Songfic, based on Careful by Paramore.
Set after Bite Club, but before Last breath.
I have tried to relate the lyrics to each part of the story...
Claire, please be careful.
I settle down, a twisted up frown
Disguised as a smile, well, you would have never known
"Myrnin, are you Okay?" Claire whispered as she walked into the lab, concern rolling off her in waves. It wasn't all that surprising, really, seeing as I was stood still in the lab, a vial of silver held over my wrists as if I was- whats it called, those depressed people Shreve and Claire told me about weeks ago? Oh yes- an Emo Cutter.
"Dont worry, Kid, the leech's just having a mental breakdown." Frank jeers in her direction. That is what snaps me out of my coma, knowing how uncomftable she is conversing with that boy's dead father.
"Frank, leave now." I order, also knowing how much he hates being my... property. He disappears, although I can feel his presence watching over us. Damn him.
"Myrnin, are you okay?" Claire repeats, and I know that she is seconds away from running away to get Amelie, so I force a smile, so warm it leaves burns behind.
"Dear Claire, I'm fine. Just a little tired, I'v not been sleeping well and I'm working too hard- Oh that reminds me, theres an experiment I want to try!" I flutter away towards books and random equipment, leaving her with a shine in her eyes that only I see and no doubt of my words (even though they arn't true and I now have to make something up).
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I had it all, but not what I wanted, 'Cause hope for me was a place uncharted and overgrown
Glancing up at the clock, I'm rather surprised that Claire hasn't already and asked to go home. Maybe she doesn't want to, and would rather stay here with me?
That thought leaves my cold, still chest warm for a few moments, until I realise that I have distracted her from her work and she's looking at the clock too.
"Oh- I hadn't known- erm... Myrnin, can I get a portal home?" Claire mumbled, alternating glances between the beaker and me and her hands. I take the beaker out of her hands, smiling slightly at the most miniscule of contacts between us, and she grins at me, all innocence and cheeriness and her quickness surprises even me when she hugs me.
For just a second of infinity, her hair brushed up agaist my neck and her chin pressed near my ribs, and I was the happiest dead man alive. I bet I could persuade her if I ws to kiss her, right here, right now. The surprise would be enough, I muse. Then, all too soon, she was flying away like the little bird she is to that damn boy that thinks he owns her.
That hug wont- cant- be all I ever get, but it will sedate me. For now.
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You'd make your way in
I'd resist you just like this
You can't tell me to feel
I honestly dont know when it was that Claire wormed away into my heart. It could have been at any moment, for all I know it was the moment that I first met her. No, it was before that, it was a few weeks before she came to work for me.
I had sensed her in the ally in front of my house, in one of my less sane moments, and she was unsure but not frightened, even though her heart race had speeded slightly; I could smell her scent- Coffee, Dohnuts, Courage, Innocence, Intelligence, and the smell of a diferent place, a different world to the one she had already began to inhibit.
I was hungry, and insane, and every ounce of my being needed to taste her blood in order to bring me sanity just for a moment. I tried to compell her into walking niavly into my lab, but no such luck- and that ws strange, for never, in almost a thousand years of existance, had either human or vampire escaped my Compulsion even if I was insane at the time- especially if I was insane at the time.
Later, in a moment of sanity, a few weeks after Frank Collins and his mob of imbeciles had left town, I told Amelie what had happened. I learned that the girl who smelt like Coffee and Innocence was some University student named Claire Danvers, whom had already gotten mixed in with the... less polished parts of town. Claire, in the space of two months, had been bullied by the Mayor's Idiotic Daughter, moved in with a ghost and two troublemakers, tormented by Oliver and Brandon continuously, had her house almost burnt down, taken hostage by Frank, witnessed Sam Glass' staking (nasty business), seen her trouble-making boyfriend almost burnt alive, been present at the fledgling vampires salvation and had been attacked by Oliver, almost having been forced to sell herself body and soul to him to save those she apparently 'loved'.
"Body and Soul? Oliver hasn't offered one of those yet. He must really want this girl."
"He does. We all do, Myrnin, thats the thing." Amelie spoke, her usual calm puncuated with her body language, fidgiting and sighing. "You felt her... presence, did you not, the other week?"
"Yes, but I was fairly... out of it, at that point."
"She is rather intriguing, Myrnin. Even with all this, she hasn't shown any major signs of distress, and is still recieving top marks in all her classes. According to the principle, she is the brightest student ever to attend- many vampires have felt tht brightness, although the Humans remain fairly oblivious to it."
"Arn't they always?" Amelie smiled, just a hint of her lips turning up, and I knew from that she found my joke... amusing. A few moments of silence fell, and then Amelie turned back to me.
"I intend to sign her, partly to protect her from the average vampire- and Human, in some cases- but partly from keeping her away from Oliver. He is dangerous, both to her and our cause. He would destroy her, do you understand?" Amelie blabbers for the first time in at least 200 years, and I know she is explaining signing the innocent girl to herslef as well as to me. "Claire is fascinting to Vampires, especially taking in the scent of her blood. I do believe, that she could be increadibly useful to us, even excusing her... strange attractivness to Vampirekind." Amelie leant in close to me, and I followed suit, not entirely sure why. "I think she could find the cure, you know."
And that is when my fascination with Claire Danvers, 16, started.
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The truth never set me free
So I did it myself
I'm dreaming. I think. Theres large orange bubbles floating near by, I'm in a field and Claire is lying down, her head in my lap. Dreaming? She is, I dont know about oneself. I'm not sure because its such a foreign phenoman to me. Occasionally I sleep, but no matter what I told Claire, it doesn't really matter whether I do or not. I simply decided to sleep because I knew she was coming round tomorrow and I wanted the hours to fly as she did.
The way she was lying on me felt incredibly intimate, even though we were outide and fully clothed.
"You know this is just a dream, right, Myrnin?" Claire whispered alluringly as I lent in to kiss her. That didn't stop me.
"Oh yes," I whispered as I pressed my lips to hers, which did wake me up.
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So, yeah, this was kinda written in 15 minutes Maximum A) as a dare to myself and B) because I'v finished "Time never stops, so neither can we" & "Myrnin , how could you?", and I'v got writers block for "Forgivness bites" & "Love shall ruin us all" (yeah, unashamed promotions- check them). Also, I'v just noticed that the A on my keyboard is dodgy, so please excuse any random missing/misplaced A's. Thank you.
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Chloe x
