Love Will Be The Death Of Us, But We'll Die Happily.

Chapter three-We Cant live without you.
The following chapter has bits of self harm and suicide near the end of the chapter. Just a little warning :) ...

Myrnin's POV

Why did I even agree to this disasterous option? If Claire found out that I was one of the minions behind this lie, she will befriend me forever for sure. I cannot lose Claire, she is much too precious to me. People say that I am deeply in love with Claire, which I must admit, I am slightly. So this lie may give me what I want, for Claire to move on from the Collins boy and find love in someone else. Possibly a male vampire scientist who may be her boss. Possibly.

It was Oliver's decision. He wanted this. That cold heart of his wanted this lie to be true. He made Amelie agree with him to tell Claire and Eva? Eve? Eve that the love of their lives had died in battle with vampires. Amelie told the girls about the disaster and I didn't dare ask what their reactions were. I darent to think about how much heart break they have right now.

'It was the correct decision, my dear.' Oliver persuades as me, him and Amelie were sat around Amelie's rather messy desk in her office. She was highly stressed at the moment. With the strongest residents of Morganville fighting for the town in Dallas, she has a lot on her hands.

'But it wasn't the kindest.' Amelie says coldly, looking down at her perfect pale hands which were tangled in one another.
'They both would have got the news sooner or later. Those fools wouldn't survive much longer out there fighting Morley's out of control vermins.'
'Those 'fools', Oliver, have done a great job in protecting not just the town, but us too. If they found out about what we told Claire and Eve, they wouldn't do anything like this again for us. Who knows when we will need them for in the future.'

'Amelie, my dear.' Oliver leans forward on the desk, leaning his head closer to the Founders. 'Both girls will no longer be worrying about their loved ones. They will now think that they are at rest. It was the right thing to do.'
Amelie looks at Oliver for a few more seconds before nodding her head. 'I suppose you are right Oliver. Thank you.'

That is when I had had enough. Had enough of Oliver ruling Amelie and Amelie listening to him. It had to be stopped.
'Amelie, have you gone crazy?!'
'You're one to talk about crazy.' Oliver mutters as he lowers himself back into his chair. I, however ignored his remark.
'How much heartbreak did you go through when Sam died?'
Amelies face dropped completely as she looked at me with sorrow filled eyes. 'Myrnin..'
'A lot. Thats how much you went through. You loved Sam Glass with all of your heart, and Michael... Michael is Sams grandson! Now you're saying that he is dead!'

'Myrnin.. I... I didn't think of it that way..'
'Oh please, Amelie, are you seriously going to listen to a fool like him?'
'I've known her for centurys. I know her. I know the pain she has been through. And that pain.. Amelie... that pain you went through is the pain that both Claire and Eve are having right now. Remember when you were depressed when Sam died? You sat at his grave, cutting yourself and putting silver between the cuts to stop them from healing? That. That is probably what Claire and Eve are feeling.'

'Oh hush.' Oliver says harshly. 'The deed is done. There is no going back!'
'That.. that is true.' I stare at Amelie for a few seconds, her face was set as she stared at the table infront of her. Her eyes were blank, her expression meaningless. 'I hope you're happy, Amelie.' And with that, I walked straight out of there. I had to go to see Claire. I had to tell her that it was all a lie. They may want to lie as liars but not me. Not to the girl I love and trust the most.

Eve's POV

Ever since we found out about... about... I cant even say it. They're dead. Both of them. My husband and bestfriend are dead. I couldnt control the pain in my chest. The sickly feeling in my stomach. They died fighting. They died as soldiers. At least they died with bravery and dignity.

Claire's absolutely heart broken. She told me that when we were fighting the draug about a year ago, Shane sort of asked her to marry him. He told her to promise him that she would marry him oen day. Now... now she will never have the chance to marry the man she loved. At least I got to marry mine, but for Claire... she never got that.

She hasnt been eating at all. I try to help her the best I could, through all of the heart break that I was feeling, I really did try. I made her favourites but she still refused. She just cries and cries and cries. I hate to see her so upset and I can't do anything about it.

Seeing her cooped up in her room, balled up under the coverings, sobbing whilst holding one of Shane's hoodies closely towards her chest, it made my heart ache more and more. My head always became heavy when I saw her like that. But this time, when only the side light was on, lighting up a picture of her and Shane, I knew I could never, ever do anything to make it right again.

I walk into her room and up to her bed. She was lay facing away from me, staring at the photograph. She was sobbing uncontrolably with her face stuffed into Shane's black hoodie. I sighed and lifted up the covers. Claire instantly turned her head and as she saw me, she turned back around and burried her head back into the hoodie.

I pulled the covers up to me and put my arms around Claire as I let the tears fall out of my eyes. This.. this is what its going to be like from now on. Tears, grief, guilt. Without Shane and Michael, we both have absolutely nothing.

'CB..' I say through my tears. As I say her name, or nickname, her tears and sobs became heavier. She turned around to me and put her head in the crook of my neck.
'Eve..' She sobbed. 'Eve I cant do it anymore... I...I can't live without him, Eve!'

That sentence summed but everything I was feeling. I couldnt live without Michael, either. I couldnt do it anymore. The heavy pain in my body was just too much to handle.
'I know, CB. Its hard. Its really, really hard. I dont know what to do anymore.' I completely broke down as tears took away my make up. I couldnt be the tough one anymore, the positve one. I just couldnt. I couldnt say everything was going to get better, because it wont. It never will get better. It will never be the same.

'I want to be with them, Eve!' The sentence struck me and made my tears stopped running. I sat up to look Claire in the face. There was no sign of her joking.
'What do you mean?' I say as I wipe my eyes. Probably smearing make up all over my face.
'I dont want to live with out them both.' She sobs as she holds the hoodie closer to them. 'I just want to be happy again. Be with them.'

I nod slowly. She was right. It would make us both happier to be with the ones we love. But the only way we could do that... the only way would be... death for us.

'I want to be with them too.' I smile softly. Claire smiles and jumps into my arms. I hug her closely to me, never wanting to let her go. She was all I had.
After Claire stops hugging me, I get up from the bed and run into Michael's room. I grab one of his grey hoodies and put it over my black and pink dress. I run back into Claire's room to see her standing with Shane's hoodie tucked to her chest. 'Put that on.' I tell her. She zips the hoodie up over her baggy black t-shirt and I grab her hand. I lead her to the bathroom and shut the door behind us.

'You really, really want to be with them?' I say, getting short of breath. Claire nods. 'More than anything.'

I smile softly and root through the bathroom cupboards to find what I was looking for. Pills. And a stanly knife. I take a deep breath and hand them to Claire.

'Pills first?' Claire says as she unscrews the cap to the hybroprofen. I nod and hold up the knife. 'This to speed up the process?' Claire nods in return. I sit down on the bathroom floor, facing oposite her. She pours the pills on the floor and hands me some. She gives me thirty five. She has thirty five as well.

My heart was racing at a pace that I could hardly keep up with. What was coming... I dont know if it was going to hurt or if it was going to be pain free. What I did know is that we were finally going to be with the men we loved and who knows, maybe Claire could finally marry Shane.

'You ready?' I ask. My hands were shaking as I brought ten pills up to my mouth. Claire nods and squeezes my hand.

She didnt even warn me. She just put all ten pills in her mouth, swallowed them without any water and then brought another ten to her mouth and swallowed them. I went right after her. There was no turning back now. Claire was finished before me. She really did want to be with Shane and Michael.

I had to have water to wash them all down but when I did, I already felt dizzy. Claire was crying hysterically as she cut her wrists with the stanly knife. After her wrists were pouring in blood, she lay down on the floor and clung her hands around Shane's hoodie.

I did the same as her and lay down next to her. Her hand was in mine. We were looking into each others eyes. We were going to be happy again. We were going to be with the ones we love. We were going to ... going to... going to die...

Sorry its kind of depressing and... a bit full on. I just wanted to get the fact across that the girls really were depressed and they really couldnt live without Shane and Michael. I did say that this story was going to be depressing ;) Please review, it means a lot! xxx