An: seen how good I am to you an update almost every day this was supposed to go up yesterday but I was a busy bee and sorry but there might not be an update till Wednesday just a thank you to all my loyal reviewers you guys are awesome and the rainbow pony must be bi-polar cause it stabbed me then healed me then stormed off
Oliver: I finally found you, crazy girl you staked me and now I can kill you
I cower and back away: but if you kill me, you and Claire won't have sex
He considers then bows his head in defeat: fine
I smile: now be a good boy and do the disclaimer
He snarls and grips my throat: how about you be a good author and get writing
Me: I am writing you dick
Oliver: she ownsnothing andis about to die
Oliver closes the imaginary door, screams ring out, no one helps me :'(
Last time
Oliver was in front of me the second Theo left. He crouched down and pulled my sleeve back up I looked away. There were deep cuts up and down my lower arm. I winced as new cut opened above an old one. Oliver looked horrified.
Chapter 3: wanton need
Claries pov (continuing from chapter 2)
His lips parted slightly, his eyes flashed red and I swear I saw a brief glimpse of fang, but when he blinked the red was gone leaving his grey eye looking in horror at my arm.
"Claire" he said softly "what are these" using my other arm I pulled out some tissues from my pocket to clean up the wound. "I don't know, Oliver, they've been appearing for a while"
He looked confused, "how did no one notice" I looked down "I normally put band aids on to stop people noticing" he looked a little angry "why didn't you tell anyone" now I was angry, this was not good "I was scared, you saw Theo he practically ran out. If he reacted like that what about everyone else" tears welled up, threatening to break free.
Oliver looked me in the eyes then he turned away, I looked down "im going to go get the first aid kit, you stay here" when I looked up he was gone.
I looked down at my feet. My head flew up when I felt a grip on my arm, my brown warm eyes locked with his grey cold ones, this time I broke the connection.
He bandaged both of my lower arms up silently, when he finished he put the first aid box on the side table. "Claire, you should lie down and sleep" I was about to protest but before I could Oliver was lying on the bed, he pulled me down so my head was on his chest with the blanket covering us.
"Claire, im sorry for getting angry but what if you died because of not telling anyone, ive informed amelie she's coming later" I moved my head so I was looking at him "thank you" then I smiled "I think that might be the first time you've ever apologised to me…and meant it" a small smile tugged at his lips "there's a first time for everything"
He gently brushed his lips to my forehead, it only lasted a second and his lips barely touched me but in that second I felt how smooth and cold they were, I shivered in wanton need for his kiss that thought wasn't normal, but then again ive never been strictly normal, have I.
An: sorry bout it being short next time its an olivers pov hope you enjoyed it