A/n: I finally got around to updating this chapter, don't even ask me why I decided to write a really cute Eve/Shane chapter, I've never wrote on before so here it is, this chapter was kind of a filler I guess because I haven't updated in ages. I'm sorry! Review me what you thought, It'd really help me! :) -xo

Chapter 4: It Held My Heart and Soul

"Salt my wounds but I can't heal the way,
I feel about you.

That little kiss you stole,
It held my heart and soul...

And on my deathbed, all I'll see is you
The life may leave my lungs,
But my heart will stay with you..."

Deathbeds - Bring Me The Horizon

Shane:

I walked out of the bathroom after my shower and kept the towel wrapped around my waist as I made my way to Eve's room. I knocked and waited patiently for her to answer.

"Come in," I opened the door slowly and smiled when I saw her sat on her bed applying her daily eyeliner. Geez, she wore way too much of that shit. But who was I to judge?

"Oh, your outfit for the day!" Eve exclaimed, jumping up and running into my room, immediately going to the wardrobe. We had a deal, that if she stopped shouting at me for things and well...Being a bitch, then she was allowed to pick out my outfits every day. She promised them that they wouldn't be horrible though.

She took out a pair of skinny jeans, obviously black and a black long sleeved tight shirt that would cling to my muscles, it had a few buttons which would reveal how not-pale I was. That Texas sun was doing it's job pretty well.

She smiled before walking out of the room, "guy-liner will be applied in a few moments." Eve smirked wide before blowing me a kiss and shutting the door. I groaned, God I hated eyeliner...

But...

I did look hot.

[In a Pete Wentz/Ryan Ross/Gerard Way kind of way.]

I pulled on the jeans after my boxers and paired it with a silver studded belt that Eve had managed to throw onto the bed without me realising. Afterwards, I pulled my shirt over my head and undid the buttons all the way, pulling up the sleeves up to my elbows.

I opened Eve's door without knocking and she glared at me and finished off her eyeliner before she put it down and patted in front of her.

I sat down reluctantly in front of her, instantly regretting it as she moved the eyeliner towards me slowly. "Stay still, Collins. Unless you want your eyesight gone for good." Eve muttered, concentrating hard, biting on her bottom lip.

When Eve drew a thin line across the lid of my left eye I winced a little and couldn't hold back laughing hysterically. "Do you want to be blind!?" Eve exclaimed, I bit down on my bottom lip and stopped myself from laughing.

But seriously, if you could see the look on her face right now then you would definitely laugh. I mean..I had never seen her look that serious before in her life – Unless it concerned her death of course.

When it came to eyeliner, Eve had a similar approach. When she was done she smiled and clapped her hands together in joy before handing me a mirror. I rolled my eyes and pretended to hang myself,

"If I go outside I'm dead. Monica will eat my face off, y'know that right. Not to mention what my Dad would say to me right now." I rolled my eyes when I stood and she sighed and moved some of my hair out of my face before attacking me with straighteners and straightening it to perfection. I eventually ran out on her and down the stairs to the kitchen to see Claire sat there with her head in her hands.

"C-Claire?" I asked, placing a hand on her shoulder gently as I sat next to her on a chair and tried to get her to look at me. "Hey...What's wrong?" She slowly turned to me and I took her hands in mine.

"I...I'm sorry." Was all she said before she burst into tears and pushed away from the table and stood before storming out of the room and grabbing her backpack and running out of the house as fast as she could.

"Claire!" I shouted after her in the doorway, frowning. I considered going after her but...She obviously wanted to be alone...

Right? Girl logic confused the shit out of me.

Why else would she have apologized? And why did she cry? It must have something to do with last night...Obviously.

I locked the door and sighed, Eve came down the stairs with a raised eyebrow. "What's going on?" She asked, frowning a little when she saw my expression.

"Claire just ran out on me," I briefly explained, sighing before going into the kitchen and doing what I originally was going to do.

Make coffee.

Coffee fixed everything, right?

Eve adjusted her red and black lace skirt-dress thing that I really never took any interest in and then she made her fringe have no gaps.

I sat at the table and Michael came up behind Eve and snaked his arms slowly around her waist. She leaned back in his arms and I smiled a little to myself. God, I missed Claire...

I missed the old Claire. My Claire-bear.

Claire:

Where else could I go?

Where I was safe?

"Claire?" Myrnin whispered to me as he opened the door to his laboratory and gestured for me to come inside. A deep sigh erupting through him. I ran a hand through my hair and shuffled inside, pulling my hoodie closer to me as I did so. I slowly made my way past all the various experiments that I really had no care for right now.

Myrnin guided me out of the way of something on the floor before I tripped and I sent a small smile his way before I lay down in his bed and curled up and let out loud sobs.

"Claire, what ever is the matter?" Myrnin whispered as he sat on the edge of the bed and he brushed a hand over my hair. I turned so I could look at him and I chewed on my bottom lip nervously.

"Shane hates me." I mumbled, but obviously because of his vamp-hearing he heard. Dammit.

"Collins would never hate you, Claire." He said quietly, frowning. Woah okay, so that hadn't changed. I was about to defend him like I always used to and correct him and say that his name was Shane but I really couldn't find the strength so I wiped my eyes sleepily instead.

"Okay fine. He doesn't hate me. But he will. When he finds out the truth..." I replied, sighing as I placed a hand to my forehead.

"What truth would that be?" Myrnin asked, his eyebrows stitching together.

"Myrnin..." I whispered, "about the other night...I..." I paused and tried to find the words to talk which seemed to be impossible. Why did he keep staring at me like that? With such intensity that it made my stomach churn.

He was so perfect recently it was beginning to drive me insane. "I felt something, okay?" I found myself telling him. Completely and honestly, this was the truth. The total truth. No more lies.

"Y-You did?" He asked, clearly taken aback by his reaction. Myrnin swallowed hard and he took one of my hands in his before he placed a gentle kiss to it, never once losing my gaze.

For a few seconds I actually, truly thought that this could work. But then everything came flooding back to me at once and a few chemicals that he was using got into my head and I started to feel dizzy. Myrnin slowly lay me back down on his bed and tucked me in under the covers.

"Sleep tight, Ms. Danvers..." He whispered to me quietly as I drifted off into a dreamless sleep. Not sure whether I was dreaming or if I was conscious or not. Who knew what chemicals he had been working with. Whatever they were – they were strong, that was for sure.

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