Author Note: I am so extremely, incredibly sorry for not updating. If anyone still reads this then cookies for you guys, seriously. You must be the most amazing readers ever. I wont go into why I've taken so long to update, but I swear I have valid reasons! Anyway, here is Chapter 12. Enjoy it guys, next chapter should be up soon.
Chapter 12
Song
Two Door Cinema Club - Undercover Martyn
Claire POV
'I told you, I'm fine! Now let go Shane, I mean it.' His hold on me relaxed slightly and I managed to wriggle out of his grasp. 'I told you it was a bad idea! When are you going to listen to me Claire? You cant trust them. Any of them. They are vampires! Not your friends! It's us and them, and it always will be. You were nothing more than a pet to Amelie, and to Myrnin... Come on Claire, you know this!' Shane finished looking frustrated. I felt too tired to argue, Maybe he was right. I'd trusted Amelie but it was clear that we were expendable to her, I'd trusted Myrnin but he'd made it clear at the ball that he didn't care about anyone, and despite me trying to be angry at him for that betrayal, I just couldn't. He didn't seem to care about anything, even his own life, so it wasn't personal. He just didn't feel emotions like normal people. But when it came down to it, Shane was right; the only people I could trust were in this room with me.
'I know,' I admitted. I hated that I'd been wrong. I'd really thought…. I shook my head. It didn't matter now, all that mattered was that we had to stick together. Me, Shane, Eve and Michael. Even Michael was under Bishop's control though….we were so screwed. And as for Gwen… Well that hadn't exactly helped us. We'd let her in, trusted her, and it turned out she was Bishops spy. Slash granddaughter. God, this was making my head hurt. One thing was pretty clear though, she was 100% dangerous and 100% not on our side. I wasn't sure if she was entirely on Bishops side, but from what I'd seen at the ball, she looked out for herself above all else.
'I'm going for a shower,' I declared. Shane shook his head and walked off into the kitchen, slamming the door shut and leaving Eve to slide up to me. 'He's not pissed off. Well, ok, he is pissed off but only because he's scared for you, he knows that when it comes to vamps…you don't always know what's best. And that scares him. You know how bad he is at showing 'the emotional stuff.' She made little air quotes with her fingers, rolling her eyes as she spoke. I couldn't help but smile, she looked so exasperated.
'I know, its just that he treats me like I'm some stupid little kid that he has to protect all the time. Its like he thinks I'm made out of glass.' I know I sounded whiney, but I didn't care. I wasn't a little kid and he needed to know that.
'Shane doesn't think you're a little kid Claire, but as for the made of glass thing? He's lost everyone he's ever loved. I'm pretty sure I'd be as overprotective as that if I was in his position. So just cut him some slack, he may act like an ass, but he's an ass that loves you.' I sighed. She had a point. 'I know, your right I guess. Whoa, it's a scary day when Eve isn't the dramatic one isn't it?' My tone had lightened in an attempt to up the mood, and Eve knew it. 'Don go getting any ideas Claire-bear, I'm still the drama queen you all know and love.' With that she walked back downstairs, leaving me alone on the landing.