Chapter Fifteen- Tension

I was in the toilets downstairs now, almost banging my head against the wall in frustration- what the hell had I done-? I'd slept with Eric, full on betrayed Godric...

And I was so very sorry for doing it.

I put the lid down now and sat on it, head in my hands while tears dropped onto the floor. Sure, the other vampires could probably hear me, but I really didn't care.

How long I sat there eluded me, but now the door opened and I heard a familiar voice.

"Rose?"

"Go away Godric." I just muttered, not wanting to see his dissapointed, maybe furious expression.

"Sweetie, please open the door."

I gave in now and unlocked it, and it was pushed open to reveal Godric stood there.

"This is a girls bathroom Bambi." I said now, not meeting his eyes. The man young in looks, not age walked forwards now and completely taking me by total surprise as he pulled me into his arms and hugged me. "My sweetheart. I'm sorry."

"Wh- what-? But-? It's all my fault. You didn't make me sleep with him."

"But you warned me, and I trusted him..." Godric said, kissing my forehead. "I let you down."

"No. Godric, no. It was my fault." I groaned, standing up and pushing him away while tears streamed down my face. He frowned now, and I just added. "I know you're angry... and you have every right to be. You didn't hurt Eric did you?"

Godric shook his head a fraction. "No. But he's gone back to Shreveport."

Yeah, he did sound a tad frosty now, and I went to walk past, and Godric closed the door, keeping us both in the cubical. "Godric, let me out."

"No."

"Why?" I had to ask, and for the first time, I heard a dark snarl escape him. "Roxanne, don't test me. I'm really not in the mood."

"See? You are mad at me." I sighed, and he finally said. "Yes. Yes I am. I feel betrayed and let down. By both you and Eric... But... this is what humanity does, every day isn't it? Let each other down?"

He had blood in his eyes now, and I realized he was trying not to cry.

"Godric-"

"No." he said, too coldly for me to comprehend, then was gone in a flash.

I'd broken his heart well and truly now... something that had probably never happened for two thousand years.

What the hell had I done-?

I went back up to my room now, feeling more than lost, but I froze when I saw Eric- he'd defied an order of sorts from his maker... what the fuck was he playing at-?

"Piss off." I told him as he got up off the sofa and walked towards me. He stopped dead, then said. "Rosie-"

"No! Shut the fuck up! Godric's gone, and it's all your fault-!"

Oh, I knew it was my own too... but at that moment, I wasn't thinking straight.

"Rosie, just-" he started once more, but I went to slap him, and he caught my wrist, going. "Don't do that."

"Why huh? Try and break my heart further. You could probably do it you bastard-!"

Eric didn't say anything now, but merely sighed and said as I went into my room and grabbed my suitcase. "Where are you going?"

"Home."

"There's no one there. The police are investigating it."

"Then I'll find a hotel."

"You have no money."

"I'll fucking sleep under a damn bridge then-!"

Eric sighed and rolled his eyes, then said. "Back at my bar, I have a spare room that you could take."

"I'll pass." I said bitterly, but he flung out an arm and stopped me dead, going. "I insist."

A scoff escaped me now, and tears rolled down my cheeks. "Eric... Godric's gone. And... I don't know what to do..." I sat down on the bed now and let out a new sob-

Why did life have to be such a pain in the ass-? And love... why was it so complicated-?

"You may not think it-." Eric said now, and I replied with in a low voice before he could finish. "Don't... just don't."

He shut up now and sighed once more. "Rosie... you need somewhere to live, and I'm offering you a place. No strings attached. Well, if you can put up with Pam."

"Pam?" I couldn't help but frown, and he just said. "My progeny."

"Oh."

It was quite simple now that I thought about it, but I wasn't in my right mind at the moment...

"No strings attached?" I asked now, and he nodded. "You have my word."

"That doesn't mean anything until you live up to it." I said bitterly, then sighed in defeat. "Fine, I'll take it... but if anything happens-!"

"I promise I won't sell you to a customer." he grinned rather devilishly now, and I rolled my eyes as I remembered- vampire bar? check. Dick of an owner? Check. One very stupid human girl going to live there-? Double check.

I was so going to end up regretting this... but what other choice did I have-? Godric probably never wanted to see me again... and that hurt like hell.

The plane flew on further now towards the Louisiana area, and finally touched down.

It seemed so very... green as we were flying over it, but as we did land in New Orleans, it was more or less city.

Eric was fast asleep under the plane in his 'casket of doom' as I liked to call it. When we landed, I wondered if it woke him up. But still, as I looked outside, the sun was setting as I watched. A few choice lyrics from the Arctic Monkeys came to mind now, and I could hardly stop myself from letting out a laugh.

Of course, the other people in first class thought I was a nutjob when I let out a giggle when I was seemingly alone. Don't mind the kid (!)

There was an empty car waiting at the airport, and I knew right away that it was Erics. Then again, how the hell did he even get in with that height-? Bumpity bump right on the head as he got in I expected.

Now that would have been funny to watch.

Eric rose from the dead now, oh, sorry, woke up and proved me right- the flashy car was his, and as the luggage was loaded into it, I got in the front and sighed, staring at a tiny stain at the bottom of the window. Eric got in now, then sighed.

"Let's head home."

"It's not my home dipshit." I retorted, and he rolled his eyes, giving up. I reached forwards now and turned on the radio, some good music playing.

"This is crap." Eric said in distaste, going to turn it off, but I slapped his hand, and in a flash, the radio was off. Damn vamps and their speed.

"You're boring." I growled now, looking out the window. Eric chuckled. "Am I?"

"Yeah you are." Was all I could think of retorting back with, and all that dick did was smirk.

How the hell had I agreed to live with him-?

I was nodding off when we reached our destination in Shreveport. Never heard of the place until Eric told me its name.

"We're here." he said now as he prodded me awake, and none too gently either the great bigheaded-! I was running out of things to call him. A visit to a dictionary seemed very good now.

Eric did pull my rather heavy suitcase to round the back, then pushed thee door open and I heard a female voice talking swiftly, in which Eric said something back.

As I walked inside, I saw a kind of familiar blonde- maybe I had seen her at Godrics or something before that explosion.

"Roxanne Luckett?" she asked curiously now, then looked to Eric. "I don't care how famous she is, but I'm not slaving after a human."

Eric rolled his eyes, then said to her. "Don't you have customers to be serving?"

"But-?"

"Pam." he just said, and she turned away, huffing off like an annoyed Labrador retriever.

"She'll warm up to you soon enough." Eric said now, and more to himself I noticed. He walked through the back now, me following, then pushed open a door in the far corner, and I heard him growl.

"Imbicials-!"

I glanced in, then saw that my 'new room' had been filled with boxes of all sorts, and used as a storeroom.

Eric was off again now, sounding more than a little pissed off.

I wandered around the back now and found Erics office, so I sat behind it and put my feet up, closing my eyes- I could get used to this anyway.

"Comfy are we?"

I opened an eye now and spied him coming in, so I nodded. "I rather am."

"Get off or I'll sit on you." he said now, raising an eyebrow. Hehe, he was serious, so I got up and let him sit down where he opened a draw, rummaging through.

"What are you looking for?"

"Your brain (!)" he smirked back, then pulled out a few papers and went through them, scanning the writing for a second, then straightened up and said without looking at me. "Your rooms cleared now if you want to settle in."

"Oh, ok." I said, and he wandered off with the papers still in his hand. I stood there for a moment, then walked back out and into my now cleared room. It wasn't exactly a bedroom, it was tiny, but it did have a single bed in the corner, and there was a tv on a chest of draws, and that was it. No wonder they used the place as a store room instead of bedroom. For one thing, there were no windows in the room, and I wondered if it was a crash out room or something.

The bar, Fangtasia, yeah, stupid name huh? was open to the public, and I wanted to have a look around. Well, not on my own. These vampires probably would eat me alive, literally.

At least my walls were soundproof, so I couldn't hear anything until I opened the door. Did this place have a bathroom? I wandered once more through the back and to my surprise, found one complete with a modern shower. Oh hell I was never leaving this place with a bath like this too.

"Being nosy aren't we?"

I jolted now, then turned around to face Pam, where I smiled and said. "Sorry. I was looking for a bathroom."

"Well you found it." she said, and I wondered if she really would thaw out. "Uh, nice to meet you." I told her now, and she raised an eyebrow. "Is it?"

"Uh, yeah." was all I could say back, feeling nervous, and no doubt she could tell. But now she took my hand as I offered it, but soon let go. "How long are you staying?" she asked now, and her eyes hadn't really warmed up at all. Did she want to eat me or something?

"I've no idea." I shrugged, then laughed weakly. "I'm homeless."

"So we're taking in strays now?" she scoffed, then turned away and walked off. What the fuck was her problem? Fickle vampires.

"How do you like your room?"

I jumped almost a mile into the air now as Eric spoke behind me, and I snarled. "Stop creeping up on me you bitch!"

Eric had an eyebrow raised as I turned to him, then he chuckled. "This is getting fun."

"Yeah, I bet." I muttered in a growl, then sighed and asked. "Can I get something to drink?"

"Such as?"

"Dunno. Coke?"

"Get it yourself." he just smirked, then left. I rolled my eyes, then followed him into the main room where I saw vampires. A good few, but not the most I'd ever seen in one place. Oh there were humans too.

A human now spoke to me, one with ragged brown hair and deep green eyes. I saw a bunch of holes in his neck as he asked. "Can I get a mojito?"

I glanced to the rest of the bar- it was empty at the moment, and I shrugged- might as well. Swiftly, I grabbed the ingredients and mixed them together- years of practice with my old friends from High school in the toilets while bunking a lesson. Not my finest hour, but girls needed fun too.

After glancing at the price list, I asked for the money and he gave it me, looking pretty pleased with his drink as he took a sip.

Take that vampires.

"Tell me I did not just see that."

Eric was back, and was looking rather pissed off. "Rosie, you shouldn't be serving. You're not employed, and you're not even legally allowed to be in here. Get your drink and out."

I was pissed off myself now, but knew he was telling the truth and protecting his business- if cops had been in here, he'd get in trouble. Even more so if they found me.

"Hmm..." I said, getting a bottle of Coke and went back into the bedroom, feeling sour- I was more than bored.

Eric came in now, then sighed. "I know it's boring. But two days hm?"

"Two days?" I asked in confusement, then realized, feeling like a total twit; my birthday. The big eighteen. Mind you, I'd already broken the law regarding getting laid...

Why oh why couldn't we live in Britain where you could get laid at sixteen-? They could even leave school at sixteen-seventeen... jealous much.

"Forget your own birthday now?" he smirked, and I lifted a foot and kicked the door closed in his face.

Guess this was life for now...

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