Chapter 8- Nothing Happened
Sylar talks to Peter about his thinking
2 hours later-Sylar's house
"Sylar, what happened man?" Peter asks as he grabs two beers. "Nothing, nothing happened, she was totally out of control, she complained about everything. Ugh, chicks" Slams down his beer. "Hey Calm down man, now tell me what happened"
Meanwhile at Elle's
"Stupid, stupid, how could I be so dumb? I guess I really am a Blonde uh?" Claire looks at Elle "Elle, what happened?" Elle answers" Sylar happened, that brain stealer thinks I'm some kind of a cheap hooker"
"What do you mean Hooker?" " He took me to some cheap strip club for our date, than he spilled the dessert on me. And than that jerk wanted me to strip for him like those cheap sluts" Elle throws her shoe
"I have never seen you this upset before. What is this Elle?" Elle looks at her " A temper tantrum, Claire. What else could it be?" Claire sits beside her "Elle, I think your in love with him" she smiles at Elle
"WHAT"
Back at Sylar's
"Sylar, what is the matter with you? A strip club" he shakes his head "What more could she have wanted?"
"Well for one not being treated that way, she wanted something romantic" Sylar looks at him "I'm evil Peter, I steal brains. How can a guy like me be romantic?" Peter smiles "You haven't been that evil lately Sylar, there is something she brings out in you." Sylar grins "like what" Peter turns to face him "Your falling in love with her man, your in love Sylar, face it man. See ya tomorrow" Peter leaves. "Could he be right? Am I in love with her?"
The end of Chapter 8. Two more to go