Eve's POV

I hate mornings. Mornings are like when you smell off milk. Not something you want to go through again.

I could sleep for a long time, but it has to be quiet, and when I'm awake. There's no going back.

The sun hit my eyes, as I drew back my black silk curtains. I stood there taking in the view for a while. Leaving the world behind. Forgetting about the Vampires. Peoples hatred of my love life. The possibility of my imminent death. It left me and I stood staring out my window at the wide street of Lot.

I felt hands wrap around my waist and a body hug me from behind. "Morning baby." It spoke. I knew who it was by its touch. My husband to be Michael Glass. It's weird thinking that. My husband (to be). Jeez, I'm only 19 and I'm going to get married soon.

His words made me shiver. I shuffled closer to him, and turned my body to face his. He was only half dressed, with Jeans on, and his chest showing. God he's gorgeous, and he's mine.

His grip grew tighter around me, and I placed my arms around his shoulder. He locked eyes with me and spoke "You're up early. You ok?"

"Yeah, my alarm went off that's all. can't get back to sleep."

He moved one hand from my waist, towards a strand of hair that covered my face and a part of my neck.

I was never comfortable with him touching my neck or wrists. I trust him with my life, but having a vampire as a boyfriend and husband to be, has it's downfalls.

His hand stopped over my pulse on my neck, and I could feel his muscles tense.

"Michael? What are you doing?"

He froze, his hand covering the side of my neck. His grip grew tighter. I struggled for breath.

"Michael!" I gasped through my shortening breath.

"Your neck Eve."

His grip loosened around my neck, and I caught my breath.

I hadn't realised that he had me held in the air, until he dropped me and I came crashing onto all fours.

"What the hell Michael?!". I got up and managed not to throw up everywhere. Michael had taken his chance, and stepped back to the other side of the room. He stood, eyes fixated on to me, his body was tense and I could feel his anger.

"Michael, what the hell is wrong with you?". I moved slowly towards my bed, making sure I don't faint on my way there, and sat down. With Michael now behind me, I could only hear his voice "Who did this to you Eve?". He spoke with a firm, and set tone.

"What the hell are you talking about, did you take something?" I exclaimed, and turned my torso to face him. He was still standing in the same position he was before, but this time it was not anger upon his face, yet more sorrow and worry.

"You're neck. Who?". I had no idea what he was talking about until I made my way over to my old-fashioned mirror that hung on my wall. And it was then, that I understood what he meant. Because on the right hand side of my neck, there were two small bite marks. I had been bitten. And there was a lot of blood. I screamed so loud, I'm surprised Britain didn't hear me.

Shane's POV

I woke up to sun. Don't you just hate that, the one time you feel like a vampire. When you see the sun for the first time in the morning.

I pulled my blanket over my head to absorb the darkness, but it was soon over turned.

At first there was just a figure as my eyes adjusted to the light, but then it created the most beautiful person I had ever set eyes on.

Claire, my Claire. With her hair back into a loose ponytail, wearing only one of my old band t shirts. She through the blanket to the side, and poked at my side "Shane? Get up, get up, get up" she said excitedly as I moaned into my pillow, "What?" I finally managed to speak some form of English, and she replied "Hurry up! Get dressed, you might want to get the bathroom before Eve does as well. Hurry up!".

I managed to prize my eyes open once more, to give her a look of confusion "Really Shane.." She said with disappointment, as she recognised the look I was giving her. "Tell me you remember..." Nothing. "I can't believe you! Your job interview! You know the actual good job that you found all on your own". Ok, so maybe I imagined her saying the 'found all on your own part' but she had a point I did have a job interview.

I flopped my head back down and exhaled into the sheets of my bed. Claire had placed herself next to me, and started pushing at my sides to get me out of bed. And I can tell you know it worked, I landed flat on my back on the floor. That woke me up alright. "Jeez, Claire! When did you get so strong." She laughed whilst staring down at me from the bed "I got strong when you got weak." She stood up and made her way to the door. "Hey I never got weak!".

"I beg to differ, because a girl two years younger than you just pushed you out of a bed. And I'm grabbing the bathroom before anyone else does!"

I had no time (or effort to argue), so I stayed there on the cold floor, for what felt like hours. Just lying there. Up until I got effort to move and put on, at least some fresh clothing.

I was zipping up my jeans, when I heard I high pitched scream. I sprinted to the door, unlocked it, only to find Claire banging on Eve's bedroom door, in clean clothes with wet hair. "Eve! Eve open up! Michael? Are you in there? What was the scream? Hello?". I moved Claire clear out of the way and kicked the door down. Michael was in the far corner of Eve's room, and Eve... Eve was sobbing holding her very bloody neck.