Chapter 3
I walked out of the room feeling utterly rejected...
Men don't cry. So what did that make me? Well I was dead for a start, but if I could, I probably would have broke down as soon as I got to my door. It felt like a load of pressure was building up in my chest, my throat, I felt sick. But it was probably for the best that I didn't cry then, because as I stepped inside my room, I noticed a very seductive Eve lying on my sheets.
"Not now Eve, please?" I whispered hoarsely, opening the door wide enough for her to leave.
"What's wrong?" She said furrowing her eyebrows, in a gesture of confusion.
"Nothing, okay." I snapped, my sadness turning to anger. "Look, Eve, I'm sorry, I'm just...tired."
Eve gave me a weird look but moved to the door. She stopped and pecked me quickly on the lips before leaving me alone in my dark room. It was horrible and cliché for a vampire to be sat alone in the dark, but I really needed it. I hated pushing Eve away. We had only just been properly together but sure we had done stuff, but said stuff didn't mean anything to me. And that I felt guilty for. Sure I had said I loved her but not in that kinda way more as a sister than like... well, Shane. I sighed and kicked my jeans off my legs and tugged my t-shirt over my head, pushing back the covers and sliding beneath them.
I waited in the darkness for sleep to come and every so often, when it didn't, I would toss and turnover. Time was irrelevant but, boy, did it seem to drag on. How could Shane do that to me?! My eyes fluttered closed once or twice but as they did, horrible thoughts and images of Claire and Eve's disgusted faces if they found out.
Maybe a few hours later, I heard a knock on my door. The person behind it, didn't wait for the reply and my door opened easily. Damn, Should have locked the door! I cursed silently and stayed still, hoping that however it was would believe I had already fallen asleep. Unfortunately curiosity got the better of me, and I sat upright slowly and looked in the direction of the noise. Shane. His eyes studied me carefully and he swallowed making his Adam's apple bob in his throat. It was so beautiful. He stepped closer cautiously, as if the floor beneath him was about to fall through.
"Michael." He whispered as he got closer to the bed. His voice was breathy and pleading with a slight voice of authority mixed in. "Michael please listen to me." He half smiled and I pulled back the covers, in a welcoming gesture. I didn't return his smile.
"What is it, Shane? Got bored of Claire so you decided to come use me some more?" I said harshly turning my back on him as he slid down next to me. I felt his breath on the back of my neck and his body wrap around mine. His arms touched my waist first and slowly they brought us both closer. He rested his head on my shoulder, until we were close enough that I could smell the Shane scent like it was right under my nose.
His hand snaked up my torso, and stopping as he reached my lips, he traced them with his fingertips.
"Michael, Kiss Me?" He whispered pulling me from behind until my back rested flat on the bed and his toned body rested on top of me. I tried to shake my head but the movement was lost as he leaned in to plant a soft, lingering kiss on my lips. Not what I expected. "Now, I would never use you. I just need some time. Time to tell Claire, Okay?" I found myself nodding as his beautiful blue eyes stared straight into mine.
"I understand. I need to tell Eve too." I whispered, relaxing slightly and smiling up at him.
"Okay then." He smiled and kissed my lips gently before collapsing to one side. "So, can I stay here tonight?"
"Anytime." I beamed pulling him into a hard hug, and letting him relax into my embrace. I felt him kiss my chest softly before I fell into a dreamless sleep. Well not dreamless, just very mature.
Any comments? I'm quite proud of this chapter :D Thank You, as always, for reading.
