This may seem weird but suddenly thought of it and couldn't work out a begining. But you kinda figure most of it out within the story. xxx

Hope you enjoy. x

Shane busted down my door. His face completely covered in anger. I opened the window but before I could say anything or jump he spun me around to face him, he had a vice like grip on my arm.

'Clare please listen, it's not what you think.' He pleaded with me.

'like hell it is! I just walked in on you and my best friend sleeping together!' I shouted in his face,

His grip on my arm tightened 'Clare, just listen-'

'What so you can tell me, that you really aren't sleeping with a backstabbing whore!, you know what you are, you're just like your dad!' I screamed right in his face.

That set him of, he let go of my arm and slapped me hard across the face. I screamed out in pain as I hurtled towards the bed. Shane caught me by the arm and whispered through gritted teeth 'you wanna say that again?'

I smiled up at him, 'you're nothing but your dad! You always will be Shane, or should I say Frank!' This time red flashed his eyes and he went nuts. He punched me across the face sending me to the floor, then he reputedly kicked me in the stomach. I begged him to stop, I kept apologising over and over but he just didn't listen. He kept punching me in the face and stamping on me.

I kept screaming and after one more hit to the face he was gone, I could hear voices. I looked up from the crumpled mess on the floor to find, Amile, Myrin, Oliver, Sam and Michael all in the room. Oliver and Sam wear restrain Shane as he called me every name under the sun. Myrin picked me up, I felt safe, I haven't felt safe in a long time. I could feel the anger coming off all the vampires in the room. I couldn't speak, my right eye was swelling shut, I had bloody poring down my face, I was shore my lip and nose wear bust. Michael walked in and through a guilty looking Eve towards Shane, who had calmed down slightly. Amiel walked over to him and slapped him hard across the face.

'How dear you assault Clare!' she shouted in his face.

'She had it coming the little whore!' Shane replied and spat at Oliver. It took all he had for Oliver not to just bite him. Red flashed his eyes and his fangs, sharp and dangerous slipped down in a hissing growl.

Myrin looked down at me in his arms, concern covering every inch of his face. I tried to smile up at him but it only made my lip bleed more.

'oh my dear Clare' he whispered softly.

'I'm fine' I managed to squeak out.

All the vamps in the room laughed. Trust Clare to be worried about everyone else except herself.

At that moment the door bell rang, Michael shot off to answer it. Myrin laied me on my bed, blood staining the sheets.

'I'll get you Doctor Theo' Myrin said as he created a portal and left. Leaving me covered in blood on my bed, with Sam, Amile and Oliver. On the far wall was Shane with his arms around a crying Eve.

I sat up in bed wincing a little from the pain as Sam passed me a cloth to mop up most of the blood. I looked over at the 'new couple' and laughed.

'What are you laughing at you little slut!' Shane shouted.

I smiled up at him, 'You' was all I said as rage once took over him. He ran towards me but Amile knocked him down to the floor in an blink of the eye. She bared her sparkly white fangs at him in a warming.

Myrin poped through the wall with Doctor Theo. 'My, my Clare my dear what have you do this time'

I smiled up at him, 'the usual' not being able to get my voice over a whisper.

He laughed and set to work fixing my face. Turns out my nose wasn't broke just bleeding, My bottom lip had a big fat cut that needed stitches, I had several purple bumps and cuts surrounding my body. told me to take some pain medication 3x a day and certain bed rest, if I felt bad I was to get Myrin to fetch him. We said our thanks and Goodbyes and he left.

Michael had re-entered the room with a huge smile spread from ear to ear. Shane and Eve wear cowering in the corner, Oliver, Amile and Sam sat next to me on the bed. Myrin was lent on the door frame stopping the guilty party from leaving.

'What you smilling about' I crocked.

'oh, you'll see' Michael moved to sit with me on the bed aswell.

'what are you doing Michael?' I asked in question.

'COME ON UP' he shouted down through the door.

I looked got up, despite protest from my body and everyone in the room. I looked through the door where a very angry looking Rex walked through. He hadn't changed a bit. Still 6ft something, dark brown hair, a cleanly shaven face and muscle that weren't 'hey I'm a wrestler' but 'hey I work out and I would mess with me'. He walked straight in the room.

'now does someone want to tell me what the hell is going on' His voice as husky and rich as always.