Sorry it's late; had a really weird week, enjoy!
Eve's pov
We sat with Amelie for hours, she kept making us explain the website; she is beyond worried, her vampire plain skin is like an onion with her eyes piercing and full of undiscovered terror. Now we sit around Claire… at Shane's bedside. Shane's sick; the vampire blood is attacking him from the inside. I can't stop looking at my CB; trying to act strong, giving her stomach a honest rub whilst holding Shane's hand firmly.
My only hope is that it's been proven; they were feeding them vampire blood, and unlike what Frank said large amounts can cause death-basically. He's hooked up to so many machines; all making bussing sounds; Amelie sits royal like in her chair trying to talk to Claire but her eyes are blank… nothing makes any sense to her now. She's alone without Shane.
At least at the fight club, she knew he was there and alive whereas, now she doesn't know; the doctors try to reassure her but our little Claire isn't stupid she knows something is very, very wrong.
I'm sitting on Michael's lap just watching, I can't promise things will get better because I just can't; I won't lie… I'm scared. Shane may be a dick but, Claire needs him.
Actually we all need him and that just scary in itself.
Shane's pov
I want to open my eyes and see my Claire but … I just can't. Everything is white; too bright and perfect; that's not me. Like Claire has always said we definitely aren't perfect; that's a bit of a understatement I think! We are in no way perfect, literally I just wish I could take Claire in my arms and promise her she will be safe but I can't. I can't keep her safe anymore… literally I just can't. I hurt her bad enough myself; someone like me can't protect her.
Anyway I can hear all their voices still, alongside some new ones. They must be doctors and of course the one and only Amelie. Amelie has been talking to Claire for a while now with absolutely no reply; I've got a reply for her… I'm going to live! She keeps talking about my death and I swear to god I'm not going to die.
I just can't; I have too much to live for. My Claire, my friends, my baby; if there is anything else it isn't that important because this is my life… I don't want to die.
Claire's pov
Shane lies here so peaceful; he looks like he's deep in sleep, but he isn't. Shane is in intensive care in the founders hospital; he's in danger of dying. I'm not going to be weak and not say it because I can't hide from the truth; Shane's my world but I can't say I know he is going to live, the blood has affected every major organ… it's fighting against his mortal life.
The doctors are all too happy and positive; that's not real. They know Shane's condition is worse than ever before. Needles bruise his skin; machines beep in every corner of the room but the worst is his body looks cold… something he never is. They are trying to replace his blood, pint by pint to overcome the power inside but it's a struggle; it's not fast enough nor is it strong enough- it looks bad.
The baby inside is begging for my time; but I just can't find the part of me that wants to love it. I think I need Shane. I love him, it's sad but true he may have hurt me but he's my first; showing love and honesty and making me actually believe in the idea of love.
I don't know why Shane picked me, a small mousy geek but he did and I'm not letting him die. I will sit and talk for hours to him until I get him back; weeks, months, years… he's my soul-mate and that's all there is to it.
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