The world just stopped. I knew I should be doing something, but i was so shocked, I was frozen. But gratefully, my mind worked out what was happening. I pushed him back, hoping that my force would be enough to move the vampire resident. He let himself be shoved away and just looked at me pleadingly.

"Claire, i'm so sorry! Please, don't let anyone-" I cut him off by slamming the door shut on my way out. Should I tell Shane? He'd go crazy. But he'd be more upset if I kept it from him. Maybe he'll understand if I tell him not to do anything about it. I opened Shane's door and saw him stand up straight away.

"Well? What happened? What did he say?"

"He said he loved Eve but didn't know if he should still be with her." There. I didn't lie. Look, I know I probably should of told him, but he really would try and kill Michael, even though he knew full well that he wouldn't win.

"Oh. So I was wrong, maybe I should apologise to him." I opened my mouth to tell him, but decided against it. But I could tell he'd sensed I was keeping something from him. "Claire?"

"It's late, I should go to bed." As I walked away, he mumbled something that sounded like 'can't trust anyone.' I wanted to tell him so badly, but I knew, he'd hurt himself more than Michaels hurt me.

I woke up to the normal Saturday rota. I'd wait for Eve to finish in the bathroom (which took most of my morning) then have a shower and get dressed and ready. When I went downstairs Michael was playing his guitar and Eve was sat in a trance watching him. They were so made for each other! Then the events of last night flooded into my head. Eve was going to be so heartbroken. That was when I decided she was never to find out. Ever.

Eve walked into the kitchen and poured herself a coffee, then sat beside me at the kitchen table. I felt guilty. I shouldn't I had done nothing wrong, it was all Michael.

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"For whatever you said to Michael. He came into my room late last night and was really sweet. He apologised so much." She was smiling. I had to force a smile. I hoped Michael really had seen sense, because if he was faking it, I really would have to pick a fight with him. A big one. But right now, Eve was so happy, there was no way I was going to ruin it for her.

"Your welcome." Oh god, I hoped so much that Michael had realised what an asshole he was being. Me and Eve were just sat when we heard the crash upstairs. We ran through to the living room first, Michael was gone. There were more crashes. We ran upstairs, the crashes were coming from Shane's room. Crap.