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Claire's Point of View

When I next woke up, I felt a sick feeling in my stomach. I sat up and looked around. I am in my room, with the curtains closed.

I get up and open the curtains. It's night, but other than that nothing has changed. I go to the door, then go downstairs.

Partway down, I hear Oliver and Amelie talking. I sit down on the steps and listen.

"Didn't I tell you this would end badly?" Oliver asked.

"Of course she would be like that. But she doesn't hate me." Amelie replied. Oliver scoffed.

"Of course she does. She is going to come down and say she is moving out."

"She won't. If she found this relationship repulsive, she would have left a long time ago. She will get over it."

"Maybe it's because you're the oldest vampire and she doesn't want to upset you? Have you ever thought of that?" Oliver asked.

"I don't get upset easily." Amelie replied.

"Yeah right. You were pretty upset when Sam died." Oliver said. That surprised me. How could he say that? Then a second later, I heard a loud thump and a crash.

"Get out. You never mention his name, ever." Amelie growled. The door opened and she pushed Oliver out. I, as quietly as I could, went back up the stairs so they couldn't see me.

"You'll lose her. Your jealousy will cost you a girlfriend. You know that." Oliver said. Amelie growled louder then went quiet.

"Get out. Now."

Oliver sighed, then shrugged. "Fine. Don't say I didn't warn you." The front door opened and closed.

Amelie went back into the office and shut the door. I got up and thought about whether I should go and see her. Maybe my calming influence will work again? I should go and apologize. After being here with her for so long and listening secretly to her conversations, I have figured out that all Amelie wants is a little company. The bodyguards and the maids don't make good companions.

So, I walked down the stairs and opened the living room door. Amelie looked up at me from behind her desk. "Oh, hello Claire."

"Hi... Umm listen, I need to tell you something."

Amelie's Point of View

"You're not leaving." I said. I presumed after Claire's outburst yesterday, that she is saying she is leaving.

"Um, no that's not what I was going to say." Claire says. "I will stay, but please don't mess with my mind again. You don't need to do that, I already told you that there's no reason to be worried about me and Michael."

I sighed. "So you don't hate me then?"

"Well, I did at first because Michael is my best friend and he's alone now in the house and I don't even remember meeting him. But I figured you just wanted... company."

"Okay, then. But we're not companions, are we?" I asked. Claire shook her head. "Good."

"I just want one thing..."

"What is it?"

"Undo what you did to me. Please, I need to prove to Michael I still remember him." Claire pleaded.

I thought about it for a moment. "No."

"Why not?"

"If I mess with your mind too much, it might do some damage." I replied.

"Well, apart that night and yesterday that's twice. Is there a limit or something?"

"I'm not undoing it. I'm not worried about anything, I just don't want you seeing Michael." I opened a folder on Common Grounds and looked through for a paper Oliver had demanded I sign.

"I know you don't like hearing this, but you're jealous. You can't stand me meeting Michael, because you think something will happen. It won't! Why don't you stop being so obsessed with keeping me away from other guys?"

I had had enough with Oliver and Claire calling me jealous! I glared at Claire then threw her against the wall and held her by her neck. "I am not jealous! I keep you away for a reason and I won't tell you why until you apologize."

Suddenly a terrible headache overcame me and Claire's skin felt like-

"Christopher." I growled. Claire's form dissolved and the half dead form of Christopher replaced her. "Where is she?"

"You don't treat her very well, do you?" He asked. "Or know her very well. I would have thought it would have been hard to impersonate her because you live together so much, but this was easy."

"I think killing you would be easy too." I said. "Where is she?"

"Why should I tell you? You clearly don't care for her properly, if you try to strangle her against the wall."

Don't listen, he is only try it to wind you up. Sometimes a little voice can be useful. My bodyguards came in and grabbed Christopher and tried to drag him out. They quickly let go and held their heads. He must have got mind powers while he was recovering.

While Christopher was busy playing with my guards, I grabbed a letter opener off the desk stabbed his head, but he moved at the last second so the opener went into his neck. It was good enough though.

Christopher yelled and took the knife out of his neck. Pale blood gushed out the wound. I picked up the knife before he could kick it away. "Put it down."

"You think you have the right to give me orders?" I asked. "I will stab you again, if you do not tell me where Claire is."

"You know what I can do. I can stop you before-" I stabbed his shoulder. I am done listening to him.

"Tell me where she is."

"Or what?" Christopher was now holding his shoulder and neck.

I smiled. "Or I will get my nice bodyguards to hold you still, while I stab your brain. How's that?"

"They can't touch me."

"We can with gloves." The blonde haired guard said.

Christopher looked from the knife to the guards. I could see him shaking. Good. "Fine! She's in the loft. Can I go now?"

"Of course not. You will just come back." I said and smiled at the look of horror on his face. I nodded to the guard behind him and he snapped Christopher's neck then I stabbed his head all the way down to the hilt.

I got up and went upstairs with the blond guard. He opened the loft and jumped into the loft. It was a few seconds before he re-emerged with a sleeping Claire. He jumped down. "Put her in her room. Guard her door and make sure the windows are secure." I ordered.

The guard nodded and went down the hall and into her room. I went downstairs where I found that Christopher's body had gone. I went outside in the garage and found his body on fire.

"He was twitching, Ma'am. We didn't want to run the risk he would come back."

"It's fine. Get rid of the ashes once your done." I said and went inside.

What did everyone think of the plot twist? Claire was Claire then somewhere along the licensee was knocked out and Christopher took over heh heh heh.

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