A secret of my own
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My final exams is just around the corner, and that's is honestly the only good excuse I have for not updating … I'm really sorry but here it is, the next chapter :D Enjoy
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Ending of chapter 8:
"Shane?" I asked worried.
"Well isn't that you, the sweet, little, goodie girl Claire." He said, stumbling over some of the words.
At first I didn't get why he would say a sentence like that, but then it made sense. He was drunk, as in seriously, really drunk."
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Chapter 9 – Blood, always blood
Claire's POV
The guilt hit me right away. I was the reason why he had gone to get drunk. If that ridiculous argument just hasn't happened, then Shane wouldn't stand there in front of us totally wasted.
"You're drunk." Michael stated for me.
Shane just laughed at that, while taking a seat in the chair in front of us in the couch.
"Shane?" I tried again.
"Yes little miss perfect? What can I do to sacrifice you?" He answered with a smirk. But not the usually charming Shane smirk, no a hateful, uncontrolled smirk.
"Shane." Michael warned.
It was great to know he had my back as always, but right now I honestly wished he would just let Shane and I be alone.
"Maybe you could get us something to drink Michael?" I tried without sounding to demanding.
After a nervous stare he raised and left the living room, leaving us alone.
"Once again huh." Shane mumbled.
"I'm sorry what?"
"Again. I said you did it again. Said something and just expected another to just do it, to just listen, without any doubting at all." He explained.
I knew there was more behind his statements but I was to surprise to read more into it in that moment.
"Is that's how you see me?" I dared asking.
He didn't answer, which definitely hurt way more than any answer would have been able to. Since Shane and I started dating I'd always been afraid of the day he would realize that I really was nothing, that moment he would figure out that he could find so many other better alternatives. It seemed like we finally reached that day. And it hurt. It hurt to get told that all, your boyfriend saw in you was a self-centred, demanding person.
"What's wrong with you Claire?" Shane finally spoked, but the normal concerned voice was harsh and cold instead.
In spite of the fact that I knew he was drunk, and I shouldn't take any of what he said literally, I couldn't help myself to go in defence mood.
"What's wrong with me?" I asked back, my voice rising for each new word, "You mean what's wrong with you Shane! We had one little discussion, which was barely an argument, and then you go out and get yourself drunk to then later judge me?"
"Fuck you Claire."
I didn't turn my head to see him walk up the stairs, since it would be a waste of time. I wouldn't be able to see anything because of the tears gathering in my eyes, ready to fall. I just kept sitting there doing nothing for who knows how long. I loved him, I really did. And I knew he loved me. We loved each other. But then why? Why did we keep doing this to each other?
"Eve just texted me." Michael said, coming through the kitchen door. "I'm going to go get her, you want to come?"
I know he only asked me this because he'd heard it all through the doors. Damn vampire senses!
"No I'm good."
"Sure?"
"Yeah." I said smiling. Or at least I tried to smile, I'm pretty sure I didn't manage to do it very well.
It was times like these I really missed my old life, my life before I moved to Morganville. If I got the chance I would never choose to not have come to Morganville, but that doesn't mean I don't sometimes miss the more simple time I had. No vampires, no boy problems and no hearing voices.
"We could be finish." … talking of hearing voices.
"How?" I asked not caring rather if not Shane would hear me. He would probably have forgotten it the day after anyways because of the alcohol.
"Well what seems to always be the solution in Morganville Claire?"
Blood, always blood.
"Yes. You do live up to your reputation; clever as ever in spite of your young age."
Well, clearly I didn't have to speak out loud to communicate with him.
"True. So what do you say? A favour for a favour?"
"I have to get you blood?" I asked out loud again.
"Yes."
"You know it's not easy to steal from the hospital or the blood bank."
"I never said anything about it being easy. But clever as you are, you do have misunderstood something my dear Claire."
"Misunderstood what?" It was a pretty simple task, what could I have misunderstood?
"I don't want and I don't need blood from either the hospital or the blood bank. What I do need is yours, dear Claire."
My blood; he wanted my blood.
"Yes dear. That's the favour you'll have to do for me if you want this to stop."
There was only one question I really want an answer to.
"How?"
Since I started to hear the voice in my head, this was my first chance for answers – to figure out rather if he was a vampire or not.
"Two streets before the coffee shop, on the left, tomorrow at midnight."
Never had I ever wished that the voice wouldn't stop. I finally thought I would get some answers, but instead I just got a new opportunity to risk my own life.
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Eve's POV
The waiting for Michael had felt like forever. I was tired and tender after a whole day working at the coffee shop, and I just really wanted to get home in bed. Finally the car lights came into view and my beloved car was recognisable with Michael behind the steering wheel. I couldn't help the smile that formed on my lips; I never could when it was Michael. I have had a crush on him in such a long time before it actually became anything, so now when we finally was together, and had been for quite a while, I couldn't help myself lighting up whenever he was around.
"Finally!" I said as I jumped in.
"Yeah yeah, I had to take care of the child's at home before I could get you." He answered as a joke, but I could see the tenderness behind it.
"Fill med in?"
"Well apparently Claire have heard the voice again which Shane also knew. Aside from that they have had an argument or something like that, which resolved in a drunk Shane and a new discussion." As calm as Michael tried to stay his frustration came through.
"How is it now?"
"I think they both went to bed. Claire was still up when I drove though, didn't seem too happy."
"Did you hear it?" I asked.
I had always been one of those irritating girl who wanted to know all about everything that was going on. Ironically, this was exactly that kind of girl I hated the most. I guessed I was really girlish even though I was a Goth as well.
"Hear what?"
"The argument of course Michael!"
"Oh, uhm yeah."
"Sooo?" I pushed.
"Well let's just say Shane wasn't quite nice to Claire, and that Claire didn't really choose to ignore it, even though she knew it was a drunken Shane talking."
"Kids." I sighed. And with that we both burst out laughing.
Even though Michael and I were barely older than Shane and Claire, especially me and Shane, we always felt as the adult couple compared with them. It made sense though; Claire was definitely younger than us, even though she was way smarter, and Shane acted most frequently as if he was even younger than Claire.
As much as Michael and I continued joking about them and their recently arguments on the rest of the way home, I couldn't help myself being worried. It wasn't like Shane and Claire auguring this much. Normally it was actually really rarely they did discuss, and when they finally did it was mostly about Myrnin, Shane being to overprotective or Claire to risky. What would happen if they broke up? Would they even be able to still live together in the same house, or would they be the reason the Glass House gang scattered? No, no, no. These were way to depressive thoughts to even consider thinking about. Instead I slowly leaned over and kissed Michael on his cheek, his soft, pale cheek.
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For the very first time in this fanfiction I've written from Eve's POV – what do you think about that? Review and let me know :-)
I must admit though, that I'm personally not the biggest fan of Eve in The Morganville Vampires. I've also never really thought Eve belonged together with Michael, but… I do not want to start screwing with theirs relationship as well, I promise xD
Btw I've just started a new very different fanfiction for the book Red Queen (my new favourite book)! I'm so in love with that book series, and that is why I've chosen to make a fanfiction with fitting songs to the series :-) So if you're a fan of Red Queen as well, please go check it out. And if you don't know the book series, then start reading right away! It's the best books ever! :D
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