Sookie Stackhouse

How fucking lame.

~~the truth. I knew, I just /knew/ the bastard responsible for this is none other than Eric Northman]]

~~inside once it finally clicks. Squaring my slender shoulders as fire builds within, my jaw clenches when I realize~~

~~I daintily push up off the ground. As I start thinking about who could possibly do this to my now fiancé--a flash of anger flares~~

~~swipe a hand across my cheeks. Once I've collected myself and kept my sorrow filled emotions in check,~~

~~regain control of the shock built up inside. Shutting my eyes closed and intaking a deep breath, I conceal the dewy liquid as I gingerly~~

~~of glass pressing into my exposed flesh and blankly stare ahead. Grief, anger, denial, these overwhelming emotions dominate as I~~

~~my legs giving out from underneath me once the truth finally hits. I remain paralyzed and ignore the sharp jabs of pain from the shards~~

~~burrows through my senses as my mulberry heels guide me towards the destruction ahead, tears spilling over once anguish consumes me,~~

~~rims of my mocha irises accompanied by a distressed sob eliciting through russet plump lips. The crunching of broken glass~~

[[Auburn optics dart across the eradicated table where Bill had proposed to me not five minutes prior. Moisture gathers around the lower~~

~voice]]...Bill? £ Fade to Black £

~flipped chair that Bill was occupying not five minutes earlier. A feeling of dread washes over me as I croak out in a painful muted~

~an octave once my irises scan the cluttered dinning hall. I feel my heart drop and my tanned face growing pale when I stare at the~

~practically skipping the rest of my journey]] Yes, yes Billy Compton I will marry you...[[The tone of my voice drops~

~bathroom. Turning the corridor with the clicking of my six inch heels echoing throughout the tight space as I round the corner~

~of hair out of my face. Flashing one last brilliant smile at my now vibrant figure before the mirror, I speed walk out of the private~

~lipstick. Fixating my chestnut orbs on my russet petals as I briefly touch up my makeup; swiping a few lose champaign colored strands~

~the lavender clutch that just so happened to match the breathtaking dress Bill gifted me for this special evening, I twist open my ruby~

~I said yes. "Yes," I whisper softy to my reflection, this time a gleeful smile tugging on my lips. Nodding to myself as I flip through~