A whole new world

RATED - M

Disclaimer – I own nothing; just taking the characters for a walk in the park.

Hey, this is the first TRUE BLOOD, story i have written and I'm pretty sure it's not very good. But take a look at the first chapter, tell me what you think in a little review and i shall take it from there. Your reviews progresses my writing mind.

Kisses,

Sarah.

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Chapter 1

I was looking forward to this party, more so then i did any other party i had been to. It was my first night off work in a long time and i was planning to spend it with my best friend, Tara Thornton. Tara had been my best friend since we were real little and she had always been the one person i could count on through my life and the turmoil that had ensued. She had been there for me when my parents had died when i was seven, when i found out i could read other peoples' minds and more recently, when my gran had died. Yeah, I'd had a crazy twenty-five years of life and she had always been at my side, as i was there for her also. So when she had suggested we let our hair down and go to a party she had been invited to, i was really up for it – i could use a night to let my hair down. She hadn't told me where this party was but she had insisted she would pick me up from my home at eight, which the clock in the living room had just struck. I checked myself over in the reflection of my mirror and nodded approvingly. I was wearing a red and white strapless dress that finished just above my knee, with red stiletto heels and complimentary makeup. I was quite satisfied with how i looked and Tara seemed to think so too when i opened the front door to her and the first thing she said was 'Damn Sook, you're looking hot'

I laughed shyly before giving her a quick hug and replying 'Tara you look amazing' and she did. She was wearing a dress similar to mine, but black with a silver chain around the waist, although her dress was a little shorter and tighter than mine. 'So where is this party?' i asked as i grabbed my purse and we started heading to her car.

'It's in Shreveport' she replied as we got settled in the car and began the journey. I couldn't help but notice that she looked really shifty and nervous, i knew instantly there was something she wasn't telling me. I could have easily delved into her mind and sought the information i needed out but i wasn't in to using my 'talent' when un-required and especially not on my close friends and family. We drove silently for ten minutes, only the faint sound of music from the radio playing in the background but i couldn't help but notice that Tara was getting more and more shifty, unable sit still. 'Tara what aren't you telling me?' i asked cautiously, i knew my best friend too well.

'Nothing Sook, why would i need to hide anything from you?' she glanced from the road, over to me and once she noticed i was staring at her, she flung her eyes back onto the road again.

'Tara Thornton, you are my best friend and i love you to bits but if you don't tell me what you're hiding i will take a nice little trip into your mind and find out for myself' I said sternly.

She flinched at my words before taking a huge breath in and out, obviously contemplating whether she should tell me or not. 'Tara' i warned after she hadn't replied.

Eventually after a long strung out pause she began to speak 'We aren't going to a party Sookie...'

'So where are we going?' i asked.

'To a club' she replied, unable to look at me.

'What club Tara?' I prodded for further explanation as she turned off the road into a car park.

'This club' she smiled sheepishly and my mouth dropped open. Right ahead of us was a large stoney building, painted black with a red neon sign hung over the door; 'Fangtasia'

'Fangtasia' i stammered 'Tara this better not be what i think it is'

'Oh come on Sook, its exciting, i have never been to a vampire bar before and i thought we could go together and experience it together. I was going to come on my own, but i was too scared; i wanted my best friend with me' she rambled, barely stopping for breath.

It had been two years since vampires had come out for the coffin, so to speak and had managed to convince most of the American public they were no threat to society. I say most because obviously people were very dubious about believing that a race such as vampires – who were renowned for drinking blood, more specifically human blood – were capable of living amongst us, without hurting us in any way. Horror movies and the like were to fault for this as they often portrayed them as characters that were vicious, unforgiving and powerful and to be honest, i was pretty sure this was the case in reality, even if they didn't show it in their every day dealings. The vampires key argument for being able to live among us as equals had been the fact that scientists in Japan has been able to create a concoction of synthetic blood, also known as tru blood, which was meant to satiate a vampires hunger and give them the nutrients they needed, therefore they would no longer need to hurt humans to sustain themselves. Whether you believed this or not, vampires were still scary as hell and now Tara actually wanted to willingly go mingle with them, in a vampire bar no less.

I wasn't happy at all 'Tara, vampires? Really? Why would you want to see one?'

'Well, we have never had one in Bon Temps and they intrigue me. Come on, we will only stay for a little while and if you don't like it, we can leave straight away. Promise'

It was true, in the small town where we lived; Bon Temps, there had never been a vampire visitor to my knowledge which I'm sure many of the locals were very pleased about, as like i said, they had a infamous reputation. I sat there in the car for a moment, my mind in serious debate. Id so been looking forward to tonight and i was rapidly wishing i could have been at home, snuggled on the sofa with a tub of ice-cream and a movie. Tara owed me big time for this and i wouldn't let her forget it soon. 'Fine' i huffed 'A quick visit and then I'm going home, getting in my pyjamas and plotting a plan to get you back for this'

'Deal' Tara nodded as she unlocked the door and stepped out. I followed swiftly behind her. We reached the entrance of the club quicker than i had hoped and joined the large line of men and women waiting to enter. I shivered as their thoughts attacked my mind.

I hope i get bitten tonight.

I just want to feed them, maybe they will pay me. I need the money so badly.

I just need a good fucking, vampires are so good at pleasure, so fast, so big... i have never had one under seven inch...

'Tara, most of these people are fangbangers' i whispered to her over her shoulder, using the slang freely.

'How can you tell?' she asked curiously and i tapped the side of my head with one finger in response. 'Ooooooh...' she said, obviously knowing what i was trying to insinuate. I couldn't quite understand what the fascination was with vampires, getting bitten and having sex with them. I never met a vampire before and i had been brought up not to judge a book by its cover but it was hard to see a nice side to vampires, let alone one where you would happily jump into bed with them.

'ID?' A female voice brought me from my thoughts and i looked up startled, my eyes coming into contact of cold, glaring ones. The woman before me was much taller than me, causing her to look down on me with this persona of authority which made me feel very uneasy. She had long light brown hair and was incredibly thin, which wasn't helped by the short black dress she was wearing that hugged her body tightly. She was obviously a vampire.

'Oh sorry' I exclaimed coming out of my haze and reaching in my purse for my ID, handing it over to her as Tara placed hers back in her purse, after already having had it checked. She eyed it for a moment before looking back at me.

'Sookie Stackhouse of Bon Temps, twenty five years old' she drawled as if she had just read something from a menu that she liked the sound off.

'Yes ma'am that's me' I replied, trying to sound confident and sure of myself, of which i certainly was not.

'What's a little thing like you doing here? I can't imagine this is a usual type of hangout for a person like you'

'Curiosity' I replied unsteadily, glancing side ways at Tara who looked captivated by the vampire lady before us.

'Excuse me, do you have a staring problem' the vampire snapped at Tara who dropped her gaze instantly, embarrassed and afraid. The vampire lady laughed before handing me back my ID and moving to the side to allow us access to the club.

Fangtasia was nothing like what i imagined. I knew it would be very different to any other bar, but i was beyond shocked at what i found. It was a huge room, with red wallpaper that looked to be made out of velvet. Everything was red or black for that matter, the furniture, the bar, the lighting and even the ceiling. In fact it was so dark, that my eyes took a minute to adjust. Tara seemed mesmerised with her new surroundings but i on the other hand felt very weary and cautious, feeling very out of my depth. What had i got myself into?

And then it felt like i had walked into a brick wall and knocked the wind out of myself - It felt like every person in the bar who were either dancing, drinking or chatting had decided to scream their thoughts at me, like they all wanted a piece of attention.

I love this club

Someone, please please bite me

I hope i get out of here alive, or at least turned.

I gasped at that last thought and shuddered in disgust. 'Sookie, are you okay?' Tara asked me as we sat down in a nearby booth.

'Um... yeah, people are just thinking really loudly. Can you get me a drink? Gin and tonic?' i asked and she nodded before leaving me and heading to the bar. While she was gone, i took a few minutes to focus and block out the thoughts of the customers of the bar, placing what i like to call 'mental shields' up in my mind. Only when i finally felt that i was in control and i could think for myself did i start to really take in my surroundings properly. In general, it was quite difficult to separate the vampires from the humans as unless they were showing off their fangs at you, they looked like everyday human beings. But in this club, it was very obvious who the vampires were and who were the humans. The vampires all looked sullen and moody while the majority of humans were all buzzing around said vampires, flaunting themselves very obviously. Tara returned to the booth, drinks in hand, looking very happy. 'I love this place' she said sitting down. 'It's all so creepy'

'If that's what gets you going' i huffed, looking away from her. No way was she forgiven for this yet. I scanned the club once more and gasped, my eyes landing on what i presumed was a vampire, sitting on a throne on a stage. He was easily the best looking guy i had ever seen. Although he was sitting down, i could tell he was very tall, easily 6ft 2 with short blonde hair and almost godly physique. He was wearing black leather pants and a black silk shirt which seemed to fit in nicely with the theme of this club; very dark. I noted that he must be some kind of authority figure because he was the only one sitting on a throne in the entire club. I must have been staring at him for a while because Tara started shaking my arm across the table. 'Sook...Sook...Sookie' She exclaimed and i snapped my eyes back to her. 'What?' i asked.

'You were staring at him' she replied, nodding over to the hot vampire.

'Was i? Sorry' I replied, my eyes darting back over to him.

'He is quite good looking isn't he' Tara commented and i nodded absentmindedly.

'But he is also a vampire'

The next thirty minutes went by quite swiftly and i would have denied it if Tara had asked, but i was actually having a good time, although i kept looking over to the hot vampire every few minutes, which hadn't gone unnoticed by Tara. I batted her questions off easily before she went to go get us another drink. It was then i noticed that the lady vampire who had carded us at the door had approached the hot vampire on stage and what's more, she seemed to be nodding in my direction. My stomach flipped. Had i done something wrong? Maybe i had imagined it?

Whatever she was saying in the hot vampires ear hadn't received any sort of reaction from him, in fact he showed no emotion on his face what so ever which could have been a good sign, i suppose. At least she hadn't said anything obviously unpleasing. As Tara rejoined me in the booth once more, i noticed that the hot vampire man was now, once again on his own on the stage and staring directly at me, he never blinked. I glanced over and my blue eyes met his and my breath caught in my throat. His eyes were amazing, but so intense. I looked away as quickly as i had looked at him, shaken up. 'Tara, let's dance' i said, willing for a distraction. She nodded enthusiastically and we began to dance.

Soon, i was lost in the music of the club, dancing with Tara, laughing and giggling. I was having fun and had almost forgotten about the hot vampire when i turned my body with the music and found that my eyes were on his again. I stopped dancing immediately, suddenly very conscious of what i was doing. It was then, that he held his hand up and beckoned me with two fingers. 'Sookie, who is that?' Tara asked, obviously she had seen the exchange. 'Did he just ask you to go over there?'

I turned away from him to Tara 'I'm not sure' i said, beginning to shake 'Should i go over there?'

'I think so; he just did it to me too.' She gripped my arm hard and i pulled myself together.

'We could just leave?' i suggested.

'How far do you think we would get' Tara asked sarcastically 'He has been on his own all night and now he has asked us to go up. I don't think he is someone you say no to Sookie' she sounded scared and i gulped. I straightened myself up, running my hands down my dress to smoothen it out and began to walk towards him, Tara following behind me. As we reached the stage, i noticed two more chairs had been brought either side of him and my knees gave a little wobble. I steadied myself and stood in front of the stage, looking up at him. He looked even better up close and by the smug look on his face, he knew it.

'Please join me.' I knew it wasn't a question and both Tara and i really had no choice. We both took a seat either side of him. I crossed my legs carefully and placed my hands, clasped in my lap before gathering the courage to speak. 'Hi, my names Sookie, Sookie Stackhouse' I said, reaching my hand out in front of me, in order for him to shake it. He looked at it for a moment, a bemused expression on his face. Did vampires not shake hands? Just as i was about to retract it, highly embarrassed about my faux paus when he took it into his hand and shook it gently. His hands weren't freezing but oddly cool, cooler than what you would expect and i gasped at the touch. 'I'm Eric, Eric Northman' he said before turning to Tara who was looking down at the floor, her hands in her lap, obviously scared. 'And you are?' he drawled.

'I'm, I'm, I'm...' She stammered, sounding petrified.

'She's Tara Thornton, my best friend' i spoke for her, pitying her.

'Nice to meet you' He spoke quickly before turning to me.

'Are you enjoying your night?' He asked.

'It's different... We have never been to a vampire bar before'

'I see' He nodded 'Does it live up to your expectations?'

'I never really had any expectations' I replied quickly and he seemed taken aback by how brash i sounded. 'Excuse me, if that came across rude at all.' I corrected, my southern manners coming into play.

'No problem Ms Stackhouse. I have heard people say worse.'

'Are you the owner then?' I asked, glancing over to Tara who seemed shocked that i was sitting across from her having a conversation with a vampire.

'I am indeed' He replied as the lady vampire from before approached him and he rose, meeting my expectations from earlier in the height department. 'Excuse me' he said to me and Tara before walking to the left of the stage away from us. I relaxed a little, my shoulders hurting from how tense they had been. I could vaguely hear the two vampires muffled conversation and i knew that they definitely weren't speaking English which concerned me a little; i knew listening into conversations was considerably rude, but i was intrigued, so decided to tap into my 'talent' and zone into the two vampires and their thoughts. I gasped audibly as i realised i couldn't hear them, it was like they had no thoughts, like there was no brain signature apart from an empty hole, almost like a void. This had never happened to me before. Okay sure, sometimes i couldn't hear Sam, my bosses' thoughts properly all the time as they came out fuzzy and blurry, not making much sense but none the less, i could still hear them. But with these vampires...Nothing. How had i not realised this before.

'Sookie? What's wrong?' Tara whispered over to me, the girl looked petrified.

'Doesn't matter' i smiled, revelling in this new discovery. There was silence when i focused on the vampires, a silence i don't think I'd ever quite managed before. It was like i was in my own mind, just me, with no one there to butt in with whatever was going through their minds. I loved it.

'Sorry about that ladies, i had a quick business matter to attend to' Eric brought me out of my thoughts as he sat down once more.

'That's okay. Anyway, we should probably get going now' I replied smiling politely and motioning to move from my seat when Eric reached out and grabbed gently onto my hand.

'Stay' He said firmly 'Please'

'No, I'm afraid we really must...' I stopped as i found someone's thoughts screaming out at me.

Where the hell is my backup? I have been here to long already, i don't get paid enough for this..., if they don't get here soon then the vamp will be done feeding from that girl in the bathroom and we will have nothing to go on. This whole thing would be a bust. Unless the vamp got carried away and drained the fangbanger dry. Oh that could be interesting...

I zoned in on the man, spotting him on the other side of the room easily. He looked nervous, more so than the other customers here, more so than me id dare to venture. I turned to Eric quickly.

'Mr Northman, we all have to leave now. There is a man in here who is an undercover cop and he is waiting for backup to raid this place' I stammered out my sentence, staring at him. He eyed me suspiciously, before letting go of my arm and resting back into his throne.

'Ms Stackhouse, i have nothing to fear, my establishment follows the laws and rules.'

'Well you should probably have let the vampire feeding off a girl in the bathroom know that' i challenged him.

Finally, i could see he was starting to look concerned and without even a movement, the vampire lady from earlier had somehow been beckoned to him and he spoke once again in a foreign language. As he spoke, the doors of the club burst open and police stormed inside. Before i knew what was happening, the vampire lady had taken off and Tara and I were being pulled by Eric out of the back entrance of the club and into what i presumed was his car. In a matter of seconds we were speeding away from Fangtasia and back in the direction of Bon Temps. I turned to Tara who was sitting in the back seat, her face drawn and her whole body shaking. 'Are you okay?' I asked her quickly, gathering my own breath.

She didn't speak, just nodded vigorously while looking like all her nightmares had come at once. I felt some pity for her but almost felt satisfied at the same time. I know that makes me seem horrible but it was her fault we were in this position anyway. Karma is a bitch.

'How did you know?' Finally Eric spoke, which made me jump as id actually forgotten he was there for a moment.

'Know what?' I asked stupidly.

'You know what.' He sounded impatient, tightening his grip on the steering wheel. He was easily going at 80.

'Would you slow down' it wasn't a question.

'I'm not going fast'

'Yeah and I'm the pope. Now slow down' I exclaimed, shocked when he began to speed up, earning a shriek from Tara who was cowering in the back seat. Surely, we would be in Bon Temps soon. 'Mr Northman, that's not slowing down' I raised my voice.

'Tell me how you knew and ill slow down' He told me. How dare he bribe me like that?

'Don't you dare bribe me?'

'I don't bribe. Think of it more as bargaining.' He chuckled lightly, pressing his foot further on the gas pedal. I gripped onto the seat, digging my nails into the smooth leather. I hoped it messed them up 'Now tell me'

I was panicking now. He was easily doing over 100, speeds id never dare go to, even if my car would have allowed me, which it wouldn't being that it was so old and had seen better days. 'Urmm...Urmm...' I stammered 'I heard him on his cell when i was sitting in the booth and Tara went to get drinks' I didn't sound convincing; no one would have believed me, but id decided it was worth a try.

'Lies' He replied instantly. I knew it.

I began to get really angry as he stepped on the gas once more, increasing the speed to 120 easily. How dare he? I saved him from being arrested for goodness sake and this is how he repaid me. I should have left him there. I was bitter but could you blame me? He was now risking mine and Taras' life after i had helped him out. That's not all right with me, on any level.

'Listen here mister. I helped you out tonight; i told you what was happening with the cop and in the bathroom of your vampire club. You would surely have been arrested had i not told you what was happening and this is how you repay me; you could get me and my best friend killed. You're the first vampire i have properly met and after tonight i hope to never meet you or one ever again' I ranted, rather loudly to his, Taras' and my surprise. He slowed down considerably to at least 40 before he spoke again.

'Ms Stackhouse, i understand that you helped me tonight and i am grateful. However, do try see it from my point of view; you enter my club tonight, looking and smelling delicious...'

'I did not´ I interrupted him.

He easily spoke over me with this deep voice 'Please do not interrupt me. To me you did. You caught my attention Ms Stackhouse. I have walked this earth for more years than you can imagine and my attention is rarely taken by anyone. Apart from you.' He paused for a moment, shifting slightly 'But as i was saying, you entered my club, bought several gin and tonics if i remember correctly and then proceeded to tell me that my club would be raided and a fellow vampire was performing an illegal activity in my establishments bathroom. Now, you're either working for the police in some capacity or other or something else is going on. What is it to be Ms Stackhouse?'

Deciding silence was my greatest weapon here, i enforced it and sat in silence, which i aimed to do for the rest of the drive home. The atmosphere in the car was now intense, with Eric glancing over at me repeatedly, staring at me for seconds at a time. I was panicking, trying to form a plan; my instincts told me that no good could come of telling him of my 'talent' but another part of me knew that he wouldn't let this drop. It was only when Tara spoke that the silence was broken and it made me jump. 'Can you turn right here?'

'Tara? Aren't you coming to mine?' I was shocked and kind of disappointed. She was going to get Eric to drop her of at hers, leaving me alone in the car with him. Eric turned right and soon pulled up at Taras' house.

'I just want to go to bed Sookie' she didn't look any less scared than when we had left the club. 'You can stay if you like?'

'What with your mum being there?' i replied 'No thanks.' The last time i had stayed round Taras', her alcoholic mother had ended up throwing an empty bottle of vodka at me and I'd spent the night in hospital, getting stitches.

'But Sook, I can't leave you like this. I'm not leaving without you' she nodded towards Eric who was staring pointedly out of the front window, his hands still gripping the steering wheel.

'Well you should have thought of that before you decided to take me to Fangtasia under false pretences. Eric will take me home and ill ring you as soon as I'm in my door. If i don't ring you then call the police and tell them everything' I thought that was pretty reasonable and logical.

'But Sook...' Tara argued.

It was then that Eric finally moved, his eyes latching onto those of Tara. 'Tara, listen to me. You're safe aren't you Tara? Nice and happy?'

Tara nodded, almost in a daze.

'Ms Stackhouse, will be completely safe getting home. However, you will wait for her phone call to make sure. If you don't receive one you will proceed to call the police. Is that correct?' Eric continued, never breaking eye contact.

'Of course, she will be safe but to make sure i will wait for her phone call. If i don't get a phone call, ill call the police.' Tara nodded

'Good girl, now you're going to go inside and wait by the phone' Tara nodded once more and then Eric turned away, breaking the eye contact. He returned to his position of looking out the front window, while i sat their gobsmacked, having just watched the scene unfold.

'Bye Sookie, you will be safe. Ring me when you get home' was all Tara said before she got out of the car and headed into her home. I turned to Eric 'What did you do to her?' I exclaimed.

'I simply glamored her' Eric replied, like it was the most casual thing in the world. What did he mean he glamored her? It was more like he hypnotised her and manipulated her.

'And that is?'

'It's a vampire thing' He shrugged casually as he began to drive once more. I gave him brief directions to my home before he spoke again. 'You never answered my question'

'Because i didn't want to'

'Why?'

'Do i have to have a reason?' I huffed, raising a glare out of him. I suspected he didn't like not getting what he wanted straight away.

'Isn't it only courteous to answer someone's questions?'

'Not when you risked my life' I snapped.

'You were never in danger'

I laughed sarcastically. 'To you maybe. It's alright for you to go fast, if you crash it doesn't matter; you're already...' I stopped myself just in time; maybe that was a little harsh.

'Dead?' he finished with an eerily chuckle. 'Yes, that appears to be the case'

He pulled into my drive way, the car bumping around on the pothole gravel, causing me to lift out of my seat ever so slightly. When the car stopped outside of my house, I slung my seat belt off and turned to Eric. 'Well, thanks i guess. Nice to meet you and all that' I reached for the car handle and pulled it. Instead of it releasing the door as i had planned, it stayed firmly shut and i tried again, giving the door a little nudge to help it along. It didn't budge. I was locked in the car with a not so friendly vampire.

'Eric, please open the door' maybe the polite approach would work? I wasn't hopeful.

'Sookie' It was the first time he had said my name properly and he said it so quietly, so perfectly, my tummy did somersaults. Before i knew it, i turned to him and caught his eyes instantly, they were so intensely blue, i could have got lost in them forever and i found myself oddly wanting to, until i felt this awkward prodding sensation in my brain, like someone was trying to get in. I had never felt it before. It was uncomfortable and strange. It was only when Eric broke the stare and looked away confused, did i realise what had just happened.

'How dare you' I spat at him. 'How dare you try to glamour me?'

He looked stumped, genuinely stumped. 'Why didn't it work' He muttered.

'You bastard. How dare you' I repeated, getting more and more angry. 'Let me out of the car NOW' i screamed at him. He released the door immediately, seemingly more caught up in his thoughts than about me being locked in the car with him. I flung the door open so hard, i could have sworn it nearly come off the hinges. I didn't care. I slung my legs out of the car and began to walk to the old farmhouse that was my home. It had been my grans' before it was mine and when she died, she had left it to me; however, it was very old and hard to maintain to the standard i would have liked.

I managed to make it to the front door before i felt Eric looming behind me. I wasn't scared, i didn't have time to be scared, i was angry and my adrenaline was pumping. 'Go away' i told him as i put my key in the lock and flung the door open.

'Please' was all he said 'I just want to talk' His voice was the most gentle i had heard it all night, like he was desperate and upset.

How dare he do this to me? I help him, he nearly gets me killed, glamour's my best friend, locks me in a car, tries to glamour me and then proceeds to play the soft and gentle act with his tone of voice to make me feel guilty and the worst thing of all was that it was working. I turned to him, gathering my thoughts and regaining my self control.

'I'm sorry' He apologised and for some reason, i got the feeling that it wasn't something he did regularly. 'As i told you earlier, i have walked this world for a long time and have come across many things. But you. You are something different; you baffle me Ms Stackhouse and that isn't an easy thing to do. You must see how that is frustrating for me?'

'So I'm meant to feel bad for you because you can't get what you want?'

'That's one way to put it i suppose' He seemed to contemplate the thought.

We were silent for a few moments as i thoughts things over. The night definitely hadn't gone how i had hoped it would and i was disappointed. I just wanted a girly night out, a few drinks, maybe some dancing. Instead I'd had a whole lot of drama shoved on my lap for me to deal with. 'How can i trust you?' I eyed him 'How do i know you're not going to hurt me. You already tried to kill me and glamour me once'

'Ms Stackhouse, you were never in danger. The glamour was merely a test' He paused 'Open your door and take a step inside.'

'Why?'

'Vampires cannot enter a human's house without being invited. If you are ensure that i would hurt you, simply cross the threshold and i will not be able to get to you.'

Well that was oddly nice of him to tell me information like that. I had heard rumours that was the case with vampires but i was never sure. I stepped over the threshold and turned to face him once more. 'Fine'

'Maybe in time, when you trust me, you will allow me to enter' He commented and i shook my head.

'Unlikely Mr Northman. But as you have offered me an olive branch so to speak and i feel a little bit more safer. I will allow you to ask one question, and then I'm going to bed.' I instantly wanted to slap myself, knowing what question he would ask. I wasn't a person that went back on her word. My gran really had to enforce manners into me when i was little, didn't she.

'How did you know?' I knew what he meant, he couldn't have meant anything else and me being the good little southern girl i was, i was going to reply truthfully.

'I can read minds.'

And with that, i slammed the front door in his face.

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Thankyouuuu

Sarah