I sat on the edge of my bed and stared at the cell phone in my hand. [Jason Stackhouse (22)] I had called 22 times and left 14 voice mails. I felt like I was the only one trying here and if he wanted to act like that then fine. So be it. He hadn't spoke to me since the masquerade, and he thought I was...not me. I wiped the red tear from my cheek and sucked it up. I couldn't sulk forever, I couldn't fight for him forever.
I ran my finger along the 5X7 picture of Eden and I. It was the picture that hung over the mantle of the living room in my old home, I was able to save this copy when I snuck in to watch Eden sleep on night. I'd already been invited in before and the invitation was never revoked. I missed my sister, even though we got on one anothers nerves from time to time, she looked up to me...needed me. Now I feel like I've abandoned her. Losing a human family, no matter how religiously screwed up they were, still hurt.
Bill and I hadn't spoke much in the last week or so. I still had no word on what he was doing or where he was. My guess? Spreading his gospel to any vampire who'd listen. So now, I sit in my room, in this abandoned mansion, no guards, no friends. Nothing...nothing but silence to keep me company. Even Tara was busy with Pam. Sookie hadn't answered my calls either. It was like I had the plague. I was starting to miss working at Merlotte's more and more. Least with that I'd have someone to talk to and something to do. I called Sam's cell and waited for an answer.
I ran my finger along the 5X7 picture of Eden and I. It was the picture that hung over the mantle of the living room in my old home, I was able to save this copy when I snuck in to watch Eden sleep on night. I'd already been invited in before and the invitation was never revoked. I missed my sister, even though we got on one anothers nerves from time to time, she looked up to me...needed me. Now I feel like I've abandoned her. Losing a human family, no matter how religiously screwed up they were, still hurt.
Bill and I hadn't spoke much in the last week or so. I still had no word on what he was doing or where he was. My guess? Spreading his gospel to any vampire who'd listen. So now, I sit in my room, in this abandoned mansion, no guards, no friends. Nothing...nothing but silence to keep me company. Even Tara was busy with Pam. Sookie hadn't answered my calls either. It was like I had the plague. I was starting to miss working at Merlotte's more and more. Least with that I'd have someone to talk to and something to do. I called Sam's cell and waited for an answer.