs food and a bed obviously. I feel strange caring for her. It's not in my nature. "AMELIA!"

I call upstairs to my new bartender Amelia. She just started here a week ago. She's the kind of cute sweet girl that the guys at the bar admire. She'll know what the girl needs. She rushed down in her black converse with a smile. She doesn't even have a questioning look when she observes the unconscious girl on the floor. That's one thing I like about Amelia Redfern, she doesn't ask questions.

"Here's five hundred dollars." I pass her five hundred dollar bills from my little stash in my coffin. "Go get this girl some food, clothes, make up, and whatever else you girls need these days."

Amelia seems to get the message and looks at the girl. She steps towards her and I step I front of her with my fangs popping out. Without the smile dropping from her face Amelia says to me. "I just need to check her size."

Reluctantly I step away from my girl so that Amelia can get her measurements. Measuring with her hands she takes no more than five minutes. "So what kind of clothes do you want me to get her."

"Just get her some basic things for now." Pam can take her shopping for more clothes after she wakes up.

Amelia smiles at me before skipping away. "You got it. I'll see you tomorrow!"

That girl is much to sweet, one of these days it's going to bite her in the butt.

"What is this?" Pam gasps as she walks to her coffin and catches sight of my girl.

"It's a girl Pam." Rolling her eyes Pam nears her.

"Mmmmm she smells good." She leans over her and I push her away.

"She's mine." I say possessively placing a hand across her legs.

"Oh so you've finally got a new obsession." I merely ignore her. "Well thank god the last one was so annoying."