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This chapter we shall see what happened to Amelie!

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Claire's Point of View

I sat in Common Grounds, stirring my drink and thinking of what flowers I should buy. But my mind always took me back to what I said to Amelie.

I couldn't help but feel guilty, but I really had to do this. I couldn't lose Michael as a friend, just because Amelie wanted me to come to her whenever she wants.

I thought again about if red, white and yellow flowers would be a good idea, but my mind took me back again. I sighed. I have to apologize or it wouldn't leave my mind. I finished my mocha and left, noticing Oliver giving me a glance on the way out.

I decided to run to Founder's Square; I wanted this to be over and done with. Amelie could call me as much as she liked, once the funeral was done with.

Arriving at the car park in a matter of minutes, I walked up to the door. But before I could open it, someone else opened it... with Amelie following.

"Amelie? Can I talk with you for a minute?" I asked. Amelie said nothing, she just stared ahead blankly and followed the guy. "Amelie?"

"Amelie's coming with me. She will be back in a few hours." The guy said, opening the door and Amelie got in.

"Wait, who are you?" I demanded. I knocked on the window, but Amelie took no notice, whatsoever.

"It's none of your concern. She'll be back. Promise." The guy said and got into the car and drove off.

I stood there, shocked. What on Earth on wrong with Amelie? It looked like she was in a trance. I went back inside the building and went up to the Secretary. "Where's Amelie going?"

"I don't know, she didn't say." She replied.

"Did the guy say anything?" I demanded.

"What guy? The Founder just walked out by herself and didn't say anything." She said, then went back to work.

I went back outside, feeling helpless. Some part of me blamed my behaviour towards her earlier, but that was impossible. Amelie wouldn't be like that. I'm sure she had plenty of boyfriends and possibly girlfriends, that said they didn't want to be with her.

I ran to Common Grounds and must have slammed the door on the wall, in my hurry. "Oliver, I need to talk to you." I grabbed his arm and he pulled back, as expected. But this was urgent.

"Do not touch me. What is it?"

"Amelie got in a car with this guy but when I tried to talk to her, she wouldn't listen. It was like she was in trance." I said, quietly as there were students nearby. Not that they would really care if they heard.

Oliver sighed and told his helper to take over. "Come to the office."

I got there first. Even though there was a chair, I was too restless to sit still. "Do you think it's because I told her, I didn't want to be near her as much anymore? Do you think she's gone off with someone else?"

"What on Earth makes you think that? Amelie isn't childish. She has better things to do, than spite you." Oliver picked up a few papers and sat down. "Who was with her?"

"This kinda tall guy with dark hair... Amelie said to stay away from him, because she didn't trust him."

"Then why do you think she would go off with him?" Oliver asked and shook his head. "You went to see her earlier. Did she look off to you?"

"No. Well, maybe. Aren't we going to do something?" I felt as if something very bad would happen, the longer we waited.

"Why would I want to do something? She's your girlfriend, not mine." Oliver stood and left but not before saying, "Ask that crazy friend of yours. He's needs something better to do, otherwise I'll break his neck."

I growled in frustration. Oliver should be more fussed. The Founder's gone missing for God's sake! Slamming the coffee shop door on the way out, I ran to Myrnin's lab. If he won't help me, I'll make him help me.

"Myrnin! Myrnin, where are you? I need you!" I called, looking in the bedroom, and round the lab.

"It's always nice to be needed." He said, appearing behind me. I hit him hard on the arm for sneaking up on me. "Ow! You really have to stop that."

"Don't sneak up on me. Anyway, Amelie's gone missing and she wasn't talking to me."

"Maybe you've upset her. What have you done?"

"I... Amelie called me in to say she wanted me back at her house. I said No and that I wanted to stay here and that it isn't awkward with you."

"Anything else?" Myrnin asked, going off into the portion of the lab where Bob was.

"I think I might have told her I don't want to be near her much, anymore." I bit my lip, realizing that was really not a nice thing to say.

"Well, that is not something to say to someone who loves you. Maybe she just took a break somewhere." Myrnin shrugged, coming back and sitting down in his chair.

"It isn't that. I tried talking to her but she wouldn't even look at me. It-"

"Well, you've definitely upset her." Myrnin cut in. I glared at him.

"Let me finish. It was like she was trance. She wouldn't talk or look at me. She would have been a statue, if she hadn't been walking."

"Who was with her?" Myrnin twirled around a piece of shattered glass.

"This tall, dark haired guy, who Amelie said I shouldn't be with him, because she didn't trust him. He said she would be back in a few hours and then they drove off." I learned against the wall, feeling utter despair.

"And you didn't go after him? Now you have no idea where he has gone." Myrnin spun the glass around, cutting his finger but he didn't seem to care.

"Well, I was in shock, all right? What was I supposed to do?" I crossed my arms and stared at the ground.

"Well... I have been bored recently and I was going to go play with Oliver, but this sounds much more exciting. Find the Founder... It sounds like a good game."

"It's not a game! She could be in danger, and it's all my fault." I felt my eyes flare red, then fade away, leaving me like I wanted to cry.

"Okay, it's not a game, sorry." Myrnin got up and threw the glass away, then got his coat and handed one to me. "Let's go and ask her guards. They might know what happened."

I took the coat and put it on, then followed Myrnin back to Founder's Square.

Amelie's Point of View

I sat up and looked around the room. White sheets and pillows, wooden floor and no windows. How had I got here? Last thing I remembered was talking to Christopher...

Christopher. I got up and went to the door. It's locked. I banged on the door. "Christopher!" How did he make me forget? I didn't take anything, so he couldn't have drugged me. The door unlocked and opened and Christopher stepped in. "Where am I?"

"No need to worry. You're still in Morganville. I just thought it would be nice to chat with each other in private."

"How did I get here?" I demanded.

"I brought you. Well to be specific, you brought yourself, you just didn't know it." Christopher smiled. He reached my hand; I stepped away before he could touch me.

"Don't touch me. Is that how you got me here?"

"Part of it, yes. I know your scared, Amelie-"

"I'm not scared." I cut him off, before he said anything else.

"Of course not. I heard your relationship with Claire is not going too well." Christopher sits on the bed. I glare at him.

"What do you know about her? What are you? Your not a vampire and I'm not sure you're a human, either."

"Of course I'm human. Just a special kind. To answer your other question, I know Claire has broken up with her boyfriend and you have loved her since she first came." Christopher smiles. "You denied your feelings at first, so did Claire. Why now?"

"I'm not saying anything to you." I tried the door again, but it was locked. "Let me out, right now."

"Not yet. We haven't finished speaking. I've never had a vampire before... Just a few hundred humans, but that's about it. Why do you love Claire so much?"

I ignored him and tried to forcefully open the door, but it wouldn't budge. He must have it reinforced or something.

"Amelie." He said. I turned to him.

"Why me? There are plenty of vampires in Morganville, some that won't be missed."

"It will only work on older vampires. I did try on this young-un, but he died. Now answer the question. Why do you love Claire so much?" Christopher stood and advanced towards me.

"I'm not telling you, because you don't need to know." I said. "Step back." He didn't. Soon, he is standing right in front of me.

"Of course I do. Just tell me and I will let you go." He shrugged slightly and twirled my hair. I pushed his arm away.

"I'm not telling you. Don't touch me." I said, quietly. Christopher smiled, then he clamped both his hands on my neck. I struggled to get his hands off, then everything went dark.

When I opened my eyes again, I was lying on the floor and Christopher had gone. Where was he? I stood up, then noticed my surroundings. I was back in my office, with folders on the desk. Again, how did I get here?

I shook my head and went to the desk and flicked through the folders. The door knocked and nodded to the guards to open the door.

In came Claire. "You wanted to see me?"

"Yes. Do you know anyone named Christopher?"

She shook her head. "No... Should I? Are you alright, Amelie? You look like you've seen a ghost."

I sighed. "I don't know. I was in this white room, then I wake up here." I sat down on my chair and hold my head.

"Maybe it's stress." Claire suggested.

"It's not stress." I looked at her and pushed her hair behind her ear. I frowned. "There's something on your neck..." I reached out and touched the mark, then gasped; it was like being electrified, and Claire, the office, the guards all disappeared. Christopher stood in Claire's place and I was back in the white room.

I fled to the farthest side of the room, cracking the wall a bit. I couldn't help the growl that came out. "Let me out, now!"

"You love Claire, because of her mind. She is quite pretty too. But there's more, there's always more." Christopher walked towards me. "What is it? Tell me and I'll let you go. Free as a bird."

I wanted to kill him. But I had to get over that feeling when I touch him. He just felt... wrong.

"Tell me, Amelie. You know you want to. I would like to do this the easy way and there's nothing in it for me." I moved hair out the way, then touched my face and I knew I couldn't bear it anymore.

I grabbed his neck, almost crushing his windpipe and bit him. I got a few mouthful of his blood, before I let go and started coughing. I fell to the floor, coughing up blood.

"My blood doesn't taste that nice, I know but no need to offend me." Christopher said, kneeling beside me. He smiled. "Red eyes suit you so much better."

"Who are you?"

"I already told you. Christopher. Human blood is bound to taste differently. You should know over a such a long span of time." I vomited blood and coughed a bit more. What on Earth was he? I have never had this reaction before. "I'm sorry about the state your in, my dear. You'll recover I promise."

I coughed one more time then I fell unconscious, but before I heard Christopher say, "Goodnight."

Aw, poor Amelie! D:

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