CHAPTER NINE - Live or die - Shane's POV A crowd gathered as we all waited for Eve to get her car. Please hurry, i thought. I never lifted my eyes off Claire, until i heard a voice that i would now hate forever. Monica's. "Oh dear, what's happened here?" The sarcasm in her voice would of been easy to tell from a mile away. Monica scanned the scene and smirked. "Poor Claire! Dont worry Shane i am totally worth it. Im sure this will be a good story for our future child, maybe even the papers, and not juust the papers in morganville-" Her voice cut off as a pale hand tightened around her throat. She gagged. Michael tightened his grip and shook her like a rag doll. "You will leave Shane alone and when Claire gets through this you will NEVER go near her again. And if you do you won't be seeing daylight for a very long time." I didnt want to listen to anything else, so i looked back down at Claire and blocked out all the noises. Only one could get my attention; the familiar sound of Eve's car. I carefully placed Claire's head on the ground and slid my hands under her, as several others did. We all lifed and put her in the backseat. I scrambled in and sat next to her, stroking away her blood stained hair. Now, i was no vampire but i could defiantly smell blood. I straightened my back and lifted my shirt off, softly dabbing at her wounded chest. I may of been hullicating but i swear i saw a flicker from her eyes. And in that split second i saw pure pain, both physical and emotional.