- Touch In The Dark -

VI

'she's dead because of those two girls'

"SHUT UP! All of you!" Just shut the FUCK up!" Sookie screamed. Oh-, she wasn't holding up as well as I thought. I started toward the stage, hoping to the comfort Sookie, and get her away from the crowd.

'Look at her cursing like that'

'Jesus Christ what was that'

'She's fucking insane'

Just as I reached her, Sookie threw her speech down to the ground, and took off into the cemetery. I ran through the grass after her, I tripped in my heels and almost face planted on a grave stone. Fuck that was close. Soon after Jason caught up to us.

"Wait up Sookie!" Jason called after her.
Jason grabbed Sookie's arm to stop her, and glanced at me while I was getting up off of the ground.
"What are you going to hit me again?!" Sookie yelled. "Or tell me that it should have been me?!"
"I'm sorry Sook. I didn't mean for that to happen." Jason pleaded.
"Oh, please" I scoffed.
"We have to stick together because we're all we have left" he said.
"We have NOTHING!" She yelled before running off again.

~

The next day I decided to take some time for myself, and avoid my family as well as the townies
I went to the library in Shreveport, to do some research. Hoping to find an article about a murder that matched what was happening in town. Maybe Bon Temps wasn't the killers first rodeo.

There were several recent dead bodies found in Louisiana, a woman was found in the woods with a giant claw mark on her back. A man drained of blood was found in a dumpster, and a random severed leg was found in a slide at a park.
I went farther back in the newspapers, looking for strangulation case.

"Hey there" a thick Cajun accent said.
I looked up and it was Renee, Arlene's boyfriend. I had only really spoken to him on one other occasion. But I saw him frequently on the street.
"Hello, Renee..." I responded cautiously.
"Whatcha doing here?" he asked.
I quickly switched the tab on the computer to an article about The Great Gatsby.
"Just reading up on the classics!" I laughed awkwardly.
Renee leaned on the table and glanced at the computer screen "hmm yeah I've read that one".

'I bet it was porn' he thought.

After some more excruciating small talk, Renee brought up Sookie.
"Your cousin came into Merlottes with a bite mark" Renee nonchalantly tossed into the conversation.
"Really? I thought Sookie would have been too high strung to let him bite her" I said.
Renee narrowed his eyes at me for a splint second before responding "you're a good girl Roslyn, I would hate for you to fall in with the wrong crowd" he shrugged.
I got defensive, even though I should be cautious and tread lightly, "I'm sure I can handle myself, and Sookies free to do what she wants."

'I wonder if she knows biting means that they had sex too?' Renee mused in his thoughts.

"Alright, alright" he put his hands up in surrender. "I just want you to be careful, you never know what could happen these days"
"What's that supposed to mean?" I questioned.
"All these girls are being found dead" he paused and looked at me pointedly  "I would hate for you to be one of them" and with that Renee walked off.

If the one thing men have, it's the audacity.

And I'm going to know who the next person to die is, because of my nightmare visions!  I unknowingly slammed my fist on the table I was sitting at, which warranted the attention of the librarian. She glared at me and shushed me from across the room. I picked up my things and left the library, trying to not put myself in anymore uncomfortable situations.

I took my research to a cafe, and ordered a milkshake. I decided to sit in a corner with my back to the wall for maximum privacy. Backpedaling to men having the audacity, I know who could have killed those women. A straight (most likely white) man.

I decided to make a list.
First of, Renee: he's fairly new to town, and he has something against vampires. But most people in Bon Temps do.
Second, Jason: He's very stupid and conservative. Has made it known he's against vampire rights.  I already know he didn't do it,  someone if trying to frame him.
Third, Hoyt: he's a very nice man, it could all just be an act? No, he didn't do it.
Fourth, Sam: Good guy, but there's just something about him that I can't put my finger on. He's also made it abundantly clear that he doesn't like vampires.
Fifth: Terry, he has some trauma. But he definitely didn't do it.
Sixth: the group of  inbred rednecks that hang around Merlottes.

My first suspects are the inbred rednecks. I'll interrogate them when I can get someone to come with me, because I'm not trying to get murdered.

~

Jason nervously walked up to the entrance of Fangtasia. His V withdrawal apparent.

"Hey" Jason said with a wave of his hand.
"Your mama know that your out in the big city?" Pam asked with a raised eyebrow.
"My mamas dead."
"So Am I. " Pam responded.

"Show me your I.D" she demanded.
Jason wiped his sweaty hands on his jeans before reaching into his pocket to pull out his I.D. Pam looked over his driver's license before asking "Jason Stackhouse from Bon Temps?"
"Uh huh" he nodded with a gulp.
"You related to Sookie by any chance? And the Roslyn girl?" Pam asked.
"Yeah Sookies my sister, and Roslyn is my - wait how do you know them?!" He asked in alarm.
"They stand out. Do you?" she said.
"Uh no. Maybe?" He paused  "In other ways?"

"Why are you here?" Pam asked.
"Heard it was cool and- " Jason ramble out a few other lies before Pam glamoured him.

"Tell my why you're really here" Pam said while she had Jason entranced.
"I want some vampire blood" Jason blurted out.
She sighed "while I have you here, I might as well put you to some use" Pam continued "what is Roslyn's number?"
"225 - 318 - 3370" he said blankly.

"What time do you get off work?!" He added.
"You came for my blood?" She laughed. "All you junkies have a one track mind."
"Wow, I'm not a jun- " Jason anxiously laughed before being interrupted by Pam.
"Yeah you're right, your nothing like them." Pam noted quietly  "Go on in"
she moved out of the way so Jason could get through, and whispered in his ear as he walked by "Good luck getting out alive."

~

12:21 am
[UNKOWN]: Well hello there.

12:26 am
[Roslyn]: Hey, who is this?

12:26 am
[UNKOWN]: Eric Northman.

12:30 am
[Roslyn]: Who?

12:31 am
[Eric]: From Fangtasia.

12:40am
[Roslyn]: oh, okay!

12:41am
[Eric]: I have a business proposition for you.

12:53am
[Roslyn]: Thanks, but I'm not looking for any work.

I could have responded better, but what would you do if a fucking 1,000 year old vampire texted you?! How does he even have my number? Oh my god, I'm going end being drained, and dumped in a ditch.

~

In the morning I was doing my yoga routine when my phone rang.
I answered my phone "Hey Sook- " I said but my cousin interrupted me "BILL IS DEAD" she wailed from the other end of the line.

Oh shit.

~

Author's Note:
Chapter number whatever is done. :)
Feedback is appreciated. I'm not super happy with this chapter, so I might change it in the future.