CHAPTER 16!!!
Title: Run
Author: Me
Pairing: Sylar, Claire
Warning: None for this chapter
Summary: Read previous chapters
Chapter 16
Claire was in her room, throwing darts at a target bored in her room.
She imagine that it was Sylar who she was stabbing and not a wall.
"Cold-hearted-murdering-prick!" She threw a dart with every word she
said. She threw the last dart so hard, the target fell off the wall.
She couln't take Sylar's face out of her head. He was ingraved in her
and she couln't get rid of him... Nor did she want to.
She hated herself for that. For wanting to see the man who is
keeping her alive for a good screw. Yet again, she did have
a habit of jumping to conclusion, but why else would he keep her
alive for especially when she has the one thing that he wants
more then anything else?
It'se been 2 weeks since their little encounter in Nathan's party
and that's all she's been able to think about.
Claire's thoughts were interupted by a knocking on the door.
"Claire? Are you read?"
Claire sighed and grabbed her handbag. "Yeah."
Nathan was having another congress party and he wanted
Claire to be there. Claire was looking very beautiful and
she wanted to go to support her father, but she didn't
feel like running into Sylar. She honestly didn't know
what she would do if she were to see him again.
"Um... Grandma? Is it okay if I sit this one out? I'm not
feeling very well."
Claire was looking for any reason to not go.
Mrs. Petrelli walked over to Claire with concern.
She put her hand on Claire's forhead.
"Well, you're alittle warm but it's nothing severe."
Claire actually rubbed her forhead on a heating pad,
but the warmness was leaving her face.
Mrs. Petrelli put her hand on Claire's chin.
"It would mean alot to Nathan for you to be there tonight."
Claire felt a bit of guilt. She really did want to support him.
"I'll tell you what, Claire; we go to the party, and in half
an hour or so if you still don't feel good, I'll bring you back
myself. Okay?"
Claire smiled to her grandmother and nodded her head in
approval.
Claire got in the car, wishing more then anything in the world
to not run into him.
The minute they got to the resort, Claire thought she saw a
tall man in a black trench coat, but when she looked again,
he was gone.
Her heart started raising and she looked around again.
"Claire? Everything alright?"
She shot her eyes tight and forced Sylar out of her head.
"Yeah. I'm fine"
Claire walked into the lobby, feeling a pair of brown eyes
watching her every move.
.......
Watcha think? Don't u love how I made Sylar abit stalker-ish?
lol COMMENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ♥
Author: Me
Pairing: Sylar, Claire
Warning: None for this chapter
Summary: Read previous chapters
Chapter 16
Claire was in her room, throwing darts at a target bored in her room.
She imagine that it was Sylar who she was stabbing and not a wall.
"Cold-hearted-murdering-prick!" She threw a dart with every word she
said. She threw the last dart so hard, the target fell off the wall.
She couln't take Sylar's face out of her head. He was ingraved in her
and she couln't get rid of him... Nor did she want to.
She hated herself for that. For wanting to see the man who is
keeping her alive for a good screw. Yet again, she did have
a habit of jumping to conclusion, but why else would he keep her
alive for especially when she has the one thing that he wants
more then anything else?
It'se been 2 weeks since their little encounter in Nathan's party
and that's all she's been able to think about.
Claire's thoughts were interupted by a knocking on the door.
"Claire? Are you read?"
Claire sighed and grabbed her handbag. "Yeah."
Nathan was having another congress party and he wanted
Claire to be there. Claire was looking very beautiful and
she wanted to go to support her father, but she didn't
feel like running into Sylar. She honestly didn't know
what she would do if she were to see him again.
"Um... Grandma? Is it okay if I sit this one out? I'm not
feeling very well."
Claire was looking for any reason to not go.
Mrs. Petrelli walked over to Claire with concern.
She put her hand on Claire's forhead.
"Well, you're alittle warm but it's nothing severe."
Claire actually rubbed her forhead on a heating pad,
but the warmness was leaving her face.
Mrs. Petrelli put her hand on Claire's chin.
"It would mean alot to Nathan for you to be there tonight."
Claire felt a bit of guilt. She really did want to support him.
"I'll tell you what, Claire; we go to the party, and in half
an hour or so if you still don't feel good, I'll bring you back
myself. Okay?"
Claire smiled to her grandmother and nodded her head in
approval.
Claire got in the car, wishing more then anything in the world
to not run into him.
The minute they got to the resort, Claire thought she saw a
tall man in a black trench coat, but when she looked again,
he was gone.
Her heart started raising and she looked around again.
"Claire? Everything alright?"
She shot her eyes tight and forced Sylar out of her head.
"Yeah. I'm fine"
Claire walked into the lobby, feeling a pair of brown eyes
watching her every move.
.......
Watcha think? Don't u love how I made Sylar abit stalker-ish?
lol COMMENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ♥