Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Deadly Addictive

I had a bug up my butt, this one was sitting on the backburner for a min. My brain is fried from Dead Clerks, this is something a little different.

Deadly Addictive

The characters belong to Charlaine Harris & Alan Ball. Of course the character Tara, is the TB version. I think this story would be considered an AU with OC. I thought I would take these wonderful characters, to another “venue”. Hope you like it. Oh yeah. Rated M for later chapters for explicit language, and maybe some nookie. Sorry this chapter wasn't beta'd. Will accept constructive criticism, reviews highly welcomed. Will only make me a better writer.

Chapter 1

Fangtasia was closed for the night, but you couldn't tell from all the screaming and yelling.

“You are the most insufferable arrogant asshole I've ever met.” a young female voice shrieked.

“You lover are the most infuriating she-devil, I've ever encountered. You could drive a nun to have a threesome.” the thunderous male retorted.

Out on the empty main floor was three ladies who were looking forward to their ladies night out. After all it was Pam's off day. They were dressed to kill. Tara was wearing a fuchsia iridescent tank with matching mini skirt which flared out. Amelia was wearing a black denim skirt with white t-shirt, and matching denim jacket. Pam, Eric's 2nd in command, actually dressed down, as much as she was willing to. Crème colored silk blouse, with black dress slacks which flared.

“I just wish they will fuck each other and get it over with” Pam said dryly, running her fingers through her perfectly coiffed blond hair.

Tara and Amelia nodded in agreement.

“I've known Sookie, ever since we were little, she was pig-headed then, and even more pig-headed now” Tara replied.


Tara and Amelia jumped, Pam just rolled her eyes.

“Either he cleared everything off his desk, and they are screwing or...” Pam ascertaining


More yelling ensued from the office.

“No such luck.” Pam replied droly.

“It's Eric's fault, if he didn't duck and hide.” Amelia chimed in.

“That so was not the case my sweet Amelia.” Pam stated in defense of her master.

“He repeatedly tried to contact was she who ducks and hide, as you out it.” Pam continued, “He had to entertain the new King and his entourage. He did not want to draw unnecessary attention to Sookie”

“Well all I know is the real blame is on Vampire Bill, that son-of-a-bitch, don't get me to start cursing”
Tara said vehemently then continued, “If he didn't deceive her. I mean took her viriginty based on a lie, which you know is the reason Sookie is having major trust issues.”

“I agree. I knew as soon as Bill” Pam arched an eyebrow, “Walked in with Miss Sookie Stackhouse, something was off. Then the second time she was here for that whole Longshadow debacle, Master did not take real pleasure feeding from Ginger, after they departed.”

Amelia looked at her watch,

“How much more longer are they going to be. I really wanted a girls night out and blow off some steam.” Amelia huffs a little.

“You and Tray had a fight?” Tara asked.

“Yeah, it's not my fault, he missed the football game.” Amelia pouts a little, while drumming her fingers on the table.

“Amelia dear you blew up the shifter's TV on a Monday night football night. Even I know better than that and I am a vampire.” Pam chuckles.

Sighing Pam said,

“I grow weary of this, I'm going in.”

“I'm coming too.” Tara said with a bit of fierceness in her tone.

“I'll stay out here. My mama didn't raise no fool.” Amelia shrinking down in the booth.

Pam and Tara turned looking at Amelia,

“Chicken Shit!” they said in unison.

As they approached the office door, it got louder. Pam knocked, waited for the roar then on que,

“WHAT!!!” Eric bellowed.

Pam and Tara poked their heads through almost stumbling over one another.

Sookie sat on the sofa arms crossed, angry tears falling from her face which was red from being very pissed off. Tara put her arms around her for support and to protect her dear friend.
“Master...” Eric snapped his icy blue eyes at his child, not saying a word, yet his ire and rage was evident on his face.

“It's time for us to go..” before Pam could complete the sentence, Eric cut her off.

“I'm not finished with Sookie.” then he returns his icy blues back on the pretty blond lady. Tara interjects,

“Well, maybe she's tired of talking to you Northman.”

Eric rose to his 6'4 stature, used his muscular arms to prop himself on his desk as he leans over pinning Tara with his glare.

“Excuse me?” asking softly with a hint of intimidation, a dangerous glint in his eye.

Tara stares him down,

“Sookie and the other girls have plans this evening. Whatever you need to talk to her about can keep till tomorrow night, because as you can see she is in no condition to deal with you now.”

Eric plopped back down in his chair resigning himself from the situation. Then nodded to Pam. Right before they headed out the door. Sookie turned around and gave Eric the middle finger and slammed the door behind us. Then they heard a roar from a highly ticked off 1000+ year old Viking. They got the fuck out of dodge.


Monday, February 9, 2009

Dead Clerks - Chapter 3

Chapter 3 (Lafayette & Tara)

Tara : Hell, I don't know this is Sookie's whacked out dream
Lafayette: Hey Sookie, give me a love scene in your dream, smoochies

“Lafayette, hurry up, I got places to go and people to see!”, Tara yells out through the passenger side window of her car, honking her horn

Seconds later Lafayette hops in, glaring at her,

“Damn bitch what's the rush?”

Rolls her eyes at her openly gay cousin, while he flipped down the sunvisor to use the mirror to apply his glittery lip gloss.

“I've got to get to Grabbit-Kwik and talk to Sookie, looks out her rear view mirror, before pulling out to traffic, “I think she saw that article in Shreveport Times about her ex.”

Lafayette gave her a dumbfounded look, as they were driving,

“I thought her and Vampire Bill were old news?”

Briefly glances at him, before averting her eyes back on the road,

“Naw. She was kickin' it with Eric”

Raising his eyebrows, bugging his eyes,

“Wait a minute, are you talking about that tall glass of water who was at her house a while back?” Tara nodded her head. Letting out a giggle, grabbing his nail file, filing his nails, “Gurl, he was monstrously delicious.”

Tara chuckled a little. She even admitted to herself, he was fine—for a vamp.

“Well you know how Sookie is, scared to death of being hurt. I kept telling her Eric loves the fuck out of her, but she rather believe lying ass Vampire Bill over him” shaking her head in disbelief. Then she remembered she neglected to put her “driving” music back on, her dream man—Tupac!

Lafayette realizes what she is about to play, then gives her the “give me a freaking break” look. Tara saw it and wasn't pleased,

“What the hell, how dare you diss, my future baby-daddy”, turning the volume up louder, just to aggravate her thuggish, yet flamboyant cousin.

“Bitch please, I'll put you out of your own damn car, if you don't turn that shit down!”, wagging his finger, “Don't test me ho!”

Tara was fearless, she wasn't even intimidated by Eric, her cousin on the other hand—not that was a different story. Begrudgingly, she turned it down.

Lafayette started gazing out the window, noticing all the graffiti written dilapidated buildings,tall weed infested yards, in their neck of the woods, so to speak. He resented how the past years affected Bon Temps. Sure it was a backwater hell whole of a town, but through the Reaganomics and Bushism, the economic plight affected the already poverty stricken areas. Though he was a cook at Merlotte's, a sports bar of sorts, he had other ideas in regards to securing his financial future. Goal get rich and get the fuck out of Bon Temps. Ever since the vamps “came out of the coffin”, they have been part of his “portfolio”. Tara pulled him out of his thoughts,'

“So what do you think?”

“Think about what?”

“About the fact he supposedly cheated on her.”

“So she think, because he fed on another wench he cheated on her?”


He glances over at Tara,

“Did he tell her this?”

“Naw, weren't you listening? Vampire Bill told her this shit, claimed he even had pictures.” she sneered .

“Well for one, when vamps feed if they desire who they are feeding from, or even if they get caught up” waving his nail file, to enucinate his point, “in the bloodlust, hell yeah fucking will be commencing”, putting up his nail file, looking for his mascara in his little bag.

Veering a look at Lafayette, with an incredulous look on her face,

“How you know?”, judging by the look on his face, and the fact he was too busy applying his mascara to even respond back. Sensing her disapproval, without even looking at her, he waves the mascara wand at her,

“Bitch! Don't judge me, besides,” reapplying the mascara on his lashes, and putting it up, “it's just business.” Tara jaw dropped in her lap.

“Do you hear yourself, Lafayette, you ain't no better than a damn prostitute.”

“And...i'm a paid free-lance sex counselor, exclusively for vamps, to help improve human/vamps relations?” he replied smoothly.

Tara shaking her head trying to focus on driving, they are only about 5 blocks away from the store, then a song came on the radio, she turns up the volume,

“Oh shit, that's my jam” snaking her head while driving.

Lafayette raising up from his thuggish slouch in the passenger side,

“Girl what you know about that, you were still hanging from your mama tit when this song came out.” hint of smirk shadowing on his glossy lips.

“Muthafucka, you only 3 years older than me.”

As if the conversation was long forgotten, like a song by Cameo “Candy” can take away that sour ass discussion.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Feeling A Little Bit Nostalgic...

I feel somewhat nostalgic today. A fellow author on Fan Fic site, collaborated on our first smut piece. Since I don't write smut well, but I come up with interesting concepts, we did an updated piece "Deadly Prisoner". It was received well. Which gave me another idea.

As I was working on my revision for "Deadly Clerks" chapter 3, it hit me. Googled for that scene from that movie. Found it, and that is going to be the basis for our next one-shot. Video is already posted.