Here is the next one! I haven't got much to say this time so I will keep it short.

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Claire's Point of View

"Michael?" I felt kind of bad for forgetting about him (almost). "What are you doing here?"

"How are you and your girlfriend?" He asked.

"Um, alright I guess... You just came to visit?"

"I think you have forgotten about something..." Michael said. My mind was blank for a second then I felt overwhelming guilt.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry! Amelie went missing, so we had to find her. She wanted to question him and she's at Common Grounds now. I didn't realize." I had completely forgotten about the funeral.

"Yeah well, if your not too busy I would like you to come now. It's been 3 days since we were supposed to have funeral. Everyone kept saying that you weren't coming. Even Myrnin said you think spending time with your girlfriend is more important."

"What?! Are you sure? Me and Myrnin have been looking for Amelie. The first day nothing much happened, then we were looking for her and found her." I explained. If Myrnin really did say that, I will stake him.

"I'm sure. I went to his lab." Michael said. "Why do you smell like her?"

"We are kind of the same size. I ran out of clothes..." I know I'm a terrible liar but I'm hoping to have picked up some skills.

"Amelie's taller than you."

Maybe not... I sighed. "I was trying on her clothes. For the funeral... I don't-"

"Stop lying, Claire. What have you been doing?" Michael demanded.

"Nothing! What's wrong you look annoyed." Well, maybe that was an understatement.

"I'm annoyed, because the girl Eve picked up off the street 100 years ago, was too busy with her new girlfriend to come to her funeral. At least see your ex boyfriend one last time."

"I already told you, I'm sorry." I said. "And it was 60 years ago, not 100."

"I don't care!" Michael shouted punching the wall, an inch from my head. I flinched and winced at the loud volume. "You've never liked women, not like this and when your... supposed friends were alive you hated her. You wouldn't come and see us and the only you did you stayed until 3 in the morning, then you left. You didn't say goodbye, nothing. And now you won't leave her house, you smell like her and you won't visit me. You won't even come to their funeral. What have we ever done to deserve that? Eve could have left you on the street and I didn't have to let you stay. We could have all been complete dicks, but we let you in and saved your life a couple of times. What's happened to you?"

I couldn't find my voice to say anything. When Michael put it like that, I have been really ungrateful. "I don't know." I finally said. "Your right, you're completely right. But that time when I visited you... Amelie made me leave. She thought you would make me stay there and she couldn't protect me there."

"So this is all Amelie's fault. It's her fault that you won't leave, you apparently wear her clothes, and she is keeping you from coming to the funeral. Is that it?" Michael asked.

"Well, the guards won't let me leave." I stared at the floor, not wanting to see Michael's face.

"You're a vampire now. Push past them or stake them."

"Easy for you to say, you're older than me." I said.

Michael is quiet for a moment. "You know what? I don't care. But I'll make you a deal. Come to the funeral tomorrow. If you don't... I never want to see you again." Then without a second glance, he left out the back door.

I sank into the sofa. Years ago, I would have done anything to keep my friends safe. But after the stalker had been killed, I didn't see them again once, until I got the news that they had died.

I made my decision. Picking up my phone I phoned Amelie.

Amelie's Point of View

"Oliver has him in his office. I told him that you wanted you him in the city hall but Oliver was like "Nooo, Amelie will be perfectly fine with taking out a dangerous criminal." I helped save you, you know, and I still haven't gotten my hug. What sort of friend are you? Friends give hugs. Another thing..." Myrnin said, but I tuned out.

He hadn't stopped talking since we had left my house and I was very close to ripping out his vocal cords.

"Amelie? Amelie?" Myrnin began poking me, which just wouldn't do. I held him by his neck against the window.

"What?"

"I was just saying how nice you look."

"Be quiet. If you say one more word before we get to the Coffee shop, I will rip out your vocal cords." I said and let go.

"How about-" I nodded and the guard bound his wrists and taped shut his voice. I could only imagine how happy he was, that Myrnin was eventually quiet.

"If I may ask a question." The guard began.

"Go on."

"How do you keep patient for so long?"

"If I didn't, this town wouldn't exist. But I don't have infinite patience, as you can see." I replied. Thankfully, the car pulled up to Common Grounds and I quickly exited the car and entered the shop. The guard led Myrnin inside.

When Oliver saw him, he laughed. "You should keep him like that."

"I'm sure, I will need his voice sometime." I said. "So, where is Christopher?"

"In my office. But you won't see him, he has a way of persuading people to let him out." Oliver said, stopping me from going to the office.

I sighed. "So what have you found out?" I asked. Oliver was about to speak when my phone rang.

"Silence it?" Oliver said, rather than asked.

"It's Claire."

"Yes, because every time Claire calls it's an emergency." I glared at Oliver and went outside and answered the phone.

"Hello."

"Michael came round. He says I need to go to the funeral for Shane and Eve tomorrow, or he won't want to see me ever again."

"Why was he there?" I asked.

"He wondered why I haven't been to the funeral or visited him for 3 days... or 60 years..."

Children and their drama, honestly. I sighed. "Wait until I get back. I am with Oliver at the moment-" I was cut short by a bang coming from inside the shop. "I will be back tonight." I hung up and went inside. "What's wrong this time?"

"Nothing. He deserved it." Oliver said. Myrnin's eyes were red. I rolled my eyes.

"Funny. Myrnin always did say you started the fights." I said, crossing my arms. Oliver glared at me.

"What was Claire's emergency then?"

"Never mind. What was you going to say?"

"...Never mind." Oliver said, smiling. "Deal with your girlfriend. This can wait." Then he walked out. I ripped off the tape from Myrnin.

"I told you! Didn't I tell you! You should not be friends with him." Myrnin instantly began saying.

"Myrnin." I said.

"That toad."

"Myrnin."

"Did you see how hard he punched me? Totally unprovoked."

"Myrnin!"

"Yes?"

"What did you find out from Christopher?" I asked, running out of patience.

"Oh...Nothing." Myrnin broke out of his ties and walked out. I stared after him in disbelief.

I sighed. "Take me back. I've wasted enough time."

What did you think? It may be bad... but I think I did Michael pretty good.

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