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Morganvillevamp.
Michael's pov:
Did I really just say that out loud? How was I supposed to explain this to Claire? Before I could cover up what I said, she asked, 'What do you mean, "I saw the way he looked at you today"? You weren't even here?' Why couldn't I just keep my mouth shut?
But I did say earlier today that she's like no other girl. Should I come out and say that I'm a ghost? Always trapped in this house? During the day, I'm invisible, but at night I'm as real as can be?
There was one thing I knew for sure. I could trust Claire.
Claire had a frown playing on her face; waiting patiently for me to answer. I sighed and sat down on the step. Claire followed suit; and sat down beside me.
'Claire, I- I'm...' I stuttered, not sure on what to say. 'Claire; you're probably not going to believe me, but, please just hear me out.' I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. I could see Claire bracing herself at what I might say.
'I'm a ghost.' I rushed out, but I could tell that Claire heard me. She didn't even know about vampires, she wasn't going to believe about ghosts.
I didn't have any time to see what emotions swam across her face, as she was up and running to the spare bedroom before I could say 'Boo!' and slammed the door. It wouldn't surprise me if she was packing her bags to get as far away as possible from me and this house. But she should be running as far as she could away from this town, because like I've said; she doesn't belong in a town like this, she deserves so much more than what this town could offer her. But if she was going to leave, I wasn't going to let her until the sun had safely risen, I didn't any vampires munching on her neck.
I hate this hell hole of a town.
Claire's pov:
Why couldn't I just go to MIT? I don't care if I'm further away from my parents. At least the people there are like me. I wouldn't have all kinds of sick jokes being pulled on me. First someone says they are falling for me; and then they tell me they're a ghost. What the hell?
I slammed the guest bedroom door and slumped down on the bed. I wasn't staying in here any longer. I got up off of the bed, and grabbed my backpack. After making sure I had everything I possibly could need; I opened the door and made my way downstairs…
…to be greeted by Michael. So I made a run for the front door, I obviously wasn't fast enough though. My wrist was grabbed again, but this time I didn't turn around. 'Leave me go, Michael.' I told him, keeping my voice steady, but his grip didn't falter, it was going to take a lot more than this to be able to get away from him.
'Where are you going to go?' Michael asked me. I sighed, why did he want me to give him answers? I barely know him; but what I have found out doesn't make me want to stay any more.
'Outside on the streets if it means I'm not stuck in this house. If it's too bad; I might even go back to the dorms! Now let me go!' I yelled at him, I could feel my checks getting hot with anger, I probably looked like a tomato about to burst.
He didn't let me go. I suddenly felt weak and dropped to the floor, it was as if everything had been pulled out of me, all of my emotions and feelings…I felt drained…drained of energy and drained of life. I was fed up of acting strong all the time. Michael dropped down next to me and wrapped me in a hug. I was too tired- physically and emotionally- to try and get out of his grasp, and instead rested my head on his shoulder.
I must have fallen asleep; because I was woken up by and alarm. I opened my eyes and realised I was where I was before. It was only a couple minutes until sunrise, why was there an alarm this early?
I then noticed Michael rushing towards the kitchen; I wandered why, and followed him. Just in time to see him disappear into thin air. Michael really was a ghost, and he was going to be bombarded with questions from me tonight.
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Morganvillevamp.