Chapter four
The room was deathly silent as sylar sat staring at the floorboards whilst everyone else sent daggers his way. He knew what he did was wrong, But was there really any need for the amount of staring they did? Even without Sylar's very strong sense of hearing he could hear every word that Peter and Claire were saying to eachother. Sylar had to restrain himself from smiling in glee when he heard Claire say she would trust him.
Bad move...
Sylar shook his head before raising it to watch the door open and a familiar Blonde step out. Her once harsh eyes were now filled with despair as she looked to Sylar. He wasted no time in standing up to face her more before he realised a single tear had made it's move from her young eyes to her cheek. Peter walked out behind her and stood next to Claire before whispering something in her ear. Claire looked up and nodded before shuffling close to him.
Claires thin hand started to tremble, The events of the night and the fact that she would be living with a murderer all flooded her head at once. Her head grew fuzzy and she started to grow dizzy. Sylar noticed this and placed his hands on her shoulder. Out the corner of his eye he saw Noah visibly stiffen at the sight of a maniac touching his daughter. Sylar smirked at him and looked back down at Claire. She was shorter than him but even at this distance he could see her face clearly. "Dont think for one second this is me forgiving you. I may have pretended to accept the fate that i now have but i won't forgive you that easy. So just take me away and lets get this over with." Claire said before hugging everyone around her and then making her way to the door.
Sylar watched as she silently said her goodbyes and moved to the door. She stepped outside, Waiting for Sylar to follow. Sylar didn't bother with any witty comments as he followed her outside. He shut the door behind him and grabbed onto claire before rising up into the sky, quickly taking off full speed towards New York.