Running From Love (A Eric Northman Love Story)

Chapter 10: Terry

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«Ollo Lovelies! I don't have a lot to say to you today before this chapter.
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ł Amelia's POV ł

Thank god for Pam. Amazing wonderful Pam. For tonight she can do no wrong. She is my idle.

She's covering my shift for me tonight. And I love her for it. I pull on my black skirt and dark green tank top. Grabbing my signature white converse and black jacket I head out to the car. As I start it I'm wiggling my feet into my shoes and looking over to make sure my purse is there. Thank god it is.

I'm already a little late to meet my brother. We're just doing are regular little meet up so its nothing to big. We go for a walk in the forest out to our old treehouse and just sit up there for awhile talking.

We used to take a picnic but he's uh a vampire so we don't do that anymore. He just got turned a couple years ago and now we're about the same age (at least by looks). He took more naturally to the change than most. At least that's what he says his maker says. He's always going on about his maker and his friends. Yet he never tells me any of their names. You could say we've drifted a little bit apart since he changed. I guess those sort of things just happen though. I check my phone seeing I'm already ten minutes late and a text from my brother.

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Bro: Where r u?
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Hastily I drive using my knees and text back.

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Me: Coming! Be there in a sec!
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I toss my phone back in my purse and turn abruptly around a corner. I know I'm going at least ten clicks over the speed limit but who cares. Nobody ever drives this road. Well except for my brother and me. Other may drive it to but I've never seen anyone else on this road.

I turn the last corner and pull up on the side of the road. In the distance I am faintly make out our old farmhouse and the large barn that still sands to this day.

We used to live there with our grandfather. We never met our parents. He only ever told us that we were better off without those two, oh how did he put it, 'immature foul beings.'. That's all he would ever call them.

Now he was no angel either. He was abusive and a drunk lard ass. He used to beat me and my brother till me were both unconscious. I don't want to know what he did to us after that. He was a evil foul man. If there were was a devil on this earth, rest assured it was my grandfather.

Now I'm not saying anyone did anything. And I'm not saying my brother killed him. But let's just say that after Terry (my brother) got turned my grandfather disappeared one night. He was never seen again. Now Terry lives in the farmhouse with his 'friends'. I didn't want to live there I couldn't stand all the bad memories.

Putting the past behind me I get out of my old blue car and walk into the forest. I get my flashlight from my purse and start to walk in the direction of the tree house. "Amelia, my dear sister!"

Terry comes up behind me and lifts me into the air with a hug. "Terry Middleton! You should know not to surprise me by now!"

With a sideways smile we walk I tot he woods. Leaving the past behind us and shutting out the harsh cruel world.

ł West's POV ł

I can't believe I told Eric I was afraid last night. He just looked at me strangely before telling me to go to bed. He didn't come to bed either. Not that I wanted him to. It's just, it wasn't like him.

Forcing myself up I walk over to my closet.

I grab plain clothes. One white bra, plain black underwear, a red tank top, and my fuzzy pajama bottoms. I'm not going anywhere what's the point of looking nice. Dragging myself to the bathroom I run a brush through my tangled up hair and lazily brush my teeth.