*Characters belong to R.C. Oh I totally forgot to mention this. My friend Gina and I can up with this story TOGETHER, so she is an author of this story also. =)*
Chapter 3
When Claire woke up, her head was pounding. She glanced at her clock and it read 11: 24 A.M.
It was just a dream, she thought, just a dream.
She rubbed her eyes and went to the bathroom. When she got there she looked in the mirror. In her reflection she saw her bright, flaming red eyes.
She screamed. She didn't know if anyone was home, then remembered that it was all real and a question pondered in her head: How did she get home?
Then she thought about Shane and how he would react.
"Claire? What's going on?" Michael burst through the door. He paused when he saw her. "What the hell did I miss?" He looked angry and sounded upset.
"It was Morley. Morley did this…" She was trying to explain what had happened last night, but all that was coming out was her blurting everything at once. Michael just stood there staring at her. Claire shut herself up quickly and took a few deep breaths and asked, "Where's Shane?"
"At work. Eve too. Morley did this to you? What happened to your protection?" He was holding her shoulders. Claire was trying to hold back her tears.
"Amelie asked me go over to Myrnin's because she had to do some work on my bracelet. I could see Common Grounds when Morley showed up."
"Yeah Eve mentioned that you were going to meet her. She was worried when she couldn't find you. She came home and said that you were asleep. And I guess she figured that you were just asleep and not bitten and transformed." Claire looked back at the mirror. She still had piercing red eyes.
"Come here we need to get you some stuff to drink." He was leading Claire down the stairs when she realized what he meant.
"No! I'm not drinking any blood!"
"Claire, you have to. You're a vampire weather you like it or not. And this is what vampires need to survive." He pointed to the glass of blood in the fridge after he opened it. He got it out and handed it to Claire. "Especially new vampires." He continued. Claire drank it. She drank about half of it.
"Okay good. We need to call Shane and-"
"No! Shane and Eve can't know about this!"
"Well, they're going to find out somehow and they need to know."
"But Shane… I mean he was so mad when you… turned." Claire wanted to cry when she thought about how mad he had been and soon will be!
"I know. That's why it's better if you just tell them. Come clean about it. Either that or have them ever more mad."
"Okay I'll tell them. Just not yet. Please Michael don't say anything."
"Okay but if you don't I will. Your eyes are back to normal so you can hold it off until you need to drink again." Claire didn't want to hear any more of it. She didn't want to be a vampire. She ran to her room. She got there in a millisecond. She got inside her room and shut the door. She got to her bed and put her head in her hands and started crying.
Claire heard a knock on her door.
"Claire?" Shane whispered on the other side. "Claire?" he said again when she didn't reply. Claire reached over and grabbed her tiny mirror and checked her eyes. Okay good. She thought.
"Um… come in." Claire wiped the left over tears running down her face.
"Claire?" Shane said. He went to sit down next to her. Claire could hear his heart beat and she closed her eyes. She got herself together and managed to speak.
"Hey."
"What's the matter?" He put his arm around her shoulders. Claire shrugged out of his grip and got off her bed and went to stand beside her desk.
"Shane?"
"Yeah?"
She took a deep breath. "I need to tell you something."
"Okay what?" That's when Claire started to cry again. He got up and walked over to her.
"Claire what is it?" He put a hand under her chin and lifted her head up. "What the...?" He backed away as fast as he could. Claire's mirror was still in her hands. Claire looked and dropped it. Her eyes were red again.
"Shane! It's not—I—" Claire looked down at the floor again. This is what she feared. Tears were still running down her face.
"You're a vamp! A blood-sucking vamp, Claire! What the hell?" he continued, "You know how I feel about Vampires! And you turn around and do this?" Claire looked at him with fear in her red eyes.
"Shane! I didn't have a choice! It wasn't my choice! Do you really think I wanted this?"
"I don't know Claire, did you?"
"Of course not Shane! I wouldn't do this to you!"
"Whatever! You know what I think? I think you couldn't stand having to be protected, to be vulnerable." He shook his head and headed toward the door.
"Shane!"
"No Claire!"
"Shane just let me explain! Please!"
"Alright then, explain." Claire was trying to gather all information in her head. There was silence.
"Explain, Claire. Explain how you're a vampire. If you even can." Claire sat down on the bed and Shane shut the door. Shane didn't go and sit next to her. He just stood there next to the door. She took a deep breath and told him everything from when she went to Myrnin's and talked to Amelie and to the encounter with Morley.
Then there was more silence. "I'm sorry Shane, I promise you this is not what I wanted. Not what I wanted at all. Especially for us. You have to believe me!"
He still said nothing. She was getting tired of that.
"Shane?"
"I'm sorry that I didn't believe you." Shane finally said. "But I mean, you can't blame me with the whole Michael wanting to be a vamp and becoming one, I just have to get used to it."
"But it wasn't my choice! Michael made the choice to turn, Shane!"
"That doesn't change the fact of what you are, and will always be. Claire this isn't like Eve's books, it's not some Twilight thing. This is serious!"
"Shane I-"
"Just give me some time, Claire." Claire didn't know what to say to that. She just kept silent. "Just give me some time." He repeated. He looked stressed she knew it was because of her.
He opened the door and Eve was sitting on the floor with a glass cup in her hand.
"Eve?" Claire asked as she dried her eyes again.
"Claire!" Eve got up and pushed Shane out of the way. She went up to Claire and hugged her. "Claire! Michael told me everything! I'm so sorry! I should've picked you up! I should've-"
"Eve! It's not your fault!" Claire interrupted. Tears started flowing down Eve's face, ruining her make-up. "Eve it's not your fault. I promise." The hug got tighter. Shane had left and when Claire noticed, she let go of Eve and sat on her bed.
"I know. I know but I just feel responsible for what had happened to you. I mean you're… you're a Vampire now. I just, I just… I don't know Claire!" Eve said through her sobs.
"Yeah, but you don't need to worry. Michael will help me through it. And there was nothing you could do. Well besides save me!"
"Claire!" she laughed.
"I was just kidding, Eve!"
"Claire, don't… don't do that."
"I'm sorry, it was a perfect moment. Can you forgive me, Eve?"
"Can you forgive me?" Eve smiled. Claire smiled too.
"Of course." They hugged again. "Hey what time is it?" Claire asked.
"Five o' clock. Why?"
"I'm hungry. Duh." Claire said. Eve had a worried look on her face. "Not for blood!"
"Eww! Claire! I know you're still a vamp and everything but I'm still getting used to Michael doing that."
They laughed again.
"Haha, Okay."
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