This is my first fan fic please don't hate me that much , this is set during bite club , review after you've read thanks 3
sunlight warmed my face, streaming in from the window opposite my bed. I sighed and buried myself deeper into the warm mass of blankets, safe and secure. In that brief moment as I woke up I was utterly peaceful, I had forgotten where I was, forgotten who I was and the only thing that mattered was that I was safe. But I wasn't. I couldn't be, no truly ever safe, not here. I frowned, unhappy that my own thoughts had ruined my parting contentedness. I let out another sigh and rolled over, searching with my hand for the beautiful boy who was my lover. My heart pounding, I realized I couldn't find him and shot up in bed looking to see where he was. No one was there. Silly me I thought to myself, of course he's not here, not after the things I said to him last night. I shut my eyes and dropped back onto the bed willing the images to stop racing across my eyes.
I heard the front door open and lifted my head off the couch in time to see Shane walk through the door, carrying a take-out bag and smelling of barbeque. I smiled at him and waved.
"Dinner?" I called out questioningly.
"Not for you sleepy head," he said teasingly, pulling the box away from my outstretched fingers.I rocked back on my heels, crossing my arms and glaring at him, my lips pulled back into a pout.
"Don't be angry with me, a man's gotta eat!" he said, a smirk starting to spread across his face. I changed my expression into my best puppy-dog face, staring up at him expectantly, willing him to hand over the box.
"Not fair Claire, you know I just can't resist that face!" he said, his expression deepening. I blinked once and tilted my head to the side and said in my most innocent voice, "What face?" He leaned forward to kiss me, dropping the box onto the table, the food forgotten. He kissed me lightly at first, but I quickly deepened turning into something more. I pulled him back towards the living room and pushed him onto the couch, settling myself in his lap without ever breaking the kiss. Eventually we pulled apart for air keeping our noses toughing, staring into each other's eyes. This must be love I thought, this must be it because I have never been happier in my entire life.
"I love you," I whispered to him.
"I love you too," he whispered back, reaching up with his hands to pull my face back to his.
"Whoa there guys, let's keep it PG, after all we do have a minor in the house," said Eve jokingly. I jumped up off the couch, my face reddening in embarrassment. Shane stayed sitting, eyes sparkling and lips pulled back into an adorable smile.
"Your just jealous cuz Mikey's not home," he responded. Eve rolled her eyes, flipped him the finger and walked into the kitchen.
"You know what, I think that it's you who is missing Michael. Don't worry I won't tell anyone about your bro-mance!" she called out laughing.
"Yeah like I'd ever like some bloodsucker like that," he muttered.
"Hey," I said glaring at him, "Michael's your friend. I thought you were past this."
"Don't worry," he said pulling me back into his lap, "It's nothing against Michael, just the thought of liking a vamp in general." I sighed not convinced.
"Honestly, I'm over it," he said leaning in to finish where we left off. Just as his lips once again met mine my phone went off with an annoying shrill.
"Ignore it," he grumbled and kept on kissing me. I let him for a moment longer and then twisted myself out of his grasp and grabbed my phone off the table. I flipped it open and checked the caller-ID….Myrnin.
"Let me guess, it's your stupid vampire boss, isn't it?" Shane said, the anger evident in his voice. I shot him a look and answered.
"Hello?"
"Claire, you can't have tomorrow off. I would say I'm sorry but I'm not. Be here at 6 o'clock sharp no exceptions and if you're late I'll eat you," Myrnin's voice answered sharply from the other side.
"But….." I started to say but stopped when I heard him click off on the other end.
"Ahhh, stupid Myrnin, I hate you," I said dropping back onto the couch and began massaging my temples with my fingers.
"What now?" asked Shane.
"Myrnin's making me go into work tomorrow," I said.
"But tomorrow is my day off and I thought we were going to go see a movie together."
"I'm sorry Shane but I can't, we'll just have to go next week," I said to him, averting my eyes.
"No," he said, standing up, "We are going to the movies. You'll just have to call him back and tell him that you can't work. Or better yet just don't go to the lab tomorrow."
"Shane, come on now, you know I can't do that! He'd kill me, or Amelie would. I can't just blow off my job!"
"Yes you can!" he stated back.
"No Shane I can't and you shouldn't expect me to!" I yelled at him.
"You know what, I'm starting to think that maybe there is another reason why you keep doing everything that crazy bloodsucker commands."
I froze, anger turning everything into sharp focus, "Just what are you implying, Shane."
"I'm not implying anything, I'm flat out stating that I think you're cheating on me with him," Shane said, eyes flashing with hurt and rage.
"I cannot believe you just said that to me! Out of all the ridiculous things-!"
"It's not ridiculous! I've seen the way he looks at you! Don't tell me you don't see it too! At first I wasn't worried because you always acted like he wasn't important but lately you started looking back at him," he stopped, turning away from me. I knew I should feel bad but I was just too angry and I couldn't seem to be able to lock the anger away.
"So you're saying that if I look at my boss then I must be cheating on you with him. Really Shane, do you know how stupid that sounds, do you even hear yourself?" I shot back questioningly.
"It's the way you stare into his eyes…" he said but stopped, sounding hurt and confused. I immediately felt bad for implying that he was stupid. He's just hurt I thought, he's only acting like this because he loves me.
"I can't believe you could ever look some disgusting…thing like that in the eyes," he muttered. That's when I snapped. I had never felt so enraged in my entire life. How could he have so much hate and prejudice in his heart, especially with how wrong he had been proven in recent events? In that one second I hated him, just for a fraction of a second I hated what he was and how he acted. It was really the smallest possible fraction but that's all it took, I wanted to hit him where it hurt and I knew just how to do it.
"Well he does have pretty eyes. Maybe I just wanted to look at something beautiful after having to look at you all day," I stated, my voice flat and eyes burning.
His expression was pure pain, pure innocent, unneeded, unnecessary pain.
My stomach twisted and I wanted to take it back, take it all back and wrap myself back into his arms and tell him just how much I loved and needed him. But I knew I never could and it felt terrible, like someone was repeatedly stabbing me in the stomach over and over again.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean it, I really didn't" I whispered, searching his eyes for any sign that he might forgive me. There was none, his faced had twisted into the most unnerving mask of hate that was directed entirely at me, the anger turning his normally soft features cold and sharp. I knew it wasn't the content of the insult that hurt him the most but the fact that I had said that Myrnin, a vampire, a vampire who had tried to kill me on numerous occasions was better than him.
"Get out of my sight," he stated, but his voice was wrong, it wasn't him, it was anger.
"Shane…" I said helplessly, begging him with my eyes to forgive me.
"No," he said bluntly, "Get out of my sight."
No longer able to hold back the tears, I burst out crying and pushed past a very shocked Eve and ran up the stairs and into my room, slamming and locking the door behind me. I sank to the floor in a heap, my head a whirl of emotions and cried until the world had no more meaning.
I awoke sometime later to Eve knocking on my door asking me if I was alright and if she could come in. I chose to ignore her and simply stripped down to my underwear and climbed into my empty bed. I tried to escape the pain and fall into the peaceful numbness of sleep but every time I closed my eyes images of Shane's pained face came into my mind, staring back at me. I sobbed harder and curled myself into the tightest ball I possibly could, trying to make myself so microscopic that I would disappear. I stayed that way, sobbing and shaking, for I don't know how long until exhaustion overtook my fear and gently pulled me into the oblivion.
Depressed, I rolled onto my other side so that I was facing the wall and tried to make my mind once again blank so that I might be able to slip back into the realm of oblivion. I sighed again because I knew that was pointless. I would never be able to forget, not for a single second. I turned and looked at the clock. It read 10:27. Late, and just a little late, 4 and half hours late. Myrnin really was going to kill me this time. Oh well, if I'm already that drastically late I really don't need to go at all. Guess I wasn't going to work after all, how ironic.
I rolled my eyes and snuggled back into my bed, just because I can't sleep doesn't mean I can't stay in bed all day. Besides, I'm far too overdue for a mental health day. I stared at the door willing Shane to walk through it and tell me he everything was going to be alright, that he forgave me and all was well. But I knew the truth, that was never going to happen. I ruined the best thing in my life and it was no one else's fault but my own.
"Great job Claire," I said to myself, "You really know how to hurt people don't you?"
woke up to a buzzing sound vibrating through my ears. I groaned and rolled over, reaching to hit my alarm. I hit the button, but the buzzing didn't stop. Surprised I sat up and hit it again before I realized that the buzzing wasn't coming from any electronic.
A portal.
I had just enough time to process that thought before Myrnin came striding into my room wearing tight black skinny jeans and a pair of red trainers under his signature old-fashioned, Victorian, black coat. He was, of course, topless under this coat and I unwillingly found myself starting at his well defined stomach.
"You're late," he said in a flat voice, "I told you not to be late." I flicked my eyes up to meet his soulless brown ones and was surprised to see that he actually looked offended.
"Uhhh…I…was, well I was…umm," I stuttered.
"Yes, yes, you were supposed to have the day off. Blah, blah, blah. I'm sure you'll inform me of your opinion whether I like it or not. Buuuut," his voice took on a sickly sweet edge and his eyes slid shamelessly to my chest, "Perhaps you should get dressed first."
With a gasp I yanked the sheets up to cover my chest realizing that I too was topless. I felt my face heat up and quickly cast my eyes to the floor my embarrassment rendering me speechless. He let out a rich laugh.
"My, oh my, I think my little bird is self conscious," he said darkly, a wicked grin spreading across his lips. For a moment I found myself scared of him and could feel my heart racing in my chest. I had seen that smile before and things never ended well when I did, but I soon realized that the smile wasn't some disease. It was utterly and completely his. I relaxed and slumped back into my bed, silently wishing he would go away and leave me to my misery.
"Don't worry, you have nothing to be ashamed about!" he said lightly, and instantly my embarrassment returned. He couldn't mean that he thought I looked….nice, could he? He reached down to my floor, picking up handfuls of the clothes I had left strewn about and finding something he liked, threw the bundle at me. I stared down at his fashion choice and was completely shocked to find that the outfit he had picked out was, well it was rather adorable. It consisted of a pair of white-washed, ripped jeans, a hand-woven brown belt, and a black cut-off tee. Turning my back to him I quickly yanked on the clothes and jumped out of bed.
"Hurry up now," he began flippantly, "We need to get back to the lab and finish my experiment. You've already made me HOURS late and we simply can't waste anymore time. You see I've finally figured it out! I just had the wires connected wrong, but how was I supposed to know that the wire faded to green instead of staying red? I wasn't really and I finally got that figured out but then I had to use some strange computer program that I was completely unawares about how to use, and may I remind you that I wouldn't have had that setback if my assistant was where she was supposed to be, and that took sometime but now I really do think I've got it! I just need to quickly test it out on you to make sure that it actually works." He said this in a matter of seconds, so completely fast that my mind tuned it out as gibberish.
"Slow down Myrnin! First of all I couldn't understand half of that, second you are sooooo not testing out anything on me, and C, no wait, thirdly, I can't come back to the lab with you, not today. In fact why don't you give the week off, or the whole month for that matter!" I responded. I doubted I could fix things between me and Shane in just a week and there was no way I was going around Myrnin, or any vamp really, until we sorted things out. Or, I painfully thought, end them.
"What do you mean you aren't coming to the lab today?" Myrnin asked, "May I remind you that I am your boss and you will do as I say. Your opinion matters little to me."
"No. Please Myrnin, not today," I begged.
"And why not?" he asked, concern spreading to his features as if were just realizing how hurt and miserable I looked, "What's wrong, little Claire?"
"Nothing," I mumbled, letting my head hang down, "Nothing that would concern you anyway." Myrnin moved quickly, and before I could stop him he swiftly picked me up and pulled me into his lap, lifting up my chin and forcing my eyes to meet his.
"Claire, anything that hurts you concerns me. Understand that. You are the most important thing to me. I care about you as much as someone like me can. Now, tell me what happened." Myrnin said it softly but with enough force so that I knew that he meant every word he said. I let my eyes drift down to the bedspread, staring at the swirling patterns encompassed there.
"I got in a fight with Shane. It was bad Myr, really, really bad. I said something I really shouldn't have and I don't think he's ever going to forget it," I said and was not surprised to hear my voice crack on the last words. I looked back into Myrnin's eyes begging him to understand that this time it was different from all the other fights, this time was the worst. Myrnin looked at me with a sudden intensity and held my shoulders tightly in his hands.
"Listen to me and listen well. That boy is in love with you, more then I have ever seen someone be in love. I have seen thousands of romances throughout my long life and I have never seen someone feel so strongly for someone else, ever. You will just have to trust me when I say that I know that he will forgive you. Give it time and it will work out. I promise.
"But I also promise that if he ever hurts you in any way, may it be physically or mentally, I will end him. Got it?" Myrnin said with such compassion and truth in his eyes that I almost forgot that it was him. He released me from his grasp and I pathetically nodded my head, wanting nothing more than to fall back asleep. He pulled me back into his arms and gave me a brief hug. Usually I would be shocked by this behavior but I was currently too tired to care.
"Don't worry little one, give him some space and let time heal your wounds. It will all be fine," he said reassuringly, "And if you let me I'd like to take you out to do something fun tonight, help you get your mind off things."
"And what exactly would that be?" I asked suspiciously, slightly raising by eyebrows, a billion thoughts racing through me head and not of them good.
"Now, now Claire, I'm much too young and innocent for that kind of thought," he said seductively, a faint quirk of a smile spreading across his lips.
"Sure you are Myrnin, sure you are," I said rolling my eyes, already in a much better mood. I guess he just had that kind of effect on me.
"Come, come child, we must be quick if we are to make it to our destination before it becomes midnight," he said excitedly, eyes burning with a hidden secret and excitement. He reached down and grabbed my hand, pulling me towards the portal, already flipping through different channels at a breakneck speed.
"Myrnin my shoes!" I called out.
"No time for them, besides I don't like shoes," he responded.
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