Love Sucks //TrueBlood Fanfiction\\

Chapter Three: The Overprotective Nord

I kept my purse close to me. Fangtasia did not seem at all a welcoming place like Merlotte's. It was more like a vampire night club.

I didn't feel any more uncomfortable there as I did anywhere else, though. It wasn't the fact that the bar was loaded with vampires that scared me, it was the fact that it was loaded with people at all. 

And then I noticed the strippers. Male strippers as well as female. They all had perfect bodies. Nice and thin, just like normal people prefer...

That triggered me even more. Why couldn't my body look like that? I mean, I had a nice hourglass figure, but my body was overall too large. My hips were wide and my thighs and boobs were huge. My belly was pudgy, as well. Don't even get me started on the stretch marks...

But these girls had perfect shapes and a perfect weight AND perfect skin. If Eric hired them, does that not mean he would be attracted to them? If so, then why would he be attracted to me?

Suddenly, there was a tall woman standing in front of me. She had blonde hair and really big lips. Her clothes were leather, but they looked fashionable. "Eric, who is this?" 

"Pam, this is Thyra. Thyra, this is Pam, my progeny. She's also the co-owner of Fangtasia." 

"Okay, but, what is she doin' here? Is she a new playtoy for you?" By the way she was speaking, I could tell she was extremely annoyed.

"Thyra is going to stay here. As my guest. Please try to be decent."

Pam rolled her eyes and said through gritted teeth, "Welcome to Fangtasia. Is there anything I can do for you." And then she turned and walked away.

Eric chucked softly in a way to say, "that's Pam for you."

He held my arm gently to lead me and I followed him. There was that deliciously cold chill again.
We walked through the crowd and then Eric opened a door to, what I assumed was, his office. I let out a small scream at what I saw when I entered. I then covered my mouth. 

On Eric's desk, there was a woman, her legs spread out, head leaned back. And a man, kneeling in front of the desk, his head between her legs...

In a flash, Eric was no longer at my side, and the man was no longer kneeling. He was being held up by his neck by Eric. The girl was too high to notice what was going on. But, from what I could see by the puncture wounds on the inside of her thigh, and the blood around the man's mouth, I realized he wasn't performing oral sex, he was drinking her blood. Which, made sense considering there's an artery that goes right into your thigh. Why do I know that?

"Who the fuck are you, and what the fuck are you doing in my office?" Eric was pissed. And his fangs were now protruding.

Ohhhhh holy fuck that's so hot. Fuck. I want him to bite my thigh, too. Wow his fangs are so much longer than the other vampire's fangs... Does that mean he's older? More powerful? 

"We were just having some fun." The foolish vampire laughed.

"Do you have any idea who I am?" Eric growled. "I am Eric Northman, sheriff of Area 5, owner of Fangtasia. I am over one thousand years old. And you, a small, insignificant, baby vampire, decided to have some fun in my office. Now, tell me. Do you think that was such a good idea?" 

The other vampire started stuttering, trying to come up with an explanation. Eric dropped him to the floor. "Take the girl and leave. Don't come back to Fangtasia again."

The guy grabbed the girl and carried her out hastily. Eric shut the door behind them and looked at me. A wave of sympathy came over his face and his fangs retracted. "Did I frighten you?"