Michael's P.O.V.
After finishing calling Eve every name under the sun, shocking her by raveling her actions she thought i was clueless about. I told her to get her stuff when Clare and I aren't in the house, that way she wont upset Clare telling her the truth, her best friend is the 1 her ex boyfriend was sleeping with.
Shane tried to attack me, throwing punches like a blind man, he didn't like that i was calling Eve names, didn't like the threats about not coming near the house. She deserved everything she got, she destroyed our house and destroyed my Clare.
I left leaving Shane unconscious on the floor and Eve crying pleading not to tell Clare. After Everything she's done she still cares about hiding her dirty little secret from Clare, as if their friendship will still be in-tacked, someday Clare will find out what they've done.
I decided not to stop off at the shop on the way home, Clare and I could always go tomorrow evening, i might even take her out for a meal. I took myself for a little run to the blood bank to cool off. Eve will have a chance to pick up her stuff when i am certain Clare isn't around. It was up to her to leave a note explaining her absence from our home, also explaining her absence from her friendship. I'd pick up the pieces of her actions i always did.
out of all of this cheating and lying it has only brought Clare and I closer.
I walked into the house,turning the music off as i went feeling a lot calmer. 'Anyone home?' I asked waiting to hear the sweet melted gold voice as Clare replied. But nothing, just silence. I listened hard, sure she should be home by now, she sent me a txt at 3 saying she was coming home early from work. I could hear two heart beats one erratic and one slow and cool.
I walked towards the stairs dodging Clare's green covered clothes, god knows what Myrin and her have been up to. I walked carefully up one step, there was something wrong i could feel it, something about the house just wasn't right. The houses normal feel of electricity was gone, replaced with a pulling feeling, it was pulling me to Clare's door. Fangs snapping down, eyes and ears working at a hunters level as the vampire within told me there wasn't something quiet right.
As I approached the top step my head turned towards Clare's room, still this force almost like gravity pulling me towards her room. I focused completely on the feel of the house, i couldn't hear any sounds. I approached the door with great caution. I stood outside leaning towards the door, my ear leaning towards the door more and more, inch by inch i was getting closer.
A muffled whimper could be heard on the other side. I knocked once 'Clare, you okay?' I asked cautiously.
A few precious seconds later there was sound of motion, like someone moving then a voice so full of pain, dread and helplessness 'MICHAEL!' Clare screamed from behind the door. It broke my heart.
I didn't wait, I kicked in her door. Standing in the door way like a avenging angel, eyes focused on the figure behind her, fangs down and stance a dangerous ready to attack. Clare was held from behind by none other than Shane bloody Collins.