Longer update ;) BTW contains spoilers of Carpe Corpus ;)!

Claire's POV

I couldn't look at him anymore. It hurt too much.

He stood there, mouth open, eyes wide. He gasped and put his hand to cover his mouth. Shaking his head.

"No, Claire. No." He sat on the bed, his back to me.

"Shane, I'm so sorry. But, I didn't know you .."

"You know Claire, every second you were away, I pretended you remembered. Hoped and wished. I'm surprised Eve and Michael didn't chuck me out. I'd never got over you. And everywhere I went I felt your soft touch, your silvery laugh," He looked up at me, eyes big and brown. Lost in a sea of tears. I sat beside him. "I remember one time, when you were here and we were together. A different time we were together, everyday you were gone. Hoping I would never run out of them. And sure I had no one else, Alyssa and mom, dead. My dad, who the fuck knows where he went. But I had you, everything was perfect. You made the pain go away. But then you left. I was torn, I wasn't Shane." He did a nervous laugh. He was shaking. "And now your back, I thought, maybe, it would be good again. But this is Morganville, nothing is good." He turned icy, and softened again.

"But, Shane-""No, Claire. Your right, there's no point. I'll let you stay here. I have enough saved up, I'll rent my own apartment somewhere else. You can spend time with Eve, Michael. It will be as I if never existed for you. The pain will go away as soon as you see, the other man, again. Don't worry, little Claire. Life goes on, I for sure know that." And he kissed my head, and left the room.

I then realised, this was his room. It smelt of him, my Shane. I took one look at his dresser, all the pictures of us. And cried into his pillow.

It must have been about half one in the morning when the door went. I got up to answer it, answer his door. Eve was standing there, Michael behind her. She held her arms open, and I dived into them, bawling. Michael put his arms around the both of us. He was cold, vampire Michael.

"Where - where .. is, he?" I asked, sobbing like Eve did.

"He rented a hotel room for the night." Michael said.

"Oh, baby Claire. I'm so sorry!" She said, wrapping me in a skin tight hug.

"No, no Eve. It's okay." I said wiping my tears. "Life goes on." just like he said.

Days past, Shane came to get his stuff. I made sure I was away at this point. Luckily, I had work to distract me. Even though I was eighteen, I was smart. I worked at TPU, my old University. I was a TA, working in the science labs. But nothing could fully take my mind off it.

But one.

Steven, my fiancé, was planning a visit. He was going to come and meet me at work and take me out for dinner. I knew the risks, hopefully Amelie's protection was still working, even just a little bit.

And soon enough he came, opened the car door for me and gave me a kiss. It wasn't the same as kissing Shane, nothing was there now. With Shane, there was fireworks, a spark. Now with Steven, it was dead. Nothing. Oh how I wanted to see Shane.

Dinner was a bore. Steven tried to talk, but I basically shut him out. He wasn't Shane.

But soon enough I realised, every conversation we had, I talked about Shane. Wow, I needed him.

On the drive home, no one talked. Outside the Glass House, there was a car I recognised.

Shit.

Shane's car.

My heart did one of those little sore but lovely flips. Shane, was here. I could imagine him, sitting on the couch of the Glass House playing his PS3, or Wii or Xbox. He had them all. I could imagine him in the kitchen, making another batch of his random chilli, and no matter what was in it we would all eat it until the bowl was licked clean. I could imagine him giving me a hug, and a kiss … no, no not now! I can't think like that. It can't happen, not anymore.

But it was already dark, I had to go home, whatever the consequences.

Steven and I walked through the door. It was quiet, but I heard the sound from the Xbox, and then a shout from Michael and Eve. And Shane. Crap, why did this have to happen. Why did I have to turn into a love struck teenager all over again. This wasn't fair! Things were meant to be normal, but now I was living in a freaking town run by fucking vampires and was in love with someone I couldn't remember til a few weeks ago instead of my fiancé. It didn't feel right calling him that anymore.

I needed Shane.

We walked into the living room and all eyes bore into us. Well Steven. He was wearing a blue jumper and a pair of black jeans, and dunks. He was kinda tanned, and his hair was like Myrnin's - well how I remembered Myrnin's, it's been a while - but only blonde, not and blonde as Michael. That was unheard of.

Everyone's eyes except Shane's.

They lingered on me, making me feel uncomfortable. It was they way he stared that hurt so much, not really anything. It was blank, dead. Like the way he looked after Frank was turned. I didn't like it. But then memories of that night flooded back. Everything, I loved him so much. But we could never be. Oh, fuck this. I'm starting to sound like someone from Romeo and Juliet. And that didn't end so well …

"Well goodnight, Steven." I said, I wanted him out.

"Goodnight, Claire, He said trying to kiss me, I turned away.

Shane stood up, oh my god. He was wearing an old batman shirt, with his blue skinnies and a pair of red converse. Another little flip in my heart.

"Hi, Claire." He said, still looking at me, dead.

"Hey Shane." I sighed, this was torture. For both of us.

I was showing Steven to the door, Eve, Michael in pursuit. Shane lingering behind them.

"Um, Steven. Could we, er, talk outside."

"Sure, Clairey." I left the door open, but no one came right up to it, not even Eve.

"Um, Stevie. Er, this is hard for me to say, but, things have changed now, I think, um, it would be better if -"

"Your breaking up with me?"

"Steven, I'm so sorry!"

"It's someone else isn't it, that Glass dude?"

"NO!" She knew Eve was listening after she did a little phew!

"The big emo in the batman shirt?"

"What, he's not an emo!"

"It's him isn't it!"

"Er, what, um …"

"It is!"

"Steven I'm so so so sorry!" I hoped Shane wasn't listening, but if he wasn't Eve would tell him, dang!

"No your not, not yet!" and he took me by the hair and threw me inside the house, into Michael. Shane came forward, all protectively. And Steven did something that would haunt me forever. He growled and bared his teeth.

And his fangs.

He ran away, into the night. Shane came and gathered me in a bear hug. I cried into his chest, uncontrollably. Eve, and Michael stood there, not knowing what just happened, and then came and grouped into the hug.

I wasn't expecting that. But I knew one thing, he wouldn't just leave it now. He was going to be back.

To get me. And Shane too.

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