Claire, please be careful.
Part three- the finale.
Flora- I simply love how you gave me a massive anaylsis on the Olympics- but it was fabulous ^.^
Bekah-Lauren.'D (I think thats how you write it) Thank you! I love your stories too, especially Guilty... hint hint!
Song- "THE ONLY EXCEPTION", by Paramore.
EVERYBODY PRETEND THAT MICHAEL AND EVE GOT MARRIED BEFORE LAST BREATH, PLEASE?
And that was the day that I promised, I'd never sing of love if it does not exist
But darling, you are the only exception
-Author POV-
Lips pressing together in a haze of excitment and need, Claire pulled herself closer to Myrnin. Never had 'this' felt so right, in the two months since 'this' had started. Her 18th birthday had passed, as had Shane's Twentieth. Both occassions she had spent the days with him, before escaping using portals and the excuse of sleeping to be with the man she truly loved. Yesterday, Claire had finally told him that she loved him, and the look of adoration on his face was astounding.
"Claire, you dont have to do this if you dont want to." Myrnin mumured, stroking her cheek with the backs of his fingers.
"I do. I need to." Claire sighed.
"Do you want me there?" Myrnin pulled back a little, just enough to look her in the eyes as she decided. A small smile played along her lips, even as she got ready to break someone's heart.
"Always."
x
"What!"
"Shane, please listen, I-"
"Your breaking up with me for that?"
"I'm so sorry." Tears ran down Claire's face as she stepped forwards a little, hands up in surrender because no matter how right it was to be with Myrnin, it was wrong to not have told him before, or to not have left a gap between the two of them. "I didn't want this to happen. But its best for you to know."
Realisation dawned on Shane's face, masking the anger and heartbreak and hurt for a moment before the Aggression took its place.
"How long has this been going on?" Only silence greeted his answer. However, the slight flickering of Claire's head as she she almost turned back to look at Myrnin answered him. "A while, huh. How long? A day? A month? How long, tell me goddammit!" He yelled. There was no need to veil his anger because Eve and Michael were, for once, out of the house, doing things that married couples do. Doing things that Shane and Claire could have been doing if only it wasn't for Myrnin.
Claire muttered something under her breath, but Shane caught it, just.
"Three months. Three months." He ended with a small hiss that caused Myrnin to step forwards and drag Claire back.
"Pack your bags, love." Myrnin whispered to Claire as she fled the room, ready and willing to leave.
x
"You bastard." Shane said, rather calmly, watching Myrnin lean back against the door.
"No, I always knew my father, even if it was from my visits to his cage, and he and my mother were married long before my conception. Therfore, I am not a Bastard."
"She'll come back to me, you know."
"No. You see, she has been hurt by you far to many times."
"No she hasn't-"
"Your father. Your fighting. Your anger. You always put other things first, so you cannot blame her for running to me. And I fully intend on keeping her happy forever."
"She'll die, one day."
"If you had just listened to me, I said I'll keep her happy forever, not until she dies." Myrnin said with a sigh, throughily annoyed with the boys attempts at Raining on thier Parade.
"You intend on Turning her."
"Yes. Now, if you have quite finished, the Love of my life has finished packing, so I am leaving. With her."
"She'll come back to me."
x
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Myrniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin, happy birthday to you!" Claire sings/yells as she walked in from the kitchen, carrying a small cake- small, because it is just for the two of them, which is the way he prefers it. Laughing, Myrnin takes the cake from her hands and places it on the table Claire had cleared whilst he was sleeping.
"Thank you, my love." He whispers as her eyes turn serious, and she leans it for another heart-starting kiss.
Yes, just the two of them. The way he prefers it.
x
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, Myrnin. I want this. I need you."
"Dwi'n dy garu di, fy hen dderyn bach," Myrnin whispered in her ear, causing shivers which felt like shockwaves. "Tell me if it hurts?"
"Of course."
And they led backwards on the bed together, finally joining in a way that neither had fully known they wanted until recently.
x
"Hello, Amelie."
"Myrnin. How is Claire?"
"She's good. What is it you called me for, if I may be so brash? You see, we were-"
"I don't think I want to know the end of that sentence!" Amelie said very, very quickly, her doubts confirmed by the wicked smile that consumed Myrnins face, as well as the shine in his eyes. They both faded when he noticed quite how serious Amelie was. "I have actually called you here with my concerns about your relationship. You are clearly in love, Myrnin, I have seen that since before you admitted it, even to her. nd the times I'v seen Claire since you... 'got together' have proved that she returns the feeling. However, this could be your downfall."
Myrnin nodded, once, understanding what she was saying, but not wanting her to continue. "I understand, Ma'am, but-"
"Myrnin, please." Amelie pleaded. "You need to listen to this, because I dont want to lose Claire. She has- rather strangly- grown on me.
The way you two are together means that she is forgetting you are a vampire, and you are forgetting that you feed on the substance that keeps her alive. Not only a Vampire, but the most mentally unstable vampire in the history of existance, although that certainly has been disputed recently. In your... activities... you could slip. And then Claire would die."
Myrnin watched her carefully, unsure of what she wanted him to do.
"I love her, Amelie, even you have noticed. Do you wish for me to make her leave? Because I am afraid I-"
"If Claire is fatally injured, Myrnin, I give you permission to turn her. She is far too important for us to lose her."
"Thank you." Myrnin replied. "Now, may I go back to her?" The wicked smile once more claiming his demonour.
x
"Happy Birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Claaaaiiiiiiiiiiiire, happy birthday to you." Myrnin whispered as he rolled over in bed and began kissing her neck. Claire giggled.
"Myrnin, stop it! I cant think when you do that!"
"Exactly. Now is not the time for thinking."
"Oh, okay then." Claire laughed quietly as he moved the kisses downwards.
x
"Myrnin? How long have we been together?"
"You dont know?" Myrnin gasped, with a fake look of indignition plastering his face.
"Well, its been so awesome that parts of it have passed in a blur, so dont blame me!" She replied, hands on hips, and Myrnin replied with a wink.
"Eleven months, two weeks, 4 days since first kissed, little bird."
x
"Happy Anniversary, Claire."
"Happy Anniversry, Myrnin. Who's the lucky girl?" Claire pretended to mock.
"You are." And suddenly, in the middle of the quiet restaurant, in the Vampire section in which Claire was the only human, Myrnin went down on one knee and pulled out a small, blue velvet box. Claire gasped, and many Vampires glanced over, small smiles playing at thier lips, but most then turned away to give the poor man some privacy. Myrnins mouth opened and closed a few times, and only managed a few words once he re-found his voice. "You know, I do believe I'v forgotton what to say. Will you marry me?"
"Of course!" Claire smiled, and pulled him up so that thier lips touched gently, for once not caring about the Vampires around them, or the fact that this could somehow get back to Shane, or Eve and Michael (neither of whom had talked to her in a year). "I love you."
x
"Myrnin, stop." Claire demanded, back against the wall, Myrnins body keeping her there.
"Why would I do that? You smell so... alluring..."
"You'd stop because you love me." Claire whispered as the fangs she had not seen in so long pressed gently into her neck, before Myrnin pulled away, eyes open in horror, clearly remembering what he'd almost done.
x
"Myrnin, it's ok. Shush, baby, its ok." Claire held him carefully, not wanting to frighten him.
"Claire- in no way is it ok. I am so sorry. I am so sorry. I am-"
Myrnin curls up into himself against the wall, and begins repeating the words like a mantra, more to himself than to her, and Claire wonders if they could ever get past this. She could, because she loves him, and even if she had to turn Vampire earlier than intended, she would do it so that they could spend eternity together. Myrnin, on the other hand... if he had killed her, he never would have forgiven himself. Finally, Claire pulls his hands away from his face.
"Myrnin, listen to me. Its ok. You slipped. It wont happen again." Claire takes his hands and places it against her cheek, revelling in the way he looks at her, trusts her to know what she's doing, until she cant bear it anymore and leans in gently. "I love you."
x
"Claire?"
Claire turns around, mouth wide open at the sight of the twenty-one year old girl who stands in the doorway, looking both frightened and defiant at the same time.
"You came!" Claire squeals, and runs over to the girl, and they hug, the past two years dissapearing like fog in sunshine, and the other people in the room fading into background music. "Oh my Gosh, I missed you so much!"
"I missed you too. I just- it felt- it felt like I had to be on 'his side' at first, because- well, you know- and after those first few weeks, it just felt... you were- are- happy, and I didn't deserve to be part of that after I blanked you for so long and- and I'm sorry Claire."
"Its ok, Eve."
The pair looked at each other, mischevious smiles lighting up the room, before Eve yelled to the other Humans and Vampires.
"Lets get this hen-night started!"
THAT IS IT! NO MORE UPDATES NOW!
This was only meant to be a bloody one-shot! xD Thats what your reviews do to me, you know? Imma not write about the Wedding or anything, because different people will want to end it in different ways so go on...
Do they get married, or not?
Does Myrnin bite Claire?
Does Claire get Vamped?
G'wan, you know you want to review and tell me!
Chloe xx