All rights go to Rachel Caine... unfortunately I don't own these characters :'(
This is my first fanfic so I hope this is okay :P I appreciate any improvements or suggestions so get reviewing! :D x.
Claire's POV
No. This wasn't happening. It couldn't be... oh lord... what have I done... NO! I did something good! It was right! I wouldn't have let it happen any other way. I can't change my mind now though. Too late for that, far too late for that. I can barely hear those people screaming my name. Hold on. Why are they screaming my name again? This isn't right. I'm not supposed to be here. I'm with Eve... and someone else... who was it? I can't remember. I'm trying so hard to remember but it's making me sleepy. Ah well, I sigh as I slip off the edge I've been gripping onto with all my might, into the inky blackness of unconsciousness.
Flashback
"Put the gun down Jason" I heard Eve's shaking voice pleading with her brother to try and stop him from what he was about to do. "Just let it go, it doesn't matter anymore."
"DOESN'T MATTER ANYMORE!" Jason screamed, Eve flinched and I had to cover my ears because of the pure pain I heard in that sentence.
"Lets get this straight Eve. Just you and me. You ratted me out to the cops! Your own brother! And you pretended you knew nothing. Well let me tell you this Eve. You DON'T know anything. NO-ONE DOES! NO-ONE CARES FOR ME ANYMORE! And let me tell you this..." Jason raised the gun and I couldn't bear it any longer.
I threw myself in front of Eve, hoping that he wouldn't do anything stupid. But as I was doing this, everything seemed like it was in slow motion. Eve screamed at me to stop as Jason screamed those final words, "THEY NEVER WILL!"
End of flashback
I didn't think he would actually shoot. Well, I didn't think he would actually shoot me. And neither did he apparently as his face was pure shock when I felt that bullet hit me. I laugh, it seems funny now thinking back. I don't know why. It's all a bit surreal. As if I will just wake up at any moment to Eve and Shane's voices arguing about eggs. Oh god. I'm never going to hear their voices again am I? I want to hear their voices so badly. Just thinking of the way Eve insults Shane, the way Michael tells me not to go out after dark and the way Shane looks into my eyes and tells me he loves me makes me want to burst into tears. If I can do that. Can I do that if I'm dead? Well, I presume I'm dead... hmm, I think I am. I feel like it. Kind of light and airy. Like when you float in a swimming pool on your back... Yes. I'm dead. I must be dead. Well... I can't be anything else... can I?
Hoped you liked it :) Sorry for the length as it is a bit short :3 Please review! :D x.