True Blood

If You Love Me, Why Am I Dyin?

"You know perfectly well why I smell the way I smell." I state rolling my eyes 

"Like wheat, and honey... and sunlight." he whispers moving closer 

"Eric, I am not in the mood." I cry slamming my hand against my steering wheel 

"What are you?" he whispers and when I see him move towards me I quickly drive off before stopping to look back but he's gone and I realise I must be dreaming but then he grabs me through the window and I scream. But I quickly sprint away and he appears before me and I punch him in the nose 

"I am not your fuckin' dinner!" I scream 

"What'd you do that for?" he asks innocently cradling his nose 

"Oh, please. It'll heal in five minutes. You're a vampire." I say 

"I know what I am! I just don't know who I am." he cries 

"Okay. What's the last thing you remember?" I ask and he looks lost 

"I don't know. I don't know. The sea, maybe. Home." he says but then he starts speaking a different language 

"Eric, focus. English." I whisper and he nods 

"Her eyes. Her cold, empty eyes. They were reaching into me.
Emptying me. Okay. And it was her, but it wasn't her. She was in a,
in a circle, chanting. And, uh... Everything I was... was taken from me." he says and I sigh 

"Okay. I'll help you deal with this. But there are some ground rules that do not get broken, or you are on your own. You do not touch me, and you most certainly do not bite me." I say but he doesn't say anything in response and I sigh 

"Oh, forget it." I hiss and go to walk away but he grabs me 

"Um sorry. It's fine. I swear it." he whispers and I nod walking again 

"Well, let's go then." I say over my shoulder and I feel him behind me 

"I am grateful for this." he whispers and I nearly die of shock I've never fucking heard Eric use manners but I sigh instead 

"Whatever." I whisper when we finally get home Eric walks shyly with a blanket over his shoulders 

"I'm hoping I might be able to find a pair of Jason's old work boots.
They'll probably be too small for you, but... It's okay, you can come in. It's your..." I begin as I make it up the stairs but then I remember he doesn't remember anything  "As it's your first time in my house, obviously, you need an invitation. Eric, won't you please come in?" I say smiling and I watch as he takes a few steps in 

"Don't step on the rug!" I cry but he's already fucking stepped on it and I let a slight breath of annoyance leave my lips. 

"Oh. Sorry" he says softly and I watch as he clumsily goes around the rug and I sigh before calling Pam 

"Good evening, Fangtasia, northern Louisiana's most fangtastic club. What do you want?" she says and I sigh as I go get Eric a bucket for his feet and I leave him there to clean his own feet while I talk to Pam 

"Hey, Pam. It's Megs.  I thought you should know that Eric is here." I say and she sighs 

"So, it's his house." she replies 

"He doesn't seem to remember that. Or much else. Pam? Hello?" I ask but she doesn't say anything else and I hang up before walking over to Eric and kneeling before him as I dip my hands into the water where Erics feet is. 

"Aw, man. Sorry, the water got cold." I say smiling 

"Doesn't bother me." he says giving me a smile and I nod before starting to clean his feet but he becomes squeamish