Maybe I was too vocal and humans aren't supposed to talk to vampires like that. Well, I guess they'd better get over it.
What I don't get, is why I was so adamant about getting in there. Normally, I wouldn't have cared in the least. But tonight, something was pulling me into that bar.
I just felt like I had to get in there. I have not always been as vocal as I was when I fussed at the bouncer but I couldn't help it but I had to do it.
Come to think of it, it was kinda stupid. I shouldn't have done that. He could've bitten my head clean off but he didn't. I was able to get in and get much needed drink.
At least I was able to relax and enjoy my gin and tonic. Well I thought that I would be able to enjoy my gin and tonic.
Something was gnawing at me and that something was that tall, sexy vampire. I would slyly catch a glimpse of him but he was always looking at something else; or maybe someone else.
I almost asked Immanuel about him but I chickened out. I guess it wasn't such smooth sailing after all.
I don't know why but I was drawn to him. There was only one thing for me to do. I thought to myself, 'Sookie, don't be afraid.
You can do this. You can go up to him and thank him for letting you come into the bar and having a drink.
You can tell him that you appreciate it and then you can leave'. That was what I'd planned on doing. But what did I do?
I ran to the bathroom. I ran to the fucking bathroom.
Coward
'He won't be like the others. You won't hear his thoughts. You hear the dirty things that are in the heads of the human men; what they want to do to you sexually.
He won't try to use you to hide what he really is from his parents. If his mind is anything like the bouncer's then it'll be okay. You can do this Sook.'
A fangbanger walked out of one of the stalls and stared at me as if I was crazy. I smiled and hurriedly ran some water over my hands and ran back to the bar.
When I walked back out there, there he was standing where I stood not five minutes before. I started to walk in his direction.
I was determined. I was a woman on a mission. I was going to take my chances and I was not going to let anything stop me.
I lied.
When I looked at him, I saw that he had the most beautiful smile on his face ... but it wasn't for me. He was looking in the direction of the fangbanger that had just walked through the door.
He was smoothing down his shirt and smiling for her. She must be the fangbanger that he was waiting on. She was smiling too. That was the first thought that popped into my head.
Why would I even think that I would have a chance with the likes of him? I'm a workaholic. I don't have time for relationships. I have more important things to do. Another lie.
Shit.
I stomped my foot and turned away from him quickly so that I wouldn't have to see him look at her like that. I was just going to leave and never return.
I gave myself a good talking to and decided on what I needed to do. I said, "That's what you do, Sook. Thank him and go." I exhaled and made my move.
What the...
Why did I turn around and find him looking down at me smiling? He told me that I didn't have to leave.
After looking into his eyes, I didn't know if I could. I almost jumped his bones. I can just imagine the look on his face if I had done that.
But being the lady that I am, I composed myself. What I wanted to do was drown in his eyes. I could have gotten lost in those eyes. His eyes have captivated me.
I know that I stared at him long enough to almost forget what he said to me. All I could think to say was thank you. Really Sookie? He said that I didn't have to leave and what did say?
I said thank you.
THANK YOU!
I am such an idiot.
I pulled into the parking lot of the closest fast food restaurant.
"Welcome to Jack 'n the Box. Whatcha ordering tonight, honey?"
"I'll have a chocolate shake and large fry, please?"
"Small or large shake?"
"Small, please."
"That'll be 4.77. Come on to the first window darlin'."
At the first window, a young man stood there and waited. I smiled at him and said hello. He said nothing. His name tag said Coby. He took my money and that was it.
He had curly blond hair and brown eyes; no more than sixteen. As I watched him working his register, his face looked familiar. I knew that I'd seen him before.
Those brown eyes have seen some bad things and some bad times. They were filled with pain. I wished that I could help him but I wouldn't. His pain is his own.
"Here ya go," he said as he practically threw my change at me.
Rude little jerk, I thought. I wondered what his mom was like. I can only imagine the type of people that raised him. No manners at all. I'll bet his mom is a pickle.
"Thank you," I said as politely as possible. "Have a good night."
He closed the window and walked away.
Little shit. I didn't want to help him after all.
When I drove to the second window, I reached for the bag that the young girl was handing to me as I put my change in my purse.
When I looked up, the cashier was handing me my shake and I was greeted with a beautiful smile. Her name was Lisa.
She had flaming red hair and was just adorable. She had a face full of freckles and her eyes were bright green. I knew that I knew her too. This time I had to find out.