hello! I know, it's been ages again, and I made a big thing about having wi-fi and being able to update quicker - but hello, GCSEs? Grr. Anyway, I may have accidentally lied to you. Remember when I said some interesting stuff was coming up? Well, don't panic, it still is, but not for another few chapters because I edited loads of stuff... soooo you get a lot of Myrnin's POV to make up for it! Yay! Love yoooouuuu xxxxxx :D

'Uninvited'

Amelie's POV (yeah I know, not Shane, or even Oliver, just boring old Amelie, haha)

Something told me to stop as I walked into the lab, but I foolishly ignored it. I came to a halt with a small gasp of shock as my organised mind tried reject the scene before me.

They were standing in the middle of the room, wrapped up in each other so thoroughly that even Myrnin didn't notice my entrance. O, how I wish I had knocked now!

I wanted to look away, but I couldn't.

Myrnin's shirt and vest lay discarded on the floor, leaving him half naked. Claire was - thank God - still fully clothed, but had her legs wrapped around his waist, and her hands were one tangled in his hair and one caressing his chest.

As I watched I heard a sound come from the back of his throat, too low for Claire to hear, but unfortunately not too low for me to hear. It was a cross between a growl and a pleasure-induced moan.

Both of their eyes were closed and they were blindly exploring eachother's bodies - Myrnin's hands roaming further than I would care to have seen.

His hand grazed Claire's breast and she let out a small whimper, pulling away for air. She opened her eyes a fraction, caught sight of me over Myrnin's bare shoulder, and froze.

Myrnin stopped immediately, obviously worried he may have hurt her. He whispered something in her ear, and she shook her head quickly, biting her lip and nodding at me over his shoulder. She looked horrified.

Myrnin glanced round, looked back at Claire, then did a double take and looked back at me again, matching Claire's expression this time.

He let Claire slide down him, (which she did awkwardly) but kept a hold of her as he turned to face me.

Claire buried her face in his shoulder, but I could see the blush blossoming over her cheeks and neck.

"Amelie." Myrnin said, drawing my attention back to him. "What do you want?" He kept his tone even, obviously trying to downplay the situation for Claire's sake. I didn't reply, too shocked and angry to find the words.

Claire looked up miserably.

"I-I should...go." She whispered hoarsely, twisting a piece of hair in her fingers.

I nodded sharply, and she looked down at the floor. Myrnin didn't say anything, but he reluctantly let go of her so she could get her bag and scurry out through the portal that was open on the wall. It went straight into her bedroom. She threw one more look back at Myrnin before she left. There were tears in her eyes.

As soon as the portal closed, I rounded on Myrnin.

"What, in God's name, do you think you are doing?" I said in a furiously low voice. Myrnin didn't answer, concentrating intently on putting on and doing up his shirt. Then he carefully smoothed out his disheveled hair, avoiding meeting my eye. Eventually he ran out of things to do and stood with his hands clasped in front of him, looking for all the world like a naughty schoolchild standing in front of his teacher.

I sat down in his armchair, pressing my fingers to either side of my head in an attempt to calm myself down.

"Did I not expressly forbid you to cultivate an intimate relationship with Claire?" My voice cut through the air like a whip, and Myrnin actually flinched.

His face still had an uncommon flush high in his cheeks, despite his best efforts, his hair was still a mess, and in his haste he'd done up his shirt wrong. Again, he didn't answer me.

"You fool," I hissed, "Did it not occur to you that I forbade you for a reason?"

He lifted his head. "And what reason be that, Amelie?"

"You! You are the reason for your own misery. You cannot and will not be able to control yourself, this I know for a fact! Do you not remember Ada? Or have you forgotten her already? I seem to remember you swearing that you would not harm her!" I cried, feeling horrible but knowing the words I spoke were necessary.

Myrnin blanched, several emotions crossing his face. His eyes flashed bright red in anger, and for a moment I thought he would attack, but then he sagged, covering his face with his hands. He shook with the force of the sob that ripped from his throat, sinking to his knees.

I almost rolled my eyes. Myrnin is the epitome of what I believe humans nowadays call a 'Drama Queen'.

But in this case, I believe his reaction is how any man with a conscience or a heart would react. Although I am not a fan of showing emotions at the best of times. That is a human weakness I do not like to indulge in often.

Myrnin still knelt on the floor, leaning forwards slightly. His hands were covering his face but I could see the tears that leaked out from under them.

"Myrnin. Get up." I said more harshly than I intended to. He peered up at me miserably, and I knew what he wanted. He wanted me to tell him that it was alright, that it wasn't his fault, that it wouldn't happen again. But the problem was, it was his fault. And it would happen again, unless he stopped this foolishness. Unfortunately his next words dashed any hopes I had of that ever happening.

"Amelie...I-I...I love her." He confessed, looking utterly broken. "How am I supposed to-to-" His voice broke and he swallowed hard, choking back tears.

I hope my face didn't show my reaction to his words. In love with her? Myrnin is in love with Claire? Merde. This complicates things entirely.

"Please," I said through still lips, "Tell me that was your twisted idea of a joke."

Not surprisingly, Myrnin didn't deign to answer that one. In the ensuing silence I made a quick and harsh decision.

"This changes nothing. You are still forbidden to be involved with Claire."

Myrnin looks at me in despair, but all the fight has left him.

"How will I manage, Amelie? Every minute I spend with her strengthens my feelings."

"If you truly love her and want what is best for her, then you will leave her alone. Distance yourself from her as much as possible."

Myrnin heaved a shaky sigh, wiping stray tears from his face with the back of his hands, and hauled himself back to his feet.

"I do love her." He whispered, sounding awed at his own revelation.

I took this as consent to my suggestions and left the lab quickly and quietly after bidding Myrnin goodbye.

My heart felt heavy as I remembered my own love, now lying six feet under, surrounded by the cold earth.

I wiped the tear from my eye before it could fall so that Gerard would not see. But I decided to go and visit Samuel's grave later.

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