Sep 23, 2012 16:27
Author's note: Just to clarify, this fic is set after the conversation at Merlotte's between Alcide and Sookie in the finale of season 4. Alcide and Debbie have broken up and Sookie has broken up with Bill and Eric, but I am ignoring everything after that (including the death of Debbie and vamping of Tara).
Chapter 2
Sookie couldn't even figure out who she was in love with anymore. She loved Bill. She loved Eric. But both of them had nearly stabbed out her insides and ripped her heart out through her throat. She could do without their love, thank you very much.
Hanging out with Alcide was nice. It kept her mind off of Bill and Eric. They could watch football and talk about hunting season. He liked the same kind of food as her. Dating him was a different can of worms.
She didn't even know how to date a normal guy. A guy that could walk around during the day.
He unlocked the front door to his house and held it open for her. She ducked inside, glancing around nervously. "So...you aren't worried that Debbie might come after you?"
"No. Her sister called and said she went back to Mississippi. Her parents live there. She runs back to them every time she doesn't have a man to live off of."
The bitterness in his voice tired Sookie. She wasn't sure he would ever be able to get over Debbie. She wasn't sure she could ever get over Bill and Eric.
This whole thing is a mistake, a little voice in her head nagged. A crazy idea. This won't work.
She started to open her mouth and tell him to take her home when he took her hand. "I wanna show you something."
She hesitated, unsure of what to say. She knew she should tell him how she felt- that she was having second thoughts- but her interest got the better of her. "What?"
"C'mon." He led her down the hall, to his bedroom.
She started to pull her hand away. "Alcide, I can't-,"
To her confusion, he passed his room and opened the door next to it. Inside was a large bed covered with a pink and white quilt. There was a TV and a reading lamp. A suitcase sat on the floor.
"Uh...why is my suitcase here?"
"Do you like the room?"
"Yeah, it's really cute. Alcide, answer my question."
"I want you to stay here."
Her jaw dropped. "We've only been on one official date and you want me to move in?"
"You need to get out of that house for a while, Sookie. You know Bill and Eric won't leave you alone and they can both come in whenever they want."
"But it's my house. My Gran's house. And we....I can't just move in with you like this."
"You're not. You're just staying here a while. Can you really tell me you're ready to go home?"
She wasn't. Every spot in that house reminded her of a time she had had sex with Eric. Or sex with Bill. Even her bedroom wasn't an escape anymore.
"Just for a few days." Stop thinking about Bill and Eric, she ordered herself. She stood on tiptoe and gently pressed her lips to Alcide's.
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