Hi! Well I guess I should get right to it…..just so you know… im not making Eve a mother anytime soon, I still feel like the story needs more ghosts to it…. Idk. By the way im thinking of involving more characters into the story instead of just Eve. I will not say who the point of views are since its sort of obvious who it is…you know?

Anyways!

Sorry for the last two chapters being very umm sexual.

Well Enjoy….and Review!

Chapter 8

My dad was a loving man. Maybe to loving now. Since they got back from their trip my mother has been distant towards him, and he's been closer to me. The way he touches my shoulders is not what a father of a fourteen year old should do. Maybe its just me. Maybe my mind is going hay wire…..

Since Shane moved back in with his mother, and Eve was moved in with Michael I been alone when my parents weren't here. But for the past week they've been here. They even visited Eve in the clinic a few times. Im glad to have them here but not so much since my dad's been acting so…..loving towards me. I guess I'll call it that.

It was night time when it happened. I was laying on my tummy, half asleep when I heard the door of my room open and close shut. To tired to move I just kept my eyes closed, thinking nothing of it. I thought I was only dreaming of my door shutting, till I felt hands rubbing against the back of my legs, and feeling pressure on my bed. The hands inched up my night gown bit by bit as they went up my thighs stopping at my rear. I stilled my body, scared that if I move it….I would get hit. Or something. Who was doing this to me? When the fingers of the person above me tried entering my underwear I tried turning my body so I could see who it was but the person pushed me back down, forcing my neck to bend in a harsh position of an angel. I felt the persons hands feel all over my legs, butt and even my womanhood before the person turned me over. It was too dark to see the face. I whimpered when he tried to take my bra off, fighting I held his hands back although it didn't last long. I felt a sting against my cheek, realizing he hit me I stilled, I closed my eyes wishing I was in a different place. "Please stop." I begged.

"But your so hot….." The man said. He ripped off my gown then harshly ripped off my bra. "So hot indeed." He added. When I tried to fight him off again raised my arms up to the headboard. He tied both of my hands up to the headboard. He chuckled when I tried to pull free. "That's better. Now I can enjoy myself more."

I held my breath when he kissed my neck. "Stop….please…" I choked when he caressed my breast.

"Don't be so stingy, keeping all this to yourself." He said in between kissing my down my neck. I really wasn't keeping to myself. I already told myself Shane was the one who'd take me although now I don't think he will."

His fingers started in me, his hand covered my mouth, muffling my screams. Tears filled my eyes when he went fast. Once he was done with fingers he got up on his knees and unbuckling his slacks. I widened my eyes as I tried pulling myself up to the headboard but he grabbed my hips, then held my legs apart when I started to close them up. "Stop!" I cried. "Don't go in I beg you!" I pleaded but it was to late he plunged in, not caring to be gentle. My mouth got covered when my screams escaped. He held my squirming body still by laying closer to me as he thrusts in. I shook my head rapidly feeling pain fill my body. He sunk in deeper making the pain less bearable. His hand were off my mouth and on my breasts. He kept slamming in me ignoring my crying. Eve told me that it was painful but gets better…..this is certainly not better. Its even worse.

"Virgins are the best." The man chuckled as he slammed into me more, repeating his motions. It was only then I felt hot sticky stuff fill inside me he stopped. He slid out cleaned himself, getting back on his clothes. "Thanks for the fun darling. We'll do this again sometime." He chuckled as he slipped out my bedroom door, leaving me there. Naked and broken. That night I sobbed till I couldn't shed anymore tears. The morning was not so fun either.

"Claire!" I heard a voice call. Don't wake up….just sleep…..maybe it will go away…

"Claire! Get up!" I heard a voice call again. I slowly opened my eyes to see my mother staring down at me. "Good gosh miss sleepy head your late. You need to get up." She told me. "Your father will be taking you to school." She added before slipping out the door. Is sat up to notice that I wasn't tied to the bed. I was also clothed. Strange. I was naked and tied up when he left. I know it wasn't a dream. I stared at the rope burns on my wrists before struggling out of bed. Once bathed, dressed and ready I felt my dad's hand graze my rear, making me turn to him. "Ready?"

"Thanks dad but I'll walk…."

"Non sense….there's weirdo's and sick pervs out there." Just then I heard the door open to reveal a smiling Shane. He was in a black vest along with slacks. His feet were hardly covered. He looked hot. "Claire bear ready to go?"

I felt my dad grab hold of my arm, tightly. "Im taking her to school."

Shane stared at him tight-lipped. Shane took my hand then pulled me over to his side, although my dad's grip was tighter the further I swayed. I whimpered. "Let go!" I cried out.

"You will not go with this filth. You hear me young lady." He ordered. When he pulled on my arm making me yelp a loud one Shane shoved him off, separating my father and I. Shane grabbed my hand then stared at my dad with a wild-eyed look. "You make her scream out in pain like that again and ill kick you old butt!"

I squeezed Shane's forearm in a soft way, hoping it'd calm him down. It didn't. "Come on Shane." I tugged on him. He didn't budge at first but I eventually pulled him out of my house. Once we were in the car Shane went to slide off my top to probably see where my dad had his hand at, though flashbacks filled my mind making me push him off. He slammed into the door then grunted. He held his shoulder blade. His face looked pained for a few seconds then transformed into a calm expression.

"What was that for!?" He asked in a angered voice. His face now glowering.

I pulled up my sleeves so that my shoulders would be covered even if they weren't supposed to in the dress I was wearing. "You were taking my top off!" I responded. Looking at him he was looking at me with such downcast eyes. He inched close to me. I winced whenever he moved his hand towards me. He touched my cheek. I stared up at him. "Claire you know I wouldn't do anything to you….right?"

I stared up at him, looking into those dreamy eyes. His was leaning closer to me. Memories came into mind. I scooted back, he stared at me quizzical. "Can we go to school?" I asked, avoiding his stare. I felt him looking at me for the longest time before the vehicle started. My mind flew back into last nights events. The man. Ropes. His lips all over my body. His hands. He was the first to enter me…..how can I ever be with Shane now…..when another man had me. Involuntary I hugged myself tight. Remembering the man's thing. Feeling the pain all over again.

"Claire are you okay?" Shane asked when he parked his vehicle by the curb. I mutedly nodded. When his hand gently took mine I looked up at him. He smiled. "Hey there's no reason to cry about it."

How did he-? "I was being to inappropriate. Its cool." He said.

Of course the spat we had…. His eyes were on my wrists. He held up my hand to look closer. "Are those rope burns?"

"No. we should go." I pulled away, grabbed my bag and jumped out of the car before he could get closer to her than he already is.

A few weeks passed by, Eve was finally released from he hospital. It seemed that the doctor who brought her there was an amateur since they got word that she wasn't at all pregnant. "I still cant believe they thought I was pregnant." Eve laughed.

"Well you two did do it a lot…." Shane joked.

Michael smiled in a perverted way as he looked at Eve. Probably picturing her naked. Eve smirked at him. "Stop undressing me with your eyes Michael…"

Michael frowned. "If only we were at home…." He sighed but laughed when she did. I gazed at them, wishing I could have that. Wishing I had a chance with Shane. Glancing over at him I saw he was staring at me like Michael did to Eve. Heat overwhelmed my cheeks while Shane and our gazes locked. If only…..if only I wasn't trapped by this man I have yet to know…..who oddly enters into my bedroom through my door than my window. I was the first to turn away. I felt Eve's hand take mine across the table. She gave us a wink. "We need some cake." She turned to Michael. "Lets get some."

"But im full."

"Well im not" She pulled him up, he followed, being half dragged away. Shane and I sat in silence for a long while. I stared at the people who were talking. Laughing. Looking like they were having a wild time. "Claire…" Shane called. I looked over at him to see he scooted over closer to me. This made me a bit uneasy. I scooted away. He frowned at me."Claire….somethings up with you…..you've been distant since a few weeks ago and for the past two weeks you've been puking every morning….very tired…..and its like your pregnant or something."

I widened my eyes at his words. That man never wore a condom…which means….. I recalled that I've had a missed period. I covered my mouth. I am pregnant. Now I really cant be with him… I got up, passing the two people who were shuffling towards our table, Eve and Michael probably. I shoved open the door to feel the cold wind hit my face as I ran through the streets. I didn't get far when I was pulled into an ally way. It happened fast but I felt someone's hands all over by rear. "Let go of me! Get off!" I yelled. The man chuckled. "Now now is that any way to talk to the man who keeps you alive." It was familiar, like all the other times I heard it. Street lamps beamed on, revealing the man's face. I widened my eyes. "Dad…" I let out a breathless cry. My dad smiled a not to kind one. "Who knew my daughter was good in bed….lets see if she's good out here."

I shook my head feeling tears fill my eyes. He pulled me close. Kissed my neck. His hands were starting for my shirt. I pushed him off, earning me a hit to the face. I propped up on my elbow, looking up at the man who calls himself my father. He kneeled down to me, grabbed my chin with great force. "Now be a good little girl and-" I bit hard at his hand. making him let go, got to my knees and was almost to my feet when I was shoved down onto the concrete. I let out a scream as I started to cry. " You little pest." He said as he pulled me up by my hair. I was on my feet in seconds, against the wall. I kept fighting him off, not caring how hard he punched me, or how bad he kicked me. It was bad enough that I thought I was being raped by a total stranger….but my dad…I cant take it. I tried to get past him, only to be shoved in a wall. "Get off me!" I screamed when he almost got his thing into me. He grabbed my arms tight and shoved me down. He shoved me down, hard enough to make me feel cry out in pain.

"If you don't want pleasure then you will get pain!" He darkened as he staggered to me. I got my hands in front of me, feeling pressure on my left arm I felt pain zip through. I clenched my teeth and used my other arm to scoot me back, the wall stopped me from going in further. A hard kick in the tummy knocked the breath out of me. I held my tummy and fell to my side. His foot pushed my legs over, making me forced to look at him. I closed my eyes, trying to breath calm breaths. My eyes opened when I felt a jolt of pain in my leg. I screamed loud when my dad kicked my leg again. He was about to do it again when he was tackled to the ground. I gasped when I saw Michael holding him to the ground. I struggled to sit up, breathing rapidly. Eve was at my side in seconds after Shane. "Shane? Eve? What are you doing here?" I asked in breaths.

"Explain later." Shane said, scooping me up in his big arms. He stood. "Eve get Michael and meet us at your place!"

"Why mine!? Your mother's a nurse!"

"True but we need a doctor. Mike is the only doctor here." He pointed out before rushing off.

"Well if you were pregnant your not now…" He said as he looked down there. "Your bleeding a bit." He covered me up before coming up to where I laid. Sitting up he leaned his arm on my thigh. He looked up at me. "Your leg is a bit banged up but wont be out of commission for long. It seems he hit the vital spot of where your baby would have been. He broke a rib of yours. And your arm was a little jostled." He explained as he leaned on the table. He stared up at me. "Shane told us you just ran off when he thought you were pregnant….how would you get pregnant though…."

I frowned. I held my injured arm. "For about three weeks a man…..was coming in my room."

Michael widened his eyes. I looked at him trying to hold back tears. "I just didn't know…it was my father…." I choked. I wiped my eyes.

"Tell me he didn't…."

I silently nodded. "So was that why you've been distant?" A voice asked from behind. I widened my eyes to see Shane and Eve standing in the kitchen door way. Shane stared at me with such pained eyes. I slid off the table, feeling pain in my leg, I shooed Michael's hand away when I started to limp. Eve moved aside to Michael's side. I stopped when I got in front of Shane. Feeling so small. "Claire if you need us we'll be upstairs." Eve said. I didn't look over at them as they walked out, my eyes were fixed on Shane's He big hands rested on my shoulder blades. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?" He asked.

"Fear. Fear in losing the best man in my life." I hugged my body then limped over to the front door. I looked over at him. "Coming?"

Shane stared at me with longing eyes. He bounced to my side and picked me up. "Shane I can walk!"

"Its fine. Come on I want to take you somewhere." He said before heading out the door.

We arrived at an big field. A farmer type land that would farmers would own and have animals exploring around. He laid me down on the soft grass. He laid close to me. "Stars are really pretty tonight."

"That's because this spot is the best place to stargaze. I go here all the time…."

"I bet you bring girls here all the time."

Shane laughed. "Just you." He looked over at me. "I wouldn't dare bring anyone else."

I blushed. "Im sure you would." He propped up on his elbow to hover over me. Our faces inches apart. "I wouldn't. I never did. Never will. Only you Claire…."

"Only me?" I felt his hand lay on my side when he got closer to me. He nodded. "Shane-"

"Its okay….we wont go further than kissing…unless you want to…." He laid his hand that was on my side onto my cheek before his lips pressed onto mine. It felt scary at first as the memories filled my mind but Shane's thumb lightly rubbed my cheek and some how it was okay. Okay for him to kiss me. Once we pulled apart for air he smiled down at me. "I like you a lot you know? I don't mean friend wise either."

"I knew since I was twelve."

He looked a bit taken aback from my confession he frowned. "Why didn't you-"

"Say anything? Because I wasn't sure about my feelings. Im still not sure Shane. And I don't intend on hurting you." I turned my head to the side. My eyes gazed at the long field, and the night sky that surrounded us. "At this point in my life…..I don't know what is what….my dad was protective of me for years….and now he-"

Shane's hand on my cheek made me look up at him. His brown eyes peered down at me. "I know Claire….we don't have to rush into this you know…..we have all the time in the world."

I frowned at him. "No we don't…." I hugged my self and turned on my side, letting my hair cover my face. "Claire?" I heard Shane. I felt him hovering over me. He removed the hair that hid my face, and my silent tears that finally escaped me. "Hey why are you crying…."

"Shen…we cant be together….ever…" I said in a whisper, keeping my voice calm as possible.

"Why?"

"I've been damaged. Touched. Violated." I slowly sat up. Shane got on his knees to say close to me. I hugged my legs. "How could I be yours when im just now his leftovers." I wanly said. I felt pain swelling up in my chest, feeling alone. Forever be alone… at that thought my tears streamed more. I heard myself sobbing. I hid my face in my lap, so Shane wouldn't see how messed up I really was. "I was saving myself for you….and he took that from me…" I cried out. Saying that got more tears out of me. What made my tears stop was Shane. I felt his arms around my torso and his head laying against my shoulder. He was close behind me. I noticed his legs on each side of me. So he repositioned himself. I looked over my shoulder to see Shane looking up at me as he was lifting his head up. His bare chest was against my back as he hugged me closer. "Shane?" I sniffed. He mutely swiped my tears off me. He stroked my hair a few times before he held me tight in his arms. His hands holding on to my shoulder blades.

"Claire…you remember when you were twelve….and you told me that your first will be with the man who's right, no matter what?"

"Yes. But I was twelve then."

"Twelve or fourteen it doesn't matter. Don't let that man take that from you. Take away the determined side of you. He wants you to cry. Feel miserable. He wants you to waste your life away with hinderers thoughts. Don't let him."

"But….Its too late…. I cant go back being that sunny. Cute. Claire you guys know….." I breathed slow breaths as Shane's head was closer to mine. His breaths against my neck.

"You don't have to back because you never left." Shane said. I looked back at him to see his eyes were closed and he had a smile on his face. Not a big one. A small light one. "In my eyes I will forever see you as that sunny, cute Claire I grew up with. No matter what happened. I never saw you as anything different."

"But I been touched by another man-"

"Claire its different when it's a choice. You didn't choose it. Your dad tied you up and forced himself on you for god knows how long. He even impregnated you, and probably killed that baby too."

I stayed quiet as my hand rested on my tummy. "Im unclean….I have no virginity for you to take."

"That doesn't mean I cant show you how taking a girls virginity is supposed to actually go."

"How is it supposed to go?" I asked, looking at him. "S-show me. Here."

"Claire I don't want you to do this unless your good and ready." Shane stared at me with concern. "Im not that kind of man."

"I know. And I want you. I want to be shown what real love is like. All I know about making love is pain and sorrow….enlighten me on what its really supposed to be…love on me Shane." I pleaded. He moved me around towards him, me now on my knees in front of him. His legs closed me in a bit, making me standing between his legs. I sat, my legs under me. Shane stroked my hair before kissing me. I let him in. He pulled back from me. Shane scooted closer to me before wrapping me in his arms and laying me on the ground. He hovered me as he peered down at me. "Not out here. To cold." He proceeded to get to his feet. I tried getting onto mine but was scooped up in the process. I didn't argue though.

"Where are we going?" I asked. Watching him go towards a log cabin. It seemed to be abandoned when we approached closer to it. He opened the door, turned on the light then sat me on the bed. He closed the door. "This is my mother and father's vacation house where the two….ummm spend time together."

"Oh." That explained it. He crouched down to me laying his hand respectfully on my thigh, looking at me with concern eyes. "Claire-"

"I know what your going to say…..and don't. I know I might be messed up. I know I want this to see what real love feels like but im also doing this so I could be apart of you…..I wanted you since I found out that I had hormones and feelings for you….uncertain as they are though." I frowned at what I was saying. I wasn't making any sense.

He smiled up at me. "I just wanted to make absolute." He stood up. He shredded the vest and kissed me softly. He gently eased me down on the bed, making his kisses harder and tender. His hand roamed my side a bit till it found its way to my breast. When he caressed it memories tried to come in and ruin everything but I made sure to shove them back, knowing if I let them control me I would never be close to Shane.

After a few bits of his kissing I proceeded to sit up. I took off my dress, with his help he unclipped my bra then took off my underwear. I blushed when he looked me up and down. I tried to cover up but he held my hands as his eyes kept lingering at me. "S-stop looking at me like that."

He stared up at my face with the same look he had when he looked at my body. Hunger, linger, love. "Your beautiful you know."

I blushed. "I am not….Im dirty….my body is-" He kissed me before looking in my eyes. "You body is beautiful. I don't see nothing wrong with it." He laid me back down, kissing my neck down my collar bone, soon finding my breasts. He kissed them with such grace, his hand lightly holding it. His squeezing wasn't hard, his messaging wasn't painful. Everything he did was the total opposite. His hands gently groped me, messaged me, and his lips kissed me. His hand left my breast to go down there. He laid soft kisses on my neck as I felt his fingers attached down there. I gasped when I felt an explosion of not pain but pleasure. He did this for a little while till he stopped to kiss my lips for a long while. He moved himself on top of me, keeping himself on his elbows to keep from crushing me. He subtracted his pants and underwear before laying on top of me. He leaned his head down to me. "You tell me if im hurting you okay?" I grabbed onto his hands as he positioned himself to enter. "Alright." I responded, intending not to though.

I squeezed his hands when I felt him enter. His eyes were on me the whole time while he slowly eased in more. I bit my lip at the pain when he started to thrust. He kissed my lips. My cheeks. My nose. My head each time he moved himself. "Are you okay? Im not hurting you am I?"

I gave him a warm smile. "Your great." He really was since the pain was forming into desirable pleasure. I hugged my arms around his neck. A few more thrust later we finally disconnected. He was in the shower when I grew tired. My eyes closed, remembering a memory I could play over and over again.

So this is what it felt like. Being loved. Amazing.

I stared over to Claire as I wiped myself off with a towel. I was in pants when I lightly shook Claire out of her sleep. She turned to me with a smile. "Hi." She said in a small dreamy voice. I gazed at her beautiful face, trying to capture every feature of her in my mind. "Hey. Showers free if you want it."

She shook her head. "Lay with me."

I wanted to. I really did but I was already late for my job. I stroked her bare shoulder, kissed it before I kissed her soft lips. "I cant. I have work."

"Since when?"

"Since three weeks ago when you began avoiding."

"Oh." She said. She frowned. "So your leaving then?"

"Not until I know your back at Eve and Michael's safe. Do you want a shower…I heard Michael saying you need to shower after making love as soon as possible."

She struggled up. She held her torso. Pained appeared across her face for only a second before she gave me a small smile. "Ill take one there." I saw it took effort to actually get up and get back in clothes for her. I hooked up her bra then tied up her dress before I got her on my back. Holding her up I closed the cabin door, locking it. I trotted through the field. "Hey Shane…." The morning sun beamed overhead.

"Yeah?" I felt her starting to slip, I hefted her back up, putting my arms fully under her so she wouldn't slip off.

"What does this make us?" She asked when we arrived at the truck. I pulled open the truck door and sat her on the seat. I stood in front of her, hand in hand. "Well…I only make love to the girl I love."

"You mean you made love with that Monica girl!"

"What? Ew. No."

"She was your girlfriend though."

I rolled my eyes. "Doesn't mean I made love with her." I smirked at her. "You weren't the only one saving yourself for the person you like."

That made her face go deep red. I chuckled. Giving her a kiss on the cheek I said. "I want us to be boyfriend and girlfriend…but what we make of us is totally up to you. I said my piece. No get you legs in." She did so and closed the door. I got in. When I started driving her hand held mine. "Shane…."

"Yes?"

"C-can we…..I mean…c-can I be your girlfriend?" She stammered. I laughed at how cute her stammering really was. I didn't answer her question till I was at Michael's and her on my back. "To answer your question….I would be pleased to be your boyfriend."

"Really?"

"Definitely love." I smiled. I got her on the couch then took my leave but not before giving her a warm soft kiss on her lips. Thank goodness Eve and Michael weren't morning folks. Now off to work.

"Your late again Shane." My boss growled. His face was stern, like his voice. "How many times will you show up late till I fire your ass?"

"Sorry sir. My girlfriend needed me-"

"Your presence is needed else where. Late again and I swear I'll fire you." He glowered. I held back the urge to tell him off as I watched him leave. Once I was in uniform I started my orders. Restaurants were always a bother to sitting in to me now working in them was more of a challenge. Having to deal with crappy attitudes. Having chefs yell at me when I have accidents. And the waitresses who hit on me. Annoying as all get out. My boss is the most annoying part of my stupid job. But for the pay I'll put up with it. Since my father's passing My mother has been working 2 jobs just to make ends meat. even Alyssa has to work. Living is getting expensive. "Waiter! I asked for a burger not a salad!" A woman complained when I laid a bowl in front of her. I was still new at this. I've been used to working with my dad which was tending to cattle, but cause we couldn't pay for them we lost all our cattle after his death. So this waiting job…..not for me at all. I sighed, grabbed the bowl and smiled. "My mistake miss." And obviously it was your mistake for ordering it. How big do you need to get…..? Okay Shane that was low. I ignored my inner voice and grabbed the woman's burger. I placed it in front of her. She checked it then called after me when I started off. I went to her, biting my tongue. She complained that there were no pickles. I told her to just eat it or waste it. I obviously didn't care enough for her to meet her desires. Getting back to the bar/ grill I got another two plates. Turning I stumbled back when I saw Claire's dad inches away. Catching my balance I growled. "Damn it old man you were about to get me fired."

"Sorry about that."

"What do you want?"

"Claire. She hasn't been home since yesterday."

"I wonder why. Now get out of my face before I hit yours." I said shoving him aside. Once the plates were at their respected places I felt a tug on my arm. I pulled away glaring at the man who made my girlfriend feel so bad. "Im warning you your running on thin ice. You touch me and-"

"You'll do nothing. I need my daughter."

"Why so you can hurt her again? Not a chance."

"I need her…..her mother's fallen ill. I need to tell her."

I glared at him. "I'll pass along the mess. Now beat it."

He frowned at me then soured his face before he left. I watched him off before getting back to my lousy job.

"Mom?" I came in with Claire. The house of Claire's was dark and quiet. Only a lamp dimmed Claire's parents bedroom where Claire's mom laid. Her mother looked weak and tired. As if she's been fighting this illness for a long time now. "Mommy." Claire sat at her side. Claire's mom eyes shifted towards her daughter.

"Claire. I havent seen you in a while. Where have you been?"

"I-I had things to do. Im so sorry mama. Im here now though."

Her mother smiled at me then saw me. "Hello Shane."

"Hi Mrs. Danvers."

Claire's mom breathed in a sickly way. "Claire…would you get your father….he's in the kitchen."

Claire gave her mother a long look then nodded. Once she left Claire's mother gestured for me to come to her. I did. She took my hand. "Son…..My time here is up….so I ask of you….take care of her."

"What?"

"Take care of my girl. Her father is not suitable to care for my child. He never was. We fought a lot about it too. But I know im for sure he cant care for her. Please keep her from him as the best way you.. You can." She cringed in pain.

"Hey, hey take it easy. I'll care for Claire with all my heart ma'am. You should just rest and stop worrying so. Your daughter is in good hands I promise you she'll be cared for well."

Mrs. Danvers, laying back, her brown eyes on me. She smiled. "Thank you boy…..tell my girl I love her. And im sorry I haven't been there for her….and wont be in the future."

I frowned. "Don't talk like that Mrs. Danvers. Your gonna be okay-"

"Im not. My time….My time… is up." She said. Looking up at nothing. Her eyes closed. "Boy….I can rest in peace now knowing my daughter is safe….." She breathed. "Tell her I love her…. And take my necklace that's in the box over on the dresser. Give it to her. Tell her im sorry I couldn't be there for her fourteenth birthday like I promised….." She said. I grabbed the box and opened it to see a necklace. The heart had engraved on it.

To my dearest daughter,

No matter what happens im here for you…cheering you on. And loving you with all my heart.

-Love, Mom.

Under the hearted necklace was a paper. I got it out and turned to Claire's mom. "Do you want me to give her this too?"

When Claire's mom didn't answer I grew suspicious. I put the not back inside, closed the box and set it down. I got to Claire's mom.

"Mrs. Danvers?"

No response. I checked her pulse. Nothing. Her heart as well. Nothing. I widened my eyes. My time is up…. her words echoed in my head. She knew she was going to die. She knew Claire and I were together. And She knew about Claire's father. At least I think so on the father part. That's why she told me to tell her, she probably thought Claire's dad wouldn't transfer the info and Claire's mom never wanted to have Claire see how bad her she really was. That's why she sent Claire out of the room. I got up, stuffed the box in my pants pocket and took anther long gaze at Claire's mom. Rest in peace miss. You deserve it…

I ran for the kitchen when I heard glass shattering, that's what brought me out of my trans. Coming in I saw Claire on the floor, her cheek was red. She was holding the top of her dress. Her dad has a knife in his hand. I ran over to her, shoving him out of the way. "Claire are you alright!? What happened?" I helped her up. She winced.

"Im f-fine. I just got in his way." She said after Claire's dad storm out in a huff. There was a door slam. I saw Claire's arm and leg streaking blood. "Claire you are not fine!" I grabbed a cloth and started to wipe off the blood. Once I pressed on the cuts themselves she pulled away. "It hurts."

"I know but we have to seal them up or your going to loose blood." I said, getting the first aid. Once I finished sealing the cuts I took her into her moms room, after telling her the news. Claire didn't want to believe it at first but when she saw her moms lifeless body she collapsed into tears. "My mom is dead!? How-why-" She sobbed, cupping her face sitting on the floor. I kneeled down to her, handing her the box. "Your mother said this was for your birthday she missed. She's sorry she missed it. And she told me to tell you other things but….they will only make you cry."

"She told you to tell me that she was sorry for not being around for me…right?"

"Yes."

Claire smiled a wry one. "That's her….always sorry. Now I bet she's sorry for not being here in my future." Claire sniffed.

"Actually she is. She wants me to keep you safe. To keep you away from your father. Im sure she knows what's been going on…. She told me they were arguing about it a lot."

Claire looked at me then smiled a little. "Take me home…please…." I helped to her feet. She kissed her mothers head before calling the police. Once her mother's body was gone we headed back to Michael's place.

"Oh Claire im so sorry…." Michael said when we told Eve and Michael what has been going on. Eve said nothing. She only looked dazed. I bet she was remembering how her mother died. I can remember it so well. Her mother was bed written as she was dying from an illness. Eve being short and fourteen was determined to make her mother better….Eve tried to get some food for her mom. Left the stove on by accident when she left to go to the store for food. Eve came back to a blazing collapsing house. Her mother got burned alive. Eve always told me she heard her mothers screams of from inside the bedroom when she went to save her. Eve was saved right in time since the house collapsed after Eve got out. Eve always blamed herself when she found out the fire was caused by a stove that had been on. It didn't help that her dad blamed her when he was drunk.

Claire gave them a smile. "She's been sick for a long time. Im glad she's not suffering anymore. I know she's with me in spirit." I looked over at Eve as Claire grinned. " I should know by Eve."

Eve looked at Claire then smiled a sure thing of fake behind the smile. "Yes. That's right."

Claire didn't notice Eve's fake smile, or if she did she kept her statements to herself. "Now I need a place to hide away from my dad."

"Why don't you both stay here?" Michael suggested. "Eve and I arent having kids any time soon….and there are lots of rooms upstairs." I could do better living on my own but my mother and sisters….I was the only man they had besides Blaine.

"Have Claire stay. My mother and sisters need me."

"Your mom says different." Eve smirked at me.

"What?"

"We bumped into her in the market place. She said you could live with us if you please to. I wont bother her. She's actually been worried about you. She hears you crying at night?" Eve rose a brow. I gazed at Eve. Keeping calm. Since it was Eve. "She told you that?"

"Yep. They all hear you Shane."

I frowned. "I didn't….know…."

"Its okay. They understand. Your dad was to great to die. Its hard on you. You were close with your dad the most." Michael shrugged. It was true. I was always at my dads side, he was like another best friend. When he died….it felt I had lost my best friend. Claire's hand slipped in mine. "Well since we are new members in your house we will see ourselves to our rooms." She got up, dragging me upstairs. She entered a room furthest from Eve and Michael's room which was the front room of the house. She closed the door.

"I didn't decide yet Claire."

She wrapped her arms around me. "I know….just decide to stay for only a few days…..I-I need you now." Her eyes grew sad. Held her close. "Cry if you want. Im all yours."

She did.

She sobbed all throughout the night. When she calmed she fell asleep. Her head was under my chin. My arms hugging her close. I frowned. I closed my eyes, shielding my eyes. Silently crying. Better for me to cry alone then with anyone. Why does death strike us everywhere we turn?

Why did it have to strike my dad? Why him. I wondered that till my mind drifted into a long needed slumber. . .

Alright there was Claire and Shane! Im thinking of doing random POVs time from time….meh idk. Next Chapter Time skip! Yay! 3 years!

So get ready!

Hoped you liked. Sorry for the sexual details of rapes and making love. I try to keep it mild. Anyways Review! Stand by for more!

-Miki-