I rolled out of bed, my small feet hitting the cold wooden floor, I stretched my arms above my head standing on the very tips of my toes stretching out my back. I picked up one of Michaels old shirts that was lying across the back of my reading chair. As I placed the cold, oversized material around my naked body I tiptoes around the bed only glancing back at the sleeping beauty of a man in my bed when I reached the door. I placed a small hand on the door the other twisting the handle to open with out a sound I pulled open the door slipping out into the cold deserted hall way. I continued my venture to the kitchen, the early morning sun beaming threw the windows illuminating the fact I have to dust soon. As I was caught up in the thought of dust bunnies, I felt a small warm wet thing touch my hand, I look down to find our dog buster. His dark brown fur shinning in the morning light as he looked at me, tail wagging wildly, eyes open in love and admiration. I gave him a soft tap on the head and walked to open the back door for him. He bounded off into the garden chasing pigeons away, I smiled at his antics walking over to turn the kettle on. I reached up and pulled 2 mugs from the cupboard, both chipped, broken but glued together again. These mugs they represented us, this house, Morganville and it's struggle for humanity on both vampire and human life. Each chip represented a struggle, a struggle to bring very, very old vampires into changing times. Each crack, reminding us the scars of what we have come from and each break glued back together like a community coming together again after hard time.
I continued my day dream out the window watching buster skip around the garden, never did I noticed someone walking into the kitchen. Cold arms snaked around my waist a heavy sleepy head snuggled into my neck.
'Good morning beautiful' a husky, sleepy voices whispered into my ear, a voice I needed to hear everyday to keep me sane!
'Good morning handsome' I spoke a small smile playing on my lips.
'why didn't you wake me?' He asked stepping away to continue making the tea.
'you always look so peaceful when you sleep' I told him turning to face the man of my dreams, Michael Glass.
It had been 2 years since Shane Collins entered this house. He left Morganville, when everyone was celebrating new laws and regulation being put in place for vampires and humans he slipped out the gates. In a stolen car with fake ID he was lose. That was a year and a half ago. To say Morganville has changed in that time was properly an understatement.
NARATOR P.O.V!
Clare re-decorated the secret room, it still has the old sofa and also the old sofa from the lounge, but now the walls wear a brighter cream colour, a window had been fitted, the floor had been sanded down and varnished making it looked modern but with the feel of comfort and old books. The room looked bigger, a small fluffy rug lie in the middle of the room. a small desk was located at the far end of the room covered in Physics/Science books, a new phone, touch lamp and photos of the 'family' - Ameile, Oliver, Myrin and Sam in one photo, in the other Michael and Buster out on a sunshine filled winter day. The lighting had been re-fitted to make the room brighter and when you opened the door the lights wear censored to turn on as soon as you approach the 1 step. The room was no longer the 'secret room' but more Clare's study filled with enormous amounts of paper work.
The living room has been refurbished with a L shaped sofa under the window with matching corner chairs all black, the TV was still there but moved up top of the mantel piece on top of the new fitted open fire. 2 ceiling high bookcases where fitted each side of the fireplace, complete with many books, also containing games, game consuls and the free view box. The walls wear a light cream colour but the feature wall was a creamy chocolate brown colour really bring out the fireplace. The stairs have been re-painted and re-carpeted all the way through the landing to. Coming strait from the front door threw the lounge and into the Kitchen, nothing much about the kitchen apart from all the counters have been refurbished and a new stove highlighting the room completely. The old store room was refitted with a fridge and a freezer, still small shelving to contain canned food or packets. Busters bed was in the kitchen as well but he was free to roam the house at any point. All the doors in the house are new and stronger than before, all have deadbolts fitted. Outside has received as much attention as the inside, The wood had been replaced in some places but sanded down and painted in a creamy white. A new addition to the porch is a swinging chair, pinned to the wall by the door was the founders symbol, gleaming and proud. The garden has a new white fence post surrounding the front of the house, a tall brick wall cut it off covering the back of the house, rose bushes lined the path to the front door with big oak tree's either side in the yard. The back garden receiving attention as well was fitted with a new decking, small lighting illuminating the garden from the steps, complete with BBQ, table and chairs. Their fabulous new garden was always in use especially with the new security features and the new laws in town.
Maybe the biggest change of all was Clare becoming a vampire. Only a short time ago but she's settling in better than ever.