"So you forgive me, Mohinder?"
My words came out as a quiet hiss in his waiting ear, a wicked grin spreading across my face (say no, you die doctor).
He still was smiling that childish and goofy grin of his, but this time he was aiming it at the Maya girl (little miss black tears).
A sneer came to my lips like it belonged there forever more.
What did this bimbo think she was doing around my Mohinder?
She stupidly smiled at me, only seeing my friendly face of blond hair and blue eyes and believing in the myth that was my childish innocence.
Stupid, stupid little girl, if Mohinder wasn't here I would tear her pretty little face off, such a weak one.
At one point I was face to face with Sylar (Stupid name, stupid man), and all I could think about was how much better Mohinder smells then Mr. Serial Killer, it was like tea was seeping from his pores rather then brains and blood.
"Or course I do, El. You saved us, we owe you our lives."
Those words brought another smile bigger then the first time he said them (cool).
He was such fun saying words that made my ears and heart happy with glee.
I was over excited, the battle between Sylar had lasted only a few seconds (longer then the last one, that fights another story) and I had been planning on a long one.
I needed to hit something or someone, watch them shudder with pain and fall to the ground maybe add some pretty sparks.
Right now I had my mind set on Maya and those deadly eyes of hers.
She gushed like a high school girl that spent her time telling gossip and going boy crazy.
Her words were made of stupid and when she spoke my mind seemed always want to block her out and blow her up one little bit at a time.
How stupid could this girl be? Trusting such men that walk around with dirt and blood on their souls. So gullible, So much power and such a little brain.
"Do you forgive me, Mohinder? I almost killed you and Molly!"
sniffle, sniffle
That sneaky little bitch!
Did she hear me and Mohinder's whispers? It seemed that we had a little problem and just in time. Mohinder needed to be tested just like every man, if he chooses the hoe he loses and if he chooses me he wins!
"No."
I spoke for him, standing my ground and hissing my words like a hungry snake.
"El. Why would I need to forgive you? Maya? You did nothing wrong."
Got a moment I prayed that he was going to say, 'Why would I forgive you?' But just my luck to like someone who can can't say a swearword or one bad thing about ANYONE.
A smile that I wished was for me fell on his lips. With one little pinch to the bare skin of his arm the smile quickly fell to a frown, my work was done.
I gave him a sweet little smile like the sweet little girl I was, just for him and him alone. I wasn't going down without a fight, words or fists. I wasn't going down, period.
"Forgive me, Mohinder."
"For what, El."
"Oh you'll find out soon enough."