We Must Run So We Can Hide: A Michael/Claire FanFic
Michael&Claire chapters will come later in the story! Be patient readers!
Rated T for language.

Claire's POV:

"I hate you!" I yelled. How could I have just said that? To him. To Shane. To the one boy that I loved so much. He stared at me with wide, furious eyes. My eyes fell on the half naked girl next to him, she was only in her underwear and Shane was shirtless.

I knew that something else would've happened if I hadn't have interfered. In a way I was glad. If something was happening behind my back, then I had the right to know what it was. No matter how painful it was to hear, or see for that matter.

"Claire, please understand-" He started but I stopped him, holding up one hand in defence.

"No. Don't. You don't get to explain yourself. You don't deserve Jack." I stormed out the room, slamming his door as I did. The tears started to come then, streaming down my face endlessly.

I wanted to run and hide, hide away until somebody came and helped me through this world full of pain.

I slammed my bedroom door next, making the house ache in pain. I didn't care. The house could feel what it wanted. I grabbed the rucksack which I used everyday and shoved clothes into it, I needed to get out of here.

Go somewhere. Anywhere away from Shane and that whore. She was blonde, Shane had always liked the blondes. Was I not good enough for him? Was that it? How did I ever think that he could love me. I'm nothing special.

I'm Claire Danvers. Intelligent and useless to most.

I threw the bag over my shoulder after I packed the necessities which I thought I needed. I ran down the stairs and Eve clomped in front of the front door. Stopping me from exiting.

"Claire, going somewhere?" She noticed my tear struck face and wrapped her arms around me in a tight embrace.

"It's all my fault, I'm so stupid!" I yelled through tears, she attempted to sooth me and it wasn't working. Nothing would calm me down right now. Not even the sound of Michael's guitar. He wasn't here. If he was he would stop me from doing something I would regret. He was the light at the end of the tunnel. I felt safe with him. He was a vampire after all. My friend.

"What's your fault, sweetie?" She asked, I pulled back and tried to hold back the tears as I explained.

"S-Shane's been sleeping with someone else. She'd a blonde fucking whore. She's upstairs in his room." Eve turned and I pulled her back,

"No, Eve." I snapped at her, she stared at me with wide eyes, her dramatic eyeliner making her eyes seem ten times as big.

"What are you gonna do? Just let him get away!" She glared,

"Yes. We have to, Eve. Even if he is sorry for everything he's done. I..I can't do it anymore. He'd betrayed me...He doesn't deserve my trust. He doesn't deserve anything." I felt tears come on the last few words and I turned around and ran out the door into the night. She didn't run after me, I heard her grab her phone and speak to someone rapidly.

I didn't have a care in the world as to where I was going. Not to mention the fact that it was night-time in Morganville and I was alone. It was like I had a 'Eat me for free' sign hanging on me in big white letters and it was glowing in the dark. It sounded like something was following me, but every time I turned around, all I saw was the same black darkness. Paranoia.

I was walking in the direction of Myrnin's lab, it was the only safe place which I could think of right now. Well, I say safe...This was Myrnin I was on about. Well, I thought. It's got to be better than staying out here. I could trust him. I thought I could anyway.

I knocked on the door and I heard a few chairs fall and the door opened slowly, Myrnin was wearing a long black costume type of thing, people would laugh at him normally. It went down to his shins and on his feet were his vampire bunny slippers, I smiled slightly and the tears began again. I started to shake and he pulled me inside, quickly shutting the door behind me, locking it securely.

"Claire, what ever is the matter?" He asked, pulling me to a chair and sitting me down in it. He knelt down to my level in front of me, for some reason it reminded me of something that my father would do. "Claire..." He whispered and wiped the tears away, moved some of my hair out of my face and placed a hand on my shoulder.

I fell forwards onto his shoulder and he held me there, he sighed and scooped me up into his arms, he walked into his 'bedroom' if you could call it that and placed me on the bed. Everything was blurry, I was exhausted and felt sick to the stomach. He pulled the covers over me after taking off my rucksack and sat down on the bed next to me. That was the last thing I remembered before I blacked out.

Michaels POV:

"Michael! Michael where are you?" Eve spoke rapidly at the other end of the phone.

"Eve? I'm on my way home, why?" I turned a corner and sped up.

"It's Claire a-and it's Shane," it sounded like she was trembling and crying. I sighed and slammed the car door as I parked outside the house. I flashed in front of the door and opened it with my keys, I heard Eve shriek and I dashed up the stairs to her room.

She jumped up to me and wrapped her arms around me, we had never had a thing for each other and never would. I...sort of liked Claire. So whatever Shane had done to hurt her, he would pay.

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