THE MEMORYLESS GAUL

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I checked my phone for the billionth time that night. I hope I am only being paranoid but I have a sinking feeling that something is wrong. My Godric has been gone longer than he said he was going to be and he hasn't been answering my calls or texts. Earlier the night before Bill told Eric that there was a small coven of witches that he needed to look into. Godric said he would go instead and hasn't been heard from since. The front door opened and I hoped beyond hope it was Godric. I rushed to see and it turned out to be Sookie.

"I am sure Godric is fine Flora. He is a 2,000 year old vampire. He can handle himself." Sookie said to me when she saw my disappointment. Sookie has been back from the Fae realm for a few days now. I have missed my twin desperately but her input isn't helping. Sookie and I were almost identical. The only differences between us was that my sunny blonde hair was longer and curlier, also my eyes were a grass green instead of Sookie's dark chocolate eyes.

"Thanks Cookie. I fell loads better now." I tell her sarcastically, using my pet name for her, before going back into the kitchen and sitting at the table. Please let me know you're alright Godric, I think as I look at my phone. Sookie put her hand on mine for a single moment and her thoughts came in loud and clear.

Godric can't stay away from you for too long. He'll be back soon, you'll see.

"I know. I am probably just being paranoid. I am sure something came up." I told her with false confidence. She smiled a small smile at me before leaving the kitchen. I grabbed my phone and sent Eric a quick text. I don't hate him like Sookie does. Sure he and I have had our fair share of disagreements and fights but he has plenty of redeemable qualities. I don't know how Sookie doesn't see them. I know his methods can be unorthodox but his intentions are usually not so bad.

Me: Hey. Have you heard anything from Godric?

Eric: No, not yet. I will let you know if I do.

"Dammit." I swore. Then I turned the vegetable soup off and headed upstairs to change. I need to get out and do something to get my mind off my worrying. Seeing Lafayette sounds like a good idea to me, he can always cheer me up. I changed into black shorts and a red, black, and white plaid shirt. I put a thick, black belt across my stomach and I was ready.

Heading out. Be back soonish. I think loudly to Sookie as I walk out the door. I get into my beloved blue Volkswagen and dial Lafayette's number. It rang so long I thought he wasn't going to answer but at the last minute he did.

"Hey girl." Lafayette said. He didn't sound like his usual upbeat, sassy self.

"Everything okay?" I ask as I pull out of my driveway.

"Sure it is. Why wouldn't it be?" He replied, his tone told me he was lying but I dropped it.

"Can I come over for a bit? I need some Lala time."

"You're always welcome at my place, you know that Hooker." He told me and I smiled.

"Is Jesus there?" I asked

"No, he just left. It'll only be you, me, and the vodka."

"Sounds like my kinda night." I laugh into the phone. "See you soon Bitch."

"Get your sexy ass here ASAP." He told me, sounding more like himself, and he hung up.

An hour and many shots of vodka later, Lafayette and I were dancing to the loud beat of his blaring radio. We spun each other around and our dancing turned provocative. Having a gay best friend is always the best. Especially if said friend was Lafayette Reynolds. After a few songs we collapsed on his worn couch, breathless from our laughter.

"Do you think I am worrying about Godric for nothing Lala?" I asked after we caught our breath. I looked into his kind, eyeliner framed, eyes. He licked his lips and looked away from me.

"I am sure he will turn up." He told me after a pause. That didn't answer my question. I squinted my eyes at his chocolate face and he spoke again. "I'd be worried if it was Jesus."

"Thank you. Sookie doesn't think I should be worried but I can't help it." I responded.

"The two of you together is such a sight." He teased me after a pregnant pause. His lips lifted up into a smirk. "Sure he is one old motherfucker but he only looks 16, tops. It looks like you robbed the cradle."

"You wouldn't believe the weird looks we get in public." I snorted at him, alcohol buzzing in my veins. "Then they find out he is a vampire and their looks turn even more judgmental. Honestly, sometimes I really hate people. How is Godric and I's relationship any of their business?"

"You tell it girlfriend." He saluted me and I chuckled. "Show those hicks whose boss."

We took a few more shots and turned on his TV. I got a blanket and snuggled in the couch. It didn't take long for me to fall asleep.

Dream:

Sunlight poured through the windows and I rolled over on the couch. When I hit a hard, cool, chest my eyes snapped opened. I looked up to see Godric's face smiling at me. His close lipped smile turned into an open mouthed smile and I saw his beautiful fangs. I love it when he smiles at me like that.

"You needn't worry." His uniquely accented voice said soothingly and relief filled me. "I am right here."

"I thought something happened to you." I breathed with a smile, my green eyes sparkling.

"Nothing happened. The business with the witches took longer than necessary is all." Godric told me calmly. He ran a finger down my cheek and his expression was loving. I slid up and locked my lips with his. His fingers wove firmly in my hair and I hummed. When I ran my tongue down one of his fangs he tilted his head slightly, deepening our kiss.

I woke up with a start and looked around. Disappointment twisted inside of me and I laid back down. Of course it was a dream Flora, I told myself, we were in the sunlight for Christ sake. I reached for my phone and checked the time. I was surprised to see that it was 5:00 the next day.

"Good evening." I heard Lafayette's chipper voice say to me. I looked over to see him walking into the room with a plate full of eggs and bacon. He was wearing purple sweatpants and no top. I sat up so he could join me on the couch. "I just woke up not so long ago myself."

He sat next to me and I grabbed one of the forks on the plate. We shared it in comfortable silence and he turned on the TV. When all the food was gone I finally spoke.

"Did you sleep well Prison Bitch?" I asked with a teasing grin. He turned to me and scoffed.

"Nobody wants a confident, sassy prison bitch. You on the other hand, would make a perfect one." He responded and I shoved him in the arm before standing up.

"I'm getting in the shower. Be right back." I told him walking away.

"Thanks for asking permission first." He called after me and I snickered.

I took a long, hot shower before getting dressed in the same clothes as before. I spent a few more hours at his house hanging out. When the sun set I headed home. Suddenly I remembered my vegetable soup and swore. I hope Sookie put it in the fridge.

Half way to my house a figure caught my attention. I turned my bright lights on and then gasped, slamming on the breaks. He froze when I shinned the brights at him. Standing there looking at me with wide eyes was Godric. He was shirtless and covered in dirt.