Sookie sat there for what seemed like an eternity before she felt a hand on her back.
“Sook?” She recognized Eric’s touch before his voice and she raised her tear-stained face to his. “What the hell just happened?”
Her shoulders shook with her sobs and try as she might she couldn’t get the words out. Eric slid in next to her and took her in his arms, patting her back.
“Did you guys break up?” He whispered.
All she could do was nod and she gasped for air against his chest.
“Because of what Tray said?”
Again she nodded but managed to squeak out, “There’s more, though.”
“What is it, Sook?” He pulled her away from him, tilting her chin to look into her face.
She stared into his deep blue eyes and couldn’t imagine telling him her secret. He was going to hate her. She knew Eric always liked her a little bit all of these years and there were times when she liked him, too. Eric didn’t even know she was having sex with Alcide.
“I’m pregnant, Eric,” she whispered, her chin trembling in his hand.
His eyes widened to the point she thought they might pop out of his head. A multitude of emotions crossed his face, shock, hurt, anger and sorrow. “Are you sure?”
“I don’t think five pregnancy tests could be wrong.” She attempted a smile but wound up just burying her face in his chest.
“What did Alcide say?” He leaned his head on the top of hers, pressing a kiss into her hair.
“He said it wasn’t his. He said some really nasty things to me and told me I wasn’t his problem.”
“He said what?” Eric was immediately on his feet. He was usually very level headed but when he got mad, there was no stopping him. “I am going to beat his ass!”
“Eric, no! Please!” She jumped up too aware they were causing a commotion. Amelia, Tray and Tara came to stand with them.
“He doesn’t get to treat you like this and get away with it, Sookie. He is a worthless piece of shit.” Eric growled, his face darkening red and his fists were clenching and unclenching.
“Whoa, whoa, what’s going on here?” Tray asked, placing a hand on Eric’s arm.
Tara slipped her arm around Sookie’s waist and held her close. “What happened?”
Eric looked at Sookie for her permission. She closed her eyes and bowed her head in defeat. They would all find out soon enough. She nodded.
“That fucker got her pregnant and told her it’s not his.” Eric jerked his arm away from Tray. “Give me one reason why I shouldn’t be the holy hell out of him.”
“I don’t have one. Let’s go.” Tray and Eric were out the door before anyone could stop them.
Amelia rushed after them, while Tara walked slowly with Sookie out the door. Thankfully Jason was so wrapped up with his flavor of the week (or night knowing him) he had missed the whole confrontation. For once Sookie was appreciative of how little interest he took in her.
Once outside a scuffle between Eric and Alcide had all ready broke out. Eric’s nose was bleeding but Alcide had a gash under his eye. Tray stood to the side and let them go out it while they were evenly matched. Amelia was crying and begging Tray to break it up.
“Eric!” Sookie cried. “Please! Please just stop!”
Eric turned when he heard Sookie’s voice and Alcide took that advantage to hit with a hard blow to the right side of his head, right over his ear. Eric was obviously dazed and shaking his head, trying to regain his equilibrium and Sookie could see the blood starting to run out of it.
“Oh, fuck this shit.” Tray growled as Alcide went in for another blow. He caught him off guard and with one sound punch to the face, laying Alcide flat on his back.
Sookie rushed to Eric, who was still dazed. “Are you okay?” She asked.
Eric nodded. “Just give me a minute.” Sookie looked around her, at Alcide flat on his back, Amelia kissing Tray’s fist and Tara standing there looking mad as hell with her hands on her hips.
Tara stomped forward and glared at Alcide as he groaned. “You’re a real piece of work, aren’t you, Alcide? I always knew Sookie was too good for you, you’re lucky she even graced you with her presence let alone anything else.”
“Fuck…Sookie…” he moaned.
“Oh really, now?” Tara said, cocking her eyebrow. “ I think it is more like fuck you, Alcide!” She lifted her leg to punctuate her comment with a solid kick to Alcide’s family jewels when she was pulled back by Tray.
“Dammit, Tray!” Tara yelled shoving him away from her.
“He’s had enough.” Tray said herding everyone together and walking them toward their cars. “We don’t need anymore trouble if the rest of his friends show up.”
“Sookie,” Eric put his hand on her shoulder. “Can I take you home?”
She nodded and offered a tiny smile. “Yes, please. Thank you for being such a good friend, Eric.”
Tara and Amelia both hugged and kissed her before getting in the car with Tray. She promised she would call them tomorrow once she was able to process everything that happened.
Eric led her to his car and unlocked her door for her, carefully helping her inside. She settled into the seat and took in the familiar smell, before reaching over to unlock his door for him.
He started his engine and flipped down his visor, peering at his nose. “I don’t think it’s broken.”
She looked at it carefully, “It’s hard to tell, but if it doesn’t feel broken, it probably isn’t. Do you have any Kleenex or anything we can use to clean you up? I don’t want my parents seeing you like this.”
Eric looked surprised. “You want me to come in?” They hadn’t hung out alone since she started seeing Alcide.
“I really could use my best friend right now,” she whispered.
He looked at her for a moment and gently touched her cheek. “You know I’ll always be here for you, Sook.” He reached in the back seat and pulled out an old t-shirt. He patted gently at his nose. The bleeding had mostly stopped but the dried blood looked awful.
Sookie reached into her purse and pulled out a mini water bottle. She liked to keep one with her at all times, especially during the heat of the summer. She poured some of it onto his t-shirt and began to gently clean his face.
“Thank you,” she said softly. “I don’t deserve a friend like you.”
“What are you talking about?” He cocked his head at her, confused. “Of course you do.”
“I haven’t been a very good friend to you over these last few months.” She said regretfully.
“Sookie Stackhouse. You have been my best friend since kindergarten when you told Jed Jones that if he didn’t stop making fun of me for being so tall you were going to tell everyone he still wet the bed.” He was looking at fondly. “A few months of drifting apart is nothing with a friendship like ours.”
“Thank you for standing up for me tonight.” She said sincerely.
“Anytime.” He grinned and they took off, heading for her house.