Chapter 2:
Well, ORIGINALLY, this was a one shot which was going to be developed into a multi-chaptered fic later on… but the response was so good, I decided to write this for you now – I will hopefully make updates at least fortnightly, if you continue to r&r!
And the fact that my Spanish Speaking Assessment went up (in moderation time) from 21 (B – ie rubbish) to 26 (A!) made me finish this chapter ahead of another one for something else!
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Claire's POV:
Oh my god. Oh my… oh my fricking hell… I kissed Myrnin. I. Kissed. Myrnin. Who you can also call my boss. I walked into the place I call work and kissed him! He probably doesn't even like me – he probably just wanted someone to kiss (hello, no kissing since Ada a couple of hundred years ago probably leaves a few urges) and when I presented myself to him, he jumped at the chance. No, he won't like me.
I don't think I like him!
I mean, Shane just dumped me; earlier this very day, he dropped the bombshell on me that he didn't want to be with me anymore. He told me that there was someone else, so I guess all I did was go out and try and make myself feel better.
So why have I just been kissing Myrnin? Why am I standing in his lab, staring into his eyes… eyes that seem to be glowing and dancing like nothing I have ever seen before? Why am I here?
"I… I should go," I whisper, wrenching myself out of his frozen arms. He doesn't try and stop me… I don't even think he realises that I am moving, moving towards the portal as fast as my shocked legs can carry me.
I rush through at a sprint, panting desperately as I slam the door shut, leaning my back against it. I sink down to the floor and take deep breaths, shaking erratically as my brain processes just what I've done. I went to the lab to work and I ended up being captivated by the beauty of my boss. I ended up kissing him, as if he were my boyfriend.
I acted like a slut.
I didn't think I was attracted to Myrnin whatsoever; I thought that we were just friends, that all of Shane's worrying was just that - worrying. I thought that I loved Shane and he loved me. I guess that the latter no longer counts, or never counted – I don't know if he loved me or not, I just don't. I hope he did… but I don't know. Yet what I did was as soon as he dumped me, go out and kiss someone else. More than that… I kissed a vampire; in a town full of the bloody things (excuse the pun) I relinquished my entire control around them (especially Mr Crazy) and kissed one of the things that could have killed me the second I walked into Morganville. I betrayed my entire race in the town (Eve and Michael don't count because he was human here only a couple of years ago; he was already a ghost) by kissing Myrnin. I shouldn't have done it.
But it felt so good! I mean, I enjoyed kissing him; fireworks exploded everywhere when I pressed my lips to his, and it was a feeling that I have never felt before. Never have I felt such passion in a kiss; with Shane, it never reached down to my toes or captivated every thought. But Myrnin... When I kissed him, after I kissed him, he was all I could think about. Hell, he's all I can think about right now!
I struggle to my feet as I hear a key rattling in the already unlocked door. For a split second I feel fear as my mind worries that it could be the local serial killer until I remember where I am. In Morganville, the serial killers don't have heartbeats. Or even keys to unlock this door, as a matter of fact.
"Yo, dudes, I'm home!" Eve squeals and I jump at the happiness in her voice. Evidently she doesn't know my heart has been squashed, that I acted badly, and now I'm feeling more guilt than ever before.
I realise quickly that silent tears are dripping down my face, streaming from my eyes faster than you could ever have thought possible. So I wipe them away quickly, trying desperately to put a smile on my face as Eve rounds the corner to find me.
"CB!" she exclaims brightly, before the grin slides off her face as she looks at me. "Oh my god, Claire, what's happened? What's going on?" she asks, rushing over to hug me. As her arms go around me, all I can think about is Myrnin and how he wrapped me up in him like she is doing to me. I preferred his arms... No matter how much of a betrayal I am committing to Shane and probably my heart by admitting it, it is the truth.
Perhaps a rebound kiss doesn't exist, after all. Perhaps I really do have feelings for Myrnin...
...utter bull.
"S-Shane dumped me," I whisper quietly, staying as far away as possible from anything that could bring up the kiss with Myrnin.
"Sweetie, you're going to be fine," she says quietly into my ear as she pulls me to sit on the sofa. No sobs are ensuing or anything similiar to what people on the television appear to be like when they're dumped... That's weird in itself. "Shane is a jerk and when he realises what he's missing he'll soon come crawling back," she promises. Oh, a large part of me wishes that this was happening right now, that he will realise his mistake and come back to me.
However, there's the other part of me, the part that says that he dumped me. It wasn't as if it was the other way around - he decided to end the thing between us. I didn't do anything wrong, and I guess that this part of me feels… justified in what I did with Myrnin. It's as if it's saying 'up yours' to the part of me that loves Shane with every fibre of my being. It's as if it's saying realise your true feelings – you love Myrnin and you want to be with him.
Of course, I don't agree with what this small (but loud and growing) part of me is saying. I mean, I'm not a cheat. I'm not the type of girl who goes out on the rebound hours after she is dumped, when there is a strong chance that they may get back together with their boyfriend. That isn't me. I'm the good girl, the one whose heart is broken but it is soon mended – not though the use of another guy. Especially a vampire, in Morganville. There are some things that you just don't do, and having a vampire for a boyfriend is certainly one of them. It is especially true if the vampire in question is Myrnin: i.e, old, sparring partners with Oliver, best friends with Amelie (ie Queen Bee of the town as its Founder) and let's not forget the most important thing – completely and utterly crazy! I swear, sometimes I think that he must have had some sort of mental condition (most likely bipolar but they wouldn't have recognised that in the Dark Ages or whenever he is from) as a human because even though he is fully cured from the disease, he is the craziest person I have met. And as I have met myself, plus one of Bellevue's most crazy patients, I think I am justified in saying that!
"I guess so," I reply quietly into Eve's shoulder. There is the part of me that wants this to be true… but then there is the growing part that wants a different pair of arms to hold me, the growing part that wants a crazy vampire (who could kill me in a second) to be my boyfriend.
I push this part as far into the depths of my body and soul as I possibly can, thinking that the Shane loving part is by far the stronger of the two. The Myrnin part, if I can call it that, doesn't exactly go into submission but it seems to stop fighting for air.
Before it does though, it makes me think something that I really wish it didn't.
I love Myrnin. He is my lover, my life.
Well that is just utter bull, completely and utterly untrue.
Isn't it?
Here you are, the second chapter of what was a oneshot! God, you really managed to make me start another story, didn't you? I guess the 170 different people who read this, sort of deserved it – thank you! I really enjoyed writing like this; it's slightly different to my normal style!
So go on, review! You know you want to, and I got lots last time!
Until next update!
Vicky xx
P.S - sorry for the long A/N's here!
