A secret of my own
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Chapter 7 - A favour for a favour
Claire's POV
I was walking down the small path to Myrnin's place. I felt so nervous but so excited at the same time. Maybe Myrnin would have answers there could end this, answers I couldn't wait to find.
"Myrnin?" I called out as I walked down the stairs. "You're here?"
"Yes, yes, yes, my little Claire, I'm right down here but I'm busy."
Before I even entered the room, I could hear obstacles falling down. Maybe this wasn't the best time.
Everything was a mess. Loose papers, books and chemical bottles were all over the tables and floor. But it wasn't really because that was something new; it just kept surprising me I guessed.
"Uhm Myrnin, what are you doing?"
"Claire, Claire, Claire, as I said I'm busy, no time for small talk." Myrnin answered.
Guessed I was right; not the right time at all.
"But Myrnin, I just…"
"Just what?" he interrupted. "What is it there is so important for you to ask or say or whatever, for you to come down here uninvited, interrupting my important work?"
I sighed loudly and sat down on one of the chairs, there surprisingly enough wasn't full of weird stuff.
"Claaaairee?" Myrnin asked inpatient.
"Yes. Okay. The thing is Myrnin, I need to know if you've experience something weird recently? Or maybe just heard of something?" I asked with a voice that didn't sound like my own. It was so little, so unstable.
Myrnin didn't answer right away; he just looked at me with one of his thinking looks. This particular thinking look, was the 'I'm a bit confused thinking look'. It was very rare Myrnin showed this thinking look, but it made sense. By the way I'd acted since I came down here to my unstable voice, he would know by certainty that I didn't ask him this for fun.
"Why?" Was all he asked when he finally spoke.
"Because…" What was I supposed to say? "Because I have, okay? I've experienced something weird."
Again he just made a thinking look, but this time it was more like the 'Is this a new mystery thinking look'. God those looks could piss me off sometimes.
"No." He said.
"No what?" I asked confused.
"No I haven't experienced something weird recently, and I haven't heard anything from anybody else either. Except of you of cause little Claire. Everything has actually been quite calm these latest moths, which had been a bit of a bored to be honest. But I guess everything is finally getting exciting again?" He ended with a huge grin.
"NO!" I yelled right back in his face before I had the chance to consider who I was talking to. "I mean no, it's not getting excited."
"Then you've been wasting my time little Claire." And with that he turned his back to be and continued whatever he was doing before I got here.
I was furious! This was important. Way more important than whatever he was in the middle of. I knew I could just tell him yes; that something was getting excited, but I just couldn't. As Myrnin had made pretty clear, he would look at this as another exciting mystery in Morganville he could solve. But the thing was, I didn't want anyone to look at this problem of mine as another exciting mystery, I wanted people to see the danger in it. I wanted people to help me solve this because they cared about me, and was afraid what could happen if it didn't stop. I wanted people to look at this problem as Shane did.
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I was completely out of breath when I walked down the corner to the main road. In spite of the fact that I had lived in Morganville for quite a while now, I was still nowhere near being in good shape. The anger still boiled inside of me because of Myrnin. Sometimes he could just really piss me off. Why wouldn't he just listen to me? And help me for my sake, not just for his?
"I can. And I will. If you'll only let me dear Claire."
I froze in my footstep. I didn't know what to do.
For once I wasn't afraid of the voice inside my head. I was too angry to be scared.
"What?" I asked.
"I said; I can help you."
For the first time the voice, his voice, didn't just say stupid, not meaningful words. Maybe I wasn't supposed to be afraid of them, but listen.
"How?" I asked; my voice stern.
"A favour for a favour dear Claire."
"No." I answered right away; I knew where this was going.
"It's only fair that way and you know it."
The worst thing was; he was right. It was only fair I helped him if he helped me. But I knew it was stupid. I knew I shouldn't do it, but I still answered: "Okay."
I expected for him to say something right away; tell me what he wanted me to do, but nothing came. He heard me didn't he? He heard me say okay. Shit. I'd said okay! What the hell was wrong with me?!
I ran the rest of the way home. Not because I was scared but because I needed the pain in my lungs to overcome the thoughts of how stupid I had just been.
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Shane's POV
It was my day to make dinner so chilli it was. Eve wasn't home for work yet, Michael was playing on his guitar in the living room and Claire was either still in school or at Myrnin's. Normally I would really hope she wasn't at Myrnin's but not today. Today I actually hoped she had went there and talked to him about the thing. I didn't know what to call it to be honest.
"Hey."
I turned around real quick. I hadn't heard anybody walk in to the kitchen, probably because of my many thoughts.
It was Claire.
"Hey." I answered; a smile growing on my face. "Sooo?" I continued.
"Sooo, what?" She asked.
"Sooo, did you talk with Myrnin?"
She hesitated before answering this time.
"Yeah I talked to him."
"And?" I asked curious and impatient.
"And nothing. He hasn't experienced, seen or heard anything."
That was not what I wanted to hear at all. What I wanted was for Claire to tell me that yes, Myrnin had heard something about it and he knew exactly what to do about it; how to help Claire.
"So nothing. We're back to having nothing." I stated.
Once again Claire hesitated before saying anything.
"Yeah I guess so." She said and left the kitchen.
That left me confused, more than what I already was. She didn't even seem sad about it. It was just yesterday I had found her breathless on her bedroom floor, crying her eyes out in my arms for hours. She was so scared, so afraid, but now she seemed like she didn't even care. How was that possible?
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Claire's POV
Dinner went on like normally. Eve came a bit late but not more than five minutes tops. We talked about all of ours day, about everything and nothing. I didn't tell Eve and Michael about my talk with Myrnin, why should I? It wasn't really because I'd gotten anything out of it. And they definitely didn't need to hear about me crying as a little baby the day before. Shane did send me some suspicious looks throughout dinner though, but he didn't say or ask me anything. He was probably just concerned about me, which I couldn't really blame him for.
After dinner, Eve and Michael took the dishes and Shane started playing on of his zombie games, so I decided to go to bed early. And for the first time in a very long time I got an amazing night's sleep.
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Oh no. Making deals with the devil Claire – probably not the best idea sweetie.
For the next 5 days I'll have an exchange student from Portugal living with me, so I don't think I'll have time to update… Sorry! But I hope I'll be able to post the next chapter on Sunday :-)
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