Showing posts with label Pam Ravenscroft. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pam Ravenscroft. Show all posts

Friday, April 25, 2014

Another Woman



I think most women would hate if their husband slept with someone else.

I tried to hate it a while ago when Eric would still visit Bianca’s bed. I certainly didn’t care much for her for throwing it back in my face. I’m still fairly certain she’ll kill me one day to have him back, but that bitch, excuse my language, is a piece of work.

So when Eric had sex with Pam for the first time since we’ve been married, it took me a bit to decide how I felt about it.

I know. Of course, I know. And he knows I know. He’d admit it if I asked him, but why bother?

I was upset about it at first. At least, in theory. Eric with someone else made my blood boil, honestly. But when I calmed down and really got to think about it, to consider that it was Pam we were talking about here… I couldn’t really be angry.

Pam and Eric’s relationship… it’s beautiful. It’s more complex than a friendship. They’re… like the perfect Maker and Child. I know how proud he is of her; I can feel it. I can feel everything he feels for her, and that’s why I know it wasn’t about the sex. Eric is mine just as much as I’m his, and vampires love that word a whole awful lot.

I guess that’s why I’m not angry. It wasn’t about the sex. It was never about sex. It was about closeness and comfort and reassurance and reenforcing their bond. How could I be mad about that? They’re vampires, and a relationship between a vampire and his child can be incredibly complicated. Eric loves and trusts Pam. Pam loves and trusts Eric. I love and trust both of them, though very, very differently.

So, even though I know I’m supposed to hate Pam now or whatever, all I want, what I desperately want, is for her to heal and get better so I can give her a big hug and go track down that creepy ginger witch for the last time.

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

The Peace Never Lasts

 



I used to feel like my life was one big disaster, like it would never calm down, like we would always be fighting for our lives.

Lately, everything's felt more... settled. It's been a long time, I guess, since there's been any real danger around here. There's the day-to-day stuff, and the vampire, were, and fae politics, which always stir up a bit of trouble here and there, but nothing major. I felt like I could finally relax.

You'd think, by now, I'd know that's too good to be true.

No matter how many times it's happened, it's so jarring to realize that, in an instant, your entire life can come crashing down around you. That you can lose everyone you love. That there's nothing you can do to stop it.

After all, what good is one mostly-human against Dracula?

I'd hoped he was gone for good, but that's rarely the case when it comes to vampires with a vendetta, I guess, and @PrinceVladTepes sure has one against @RomanLucious. It goes both ways, of course. They're both out for blood, but it's not them I'm worried about. Not really. Roman's a friend, but no one's pulling him away from this feud. I think we've all accepted that. It's everyone else I'm worried about.

Dracula's threatening practically every vampire in the Area. He's gone after @SheriffNorthman before, and I can hardly stand the thought of it happening again. The thought makes me want to wrap my arms around him and never let go. Everyone who knows Roman's in danger too, not just the vampires, though I think they're getting it the worst. @VampyJo's in danger and probably @fangtastic_pam too.

@ClaudeCrane might be in the worst danger, and I don't even think he knows it. He certainly doesn't seem to realize how dangerous Dracula is, or the position that being Roman's new husband puts him in. I don't think any of us fully comprehend the situation of the two of them being married, really. Not yet, at least. Possibly not ever. He sounded entirely too flippant about it over the phone yesterday, but hopefully he really will keep me updated so I can tell Eric. I don't think any of us can afford to be caught off guard in this.

Part of me wishes we could ignore it, that it would all go away if we don't pay any attention to it or get involved, but that's the old Sookie talking. I know that's not how things work. I know Dracula will attack no matter what, and I know that if we're not prepared, I'll lose people I care about. I'm not willing to let that happen. None of us are.

I don't like any of this. The Prince is protected by vampire law. Just talking about killing him is punishable by second death, and there's been more than talk. He's a threat that needs to be eliminated, I get that, but... I'm scared. Not scared to fight, not scared for myself, but Eric and I are building a life together. We've built a life together, as have so many other people who're about to be in danger. @BrierFerrior and @BrookeFerrior with their kids, @VampyJo and @WerepireLucian and theirs. Our friends have kids, now. Families. I feel like we're standing on the edge of a cliff and, maybe it's just me, but I really don't want to see what's just over the edge.

After this, I don't think anything will ever be the same...