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~10~Realizations~

I didn't know how many seconds, minutes, nor hours passed by after Eric left me to think things through. It was a lot of information to handle.

Number one being the question I've always asked myself through out my life.

Why I had the ability of telepathy, the ability to read others' minds.

Why I had to be labeled as a freak of nature. Turns out the answer I had been seeking was the truth I had known all along. That the truth of the matter was I had always been a freak of nature, an abomination, an alien.

In supernatural terms, I could be categorized as a Faerie but not all faerie, only half, and because of the faerie part of me my body for some god-forsaken reason was rejecting it; making myself weaker and weaker until eventually, I drew my last breathe.

There wasn't a cure. Trust me, I checked everything even before I knew the cause. However the only thing my mind could rationalize was the promise from Eric. He would turn me - to save me. I'd asked him out of the selfish reasons.

I didn't want to die. That was it.

I had a lot to live for.

Jason and Gran being two reasons. After Gran passed who would be there for Jason. Jason being my only brother and family after Gran would pass. He wasn't one to get by by himself. What of Tara and Sam for two more reasons and everyone else from Merlottes, for that matter?

I would leave a big gapping hole in each and everyone's heart and I couldn't bare causing such sadness.

When I thought of Eric keeping his promise. Changing me into a vampire. The word vampire caused a shiver to go up my back. Ever since vampires had come out of the coffin I had been intrigued to find out what all the commotion had been about.

When Bill had walked into my work I had noticed for the first time I couldn't read vampire's minds. For the first time I was literally freed from my curse, I had deemed to call it during my youth.

But since I've gotten to learn and handle vampires on a regular basis my opinion of them was a bit jaded. I worried after I'd changed what others' would think.

Would they shout out that I'd been a freak all along?

Would they cower and shy away from me?

Would they feel revolted?

Would I want to kill and maim them?

I put my head in my hands. Sighing loudly. Just what would I do?

A hand on my shoulder got my head out of my hands and my eyes to meet Eric's.

Eric sat down resuming his place beside me. He didn't look like the Eric from the club he looked more human if I could call it that.

He placed his hands on my own in a comforting way. Holding them squeezing them - it was like the two of us had a silent conversation with each other

One was saying, "whatever happens I will be here for you. Always. "

And mine said, "I wish none of this happened. "

It literally shocked me when Eric pulled my face into his shoulder.

"It's alright. Everything is going to be alright. "

That's when I let everything out.