5-6-09
Amelie sent Shane out to work the Bloodmobile with The Book, which is the stupidest thing she could've done, because that's the only thing that Bishop wants, and she has to send Shane out because of his dad coming to town a couple months ago and trying to kill some people, and by that, of course I mean THEM and by them, of course I mean the vamp. So our house is full of vamps that none of us know, except of course Amelie, Michael, and Oliver.
When I got home from classes Shane was talking to some people in the living room, so I went upstairs to get clothes so I could take a shower. When I got out, I didn't hear him talking anymore, so decided to go try to talk to Eve, but her door was shut, and that means two things, she was sleeping, or she was mad. I was going with the last thing.
Instead, I walked down to the end of the hall to my room, and Shane was sitting on my bed. He said he was going to leave, but didn't move for a while, so I went over and sat next to him and asked him about the book. He pulled it out of the waistband of his pants. I took it and looked at the paper. It looked like it was restored. We wrestled for it and that ended up with him laying prone on the bed and me sprawled on his chest awkwardly. He looked up at me and I saw something in his eyes I'd never seen before, and it kind of freaked me out, until he whispered, "In this whole screwed up town, you're the only thing that's always been right to me," Then he sighed like he's decided something, and continued, "I love you, Claire." I blinked and realized that was what I was waiting for months for him to say. He kept talking, but all I could hear were the 3 words I was waiting to hear "I love you" echoing in my head.
Whatever he was saying, I stopped by kissing him, and when he pulled away, he moved me off his chest and left. I told him to stay, but he wouldn't because he said he made promises to people, and that was the only thing people trusted these days with him. Then he left, and the sound of the door shutting between us felt like a knife to the gut.
