Claire's POV:
Myrnin stood over me, looking at me. He still had tinges of red in his eyes, but they were turning back to a deep blue and I noticed no change at all, until he took a step back, looking scared and hurt. I Remembered how he'd lunged for me… I'd screamed and slipped into unconsciousness.
He now looked paler then he already was, and his skin was so much clearer. There were no wrinkles at all on him. But his eyes were sad, and (I didn't think they could) his eyes filled up with tears.
"I'm sorry Claire, so sorry…" I didn't realise what happened, until I felt a burning running through my neck. I knew there was something wrong, very wrong.
"I stopped claire, you're okay." He looked so alone, and I saw a single tear drop from his eye and roll down his pale face.
"Define Okay," I managed to choke out, over the burning. He noticed I was in pain and ran over to the fridge, then back to me, where he used his sharp fingernail to cut open the blood bag. I took it and looked at it in disbelief. But I couldn't think of nothing else but blood, I tried to fight the burning and gave him it back.
"no. I'm not a monster, this is human blood Myrnin, I-" Another tear ran down his face, but then he spoke with a harsh tone.
"Claire. You're right," He sighed, and his voice went soft. "you're not a monster dear little claire, but you can't turn back time, there's no way to give it back, you have to just accept it, or put up with the consequences." I knew I couldn't argue, this was what I was now. And nothing or no one could change that. I had to drink it. So I took it off him, and once the blood hit my tongue it was so good…
I finished the whole bag, then curled into a ball and gasped trying to let the truth sink in. this was unbelievable.
"no." my voice sounded weak and shaky, because I was holding back a flood of tears that wouldn't come. I let one tear drip down my face. What would my parent's say? Michael? Eve? What would shane say? He'd taken so long to get used to michael as one. He'd hated eve for being a fang banger. He got over it, but he wouldn't be able to take this, his own girlfriend… it would hit him like a thousand bullets in the chest. "no," I moaned again, and this time I couldn't stop the tears.
"Claire-" Myrnin tried to speak, but I flipped him off. Not exactly wise. He looked down, ashamed.
"I'm sorry," he finally whispered, I shook my head, then picked up my bag.
"I'm done Myrnin." On the way out, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My skin was pale. My eyes filled with tears. The bite mark on my neck was gone, and It was just a moment of pure sadness. Seeing myself like this, with blood around my lips…
I wiped my lips and left, standing there on the alley in the dark. It was night time, so I was okay. Until morning…
I stepped out into the alleyway and braced myself on the wall for a second. Then the thought struck me- I couldn't go back. Shane would hate me so much. Michael would be so angry that I didn't call when I sensed Myrnin getting angry. Eve- Well eve would just be crushed- It'd been hard for her to get used to michael, she'd screamed so much. What a feeling to have to have 2 days before getting married. I decided to go to the blood bank Tommorow, then stay here and let myself into mum's house, Where I'd sleep, and in the morning get ready and turn up at eve's wedding, then I'd reveal myself. I felt more tears slipping down my cold face. But I furiously wiped them and laid down where I was, slipping into a sleep…
Shane's POV:
I sat on the sofa and stared at the blank screen fiddling with the remote. Michael came in, looked at me, then sat beside me.
"shane, she probably just needed a break so she probably used her parent's house. She has a key remember?" I didn't say anything, but nodded in silent thanks. I was probably true, but it wasn't like claire to ignore my calls and not tell me where she was. I'd give anything to be sat here kissing her right now. To be cuddled into her. I couldn't take it. I stumbled up to my room and fell on the bed, feeling so dizzy, and I fell asleep.
I woke up, rolled over and groaned at the pain of not having claire by my side. It was nice knowing that I had a girlfriend who loved me for who I was, and she wasn't a vampire either. That was a plus.
I let a few hours pass, and claire still didn't come back. I kept my feeling bottled up until dinner. Michael sat next to eve, and I sat next to the empty chair where claire should be sat.
"What's for dinner then?" Michael asked, taking a sip out of his sports bottle. I imagined it as juice- the fact that claire was missing didn't seem to bother him either.
"Um…" eve sounded sad. "Tacos- They won't be as good as Claire's obviously." she put a plate down on the table, but I didn't feel like eating.
I couldn't take it no more. "guys, Claire missing. She'd have come back, I know it." I moaned at them, michael nodded.
"I know shane, she'd have at least came back to chat with eve about the wedding." He smiled at eve for a moment then kissed her on the lips. Ugh.
"So what do we do?" I asked.
"I'll call Hannah Moses, then Amelie." Michael nodded, so I let him go and make his calls. He came back a moment later. By the look on his face I could tell it wasn't good. A churning feeling built up in my stomach. Something was wrong.
"How is it?" I didn't even know why I was asking. I knew the answer. I saw a tear slip down Michael's face. Then eve's. I knew I'd have so many more.
"Hannah hasn't heard anything. Amelie hasn't felt her presence, she's ordering a search party, but… I guess that means…"
I sat silently staring into space. Everything had gone wrong. I was going to propose. We were going to have kids. But now… Claire's dead. At least that's what we all thought. Amelie did too, and no one never doubted her. I felt sick, way beyond eating.
"Kill me michael," I begged. Michael shook his head sadly.
"No shane. Don't, we don't know…"
"She's Dead Michael. Someone's killed her…" I ran upstairs, hoping claire would come back… My Claire.
