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Claire's Point of View
I woke up still dizzy, but not so much I would black out again. I sat up and found myself in the living room. How did I get here?
"Claire, thank god your awake." The blonde guy with nice eyes came in and sat down next to me. He felt my head and breathed a sigh of relief. "What has Amelie done now?"
"How do you know Amelie? How do you know me?" Even though the headache had subsided it still throbbed.
The blonde guy frowned. "What do you mean?"
"I've never seen you before. How did you get in?" I was starting to get a little freaked that this guy knew me and Amelie and that he somehow got inside.
"Claire you have seen me before. Amelie made me a vampire and she made you one too."
"I know that... It's um... Can you go please? I need silence to get rid of this headache." I lay my head against the backseat of the sofa.
"Where was you last night?" He asked.
"Why should I tell you?"
"You were at the funeral, weren't you? Can you remember who with? Who was the funeral for?" The guy asked me a stream of questions which I couldn't answer in one go.
I sighed. "I was at a funeral for my friends last night. I can't remember who with."
"That was me." The guy said. I looked at him for a moment then the throbbing got worse.
I held my head. "Ow." I groaned.
"What's wrong? Claire tell me!" The guy said, panic in his voice.
"Why do you care about me? You don't know me."
"Yes I do. You're Claire Danvers, you lived at my house called the Glass House ever since you came to town at 16. Amelie gave you her Protection and you work for Myrnin. Last night your boyfriend, Shane and your best friend Eve died so you went to the funeral and I was there. We were in the church together."
How does he know that? "How do you know that? You weren't there at all, I know that." I said. The blonde guy displayed a mix of emotions, mostly anger but also hurt, sadness and frustration.
"Amelie did something to you, Claire. She is jealous of me or something so she did something, that's why you have a headache." I thought about it for a second then shook it off. I could feel throbbing getting worse. "I'm going to kill her."
What? No, you can't. She's the Founder. You will never be able to and I won't let you." I stood up and growled.
"Claire?" Amelie voice drifted in and she appeared in the living room. "Get out."
"What did you do to her?" The blonde guy asked standing.
"Nothing you need to worry about. Guard-" Amelie got cut off and Michael pushed her against the wall.
"What did you do to her?" He growls.
"Get off her!" I grabbed his shoulders, but he threw back to the sofa.
"Remember Michael I made you, but I can easily kill you. Get off me." Amelie said quietly but her eyes were crimson. 4 bodyguards came in and dragged the struggling guy off. "Get him out of here and make sure he doesn't return. He's not seeing Claire again."
"Claire! Amelie's wiped your memory of me! Listen!" He said as he was dragged out and the garage door opening and slamming. Amelie took a breath and blinked a few times, her eyes going back to grey. "Are you alright?"
"What does that guy mean?" I asked. "Is that the reason I have headaches?"
Amelie shook her head and came up to me, brushing my hair with the brush on the sofa. "Don't listen to him, I haven't done anything."
"Why have I got headaches then?" I pushed her away and sat down. "I've never had anything as bad as this. And that guy said practically everything about me. I should know him shouldn't I?"
Amelie sighed. "Claire..."
"If your not going to tell me I will just go and find someone who will." I said, frustrated just like the guy and got up, got my coat and went out.
Amelie's Point of View
"Claire wait!" I couldn't have her finding out. She would hate me, then go and live with Myrnin or Michael. I went after her but she had already left and the sun was blazing overhead. I slammed the door and went to the living room.
I saw one of the guards who had stayed behind and threw him against the wall and almost choked him. "Why did you let Michael in?" When he didn't reply, I growled and squeezed his neck harder. "Answer me!"
"I... was... incapacitated."
"He's younger than you, how did you end up like that?"
"He... sneaked up... behind me." I wanted to kill him, but I am short of guards what with Christopher making them disappear. I let go of him.
"Michael is never to come back, do I make myself clear?" The guard nodded. "If you fail in this, I will kill you."
"Yes, Ma'am."
"Get out of my sight." The guard quickly left the room, closing the door behind me. I sighed and collapsed back onto the sofa.
"You know this will only end badly"
"You hear yourself? I have to stay with Claire to make sure Michael doesn't kidnap her"
"You almost killed Michael because he convinced Claire to go with him"
"Look me in the eyes and tell me you're not jealous"
Oliver's words kept going round and round in my mind. "Be quiet, please." I just wanted Claire safe, not with Michael, not with Myrnin. Here with me. But now that won't happen; Claire will go to Myrnin or Oliver they will tell her and she will never want to come here or see me again.
The garage door opens and I stand. Claire comes in. "Claire."
"No-one would tell me. They said you have to tell me yourself."
I feel relief that she didn't know but then instant dread. I could keep denying it, but she will figure it out eventually. I sighed and lightly grabbed her arm and sat down. Claire sat down with me.
"You know how awkward it's been for you to be with me? I know you would find it much easier with a male lover." I started.
"Wait, are you ending this?"
"No! No. It's just I don't want you to leave me, because a few people know and they will start talking. Anyway there is this boy you used to live with, Michael and I was worried you would choose him over me. So I compelled you to forget him."
Claire is speechless and pulls her arm out of my hand. "So you're the reasons I black out and have headaches?"
"You passed out?" I asked shocked and surprised. "You never told me."
"It's how... the guy found me. He brought me here." Claire replied.
"Oh, right. Well, yes. I didn't know you would go through that. If I did I wouldn't have done that. I guess it's your mind trying to remember him."
"Was the guy a threat?" Claire asked.
"Well..." I could lie, but where would that get me? "No. But you may find him more... physically attractive or find him a better lover than me. Also know that you are my first... female lover."
"You're beautiful, Amelie. But what I'm getting is that you're jealous of him."
I growled quietly. "I'm not. Everything I have done is to protect you. I have told you enough times you are very important."
"What happened between you two?"
"He took you away and hid you, so I wouldn't find you. Then before that, he had over 60 years to see you but made no attempt. He would have convinced you to go with him again if I didn't sit in the same room as you."
Claire sighed and stayed silent. "That wasn't your choice."
"You think I should have asked you, if you wanted to forget him?"
"No, but you're not my mother! You can't make decisions for me and for all I know ... this guy could have been completely harmless." Claire stood up her eyes a fierce red. "Undo what you've done to me."
"Will you be going back to him?" I asked.
"Yes. I need to see what he is like."
"That won't work. You will forget him once you leave him." I explained. "It's how it works."
Claire glared at me. I felt hurt, but I shut down my emotions. I couldn't be a nervous wreck. "Is that why you wouldn't let Myrnin say what's wrong with me? Is that what you were talking about?"
"Yes. But you have to stay here. I presume you still know about Christopher?"
"What about the headaches? Are you going to compel them away?"
"No. They will stop if you don't think of him."
"How can't I? I'm going to see him right now. He's right. You are jealous." Claire said and walked off to get her sun protective clothing. I couldn't let her leave. She will stay with Michael regardless of the headaches and then Christopher will come after her and she might be able to defend herself.
I stood when she went for the door and her right arm, facing her towards me. "Let go!" I placed both hands on the sides of her head and compelled her to sleep. After a seconds more struggle, she fell limp and I caught her.
"Guard?" I called. One of them came in. "Put Claire to bed, then make sure she has sufficient hydration." The guard nodded and picked up Claire and took her out.
I sat on the arm of the sofa. Would she hate me for it?
I hope not, Amelie :)
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