Between the Vampire and the Deep Blue Sea

Bloodlust

Eric

I had searched several places before I received the call from Pam.

"Help me, someone please!"

There was a women in an alley that needed saving. Maybe I was in the saving mood or the fact that Sookie is somewhere close and her goody two-shoe nature would strike him out where he stood if he didn't do anything.

"Fuck!" I shout.

Using my speed and strength.

Lunging myself over the male and shoving him against the stone building. Immediately going for the kill teeth in the neck - red liquid dripping down but tasting exquisite when the substance easily glides down my throat. Enjoying in the delicacy that was a human's blood was when I heard my cell give off a shrill ringing - immediately grabbing the cell from my pant pocket and opening it and answering the phone call I hear my child's voice through the speaker.

"I've got a scent."

Instantly I demanded to know where she was... throwing the human down against the ground. Dead and lifeless. From what he could see the human had no sort of identification on him and his clothes weren't clean therefore he could assume the guy was some sort of homeless human. A human that no one could remember.

She had texted her current location and in only seconds I was beside her. She had ventured to a night club - Club Chaos. 

"I smell her. Yet her scent is different then it was before."

"Could she really be a vampire?"

I hear Pam ask. I turn to her.

"I can only hope not. Sookie didn't want to be a vampire. If she was turned it was against her will."

"When we find her and the vampire that killed her. Can I kill him?"

"We will have plenty of time for killing Pam. Right now I'm more interested in finding out who took her and changed her. Then I will slowly get the truth from the vampire - he will wish for a quick death. Now come. We must follow the scent."

SOOKIE

Solomon had brought in some donors. One male and one women.

"Which one would you prefer?"

I pointed towards the women. The male soon left and only the female donor remained.

"Remember what I taught you."

I nod, standing up and walking over to the women. She was pretty - red curly hair, brown eyes, red tacky lipstick.

The girl sprawled out on the bed - already her facial features writhed in pleasure from the simple fact of being in attendance near vampires. I look straight in her face attempting my glamor - holding her gaze I feel something within me snap and the women's face goes blank, "you will sit here and not say a word.  After I finish you are to leave."

The women blinks, pleasure replaced with the obedience of the glamor.
I linger close to her neck. The waft of blood was quite alluring. I felt my fangs elongate - pushing out against my gums- protruding.

It was pure instinct the next moment.

It was like my mind went blank and all I could think about was the red liquid softly pumping through her veins. Suddenly my fangs were in her neck and the next moment I could taste her.

The blood, to be more specific.

There was a high that was trying to overtake my mind, I'd been a good girl when I was growing up and real southern belle, I hadn't been tempted with drugs being crazy was enough.  But I'd imagine this was what was so addicting in any drug like cigarettes, weed, cocaine, and even vampire blood. 

Now I could understand the instant addiction part.  She wasn't sure she liked it. 

Her body did.  She felt powerful and dangerous and seductive. 

"Sookie, slow it down or you'll kill her." I felt Solomon's hand on my shoulder and I immediately stopped. 

The women got up with a blank look on her face and exited the room. 

I felt a finger of my lips.

And then I watched my Solomon inch closer until our faces were inches apart. 

I knew that I had been turned against my will. 

I even knew Solomon only did what he did because he felt like he needed to. To do something good. 

And I even knew that I shouldn't be remotely attracted to him.  That I knew for sure Bill or Eric would be coming through the door at any second (if they knew that was alive.  Well alive in a vampire way) but she couldn't fight her natural instinct after a feeding. 

The rush, the high, the pure seductiveness of the blood, made herself boil in want. 

I saw my hand touching him.

The next second I went a step faster and completed the distance between us. 

Meeting his lips in a kiss smearing the women's blood against his lips. 

I couldn't fight it. 

And I don't think I want to stop even if I wanted to.