Shane's POV Part 1
"What are you talking about Shane?" Michael asked me. I didn't really care what he thought about my decision, he's one of them, he has no say.
"Look, Michael, I can't do this without her" I replied sourly. Michael just stood there looking at me. Eve was standing at the door way, man, why did she always have to give me that look?
"You don't have to do this without her, she's still here Shane!" He bellowed. I know he and Eve have been fine, but it's gonna happen to Eve sooner or later, I don't want to have to wait till I'm too old for Claire. I want to be with her forever and if that means becoming the one thing I hate most then so be it. "You know it's going to happen sooner or later. Let me make my own decisions Michael, you don't own me!" I yelled. I was so mad, he has no say, none, he can't decide what I do and don't do. "Shane" he said softly. "I'm looking out for you. If you turn...It will destroy you. I know you well enough to know that. I can't let you do that to yourself. I won't" he said, eyeing the ground crap "God, man, you know I care too much about Claire not to do this" I said. I turned to the sink and bowed my head, not making eye contact with either of them, I couldn't.
"Shane" Eve said in a small voice. I didn't look at her. "God dammit Shane look at me!" She yelled. She was standing right in front of me in all her goth glory. She was weaaring a green and black striped tee under a lacy black thingy with matching tights, ghost make-up and clumpy boots. Her hair was down in thick black waves around her pale face. I had to admit. For a goth chick she was kinda hot.
"Better" she said slowly. "Shane, honey, think about this first. Is this really what you want. To be one of the vamps?" She said looking straight into my eyes. I paused not taking my eyes off of her. "God, Eve ofcourse it's not what I fricken' want but I don't have a choice!" I said taking her by the shoulders. "Don't you get it?" I screamed. I sounded scared, shit I was scared. I had no idea what was going to happen.
I put my hands down by my sides and sighed. I can't do this, not now "I'm out" I said and turned to leave. Michael put a hand on my shoulder, stopping me. "Get your hand off of me Michael." I said calmly. I slowly turned "I don't wanna hurt you Michael but-" He folded me into a hug. What the hell? He patted my back. The way guys do . This was one of the reasons he was my best friend, brother. He always knew when something was right. Even if it isn't in words.
I returned the gesture and stepped back. "You know" He said. "I'd really hate to see you as one of us, because maybe then you might be able to kick my ass then" He said smiling. "Oh trust me I can kick your ass, human or vamp, doesn't matter to me" I shrugged.
Was this what I wanted? To be the thing I have always wanted to destroy?