His lips left a bitter taste that never seemed to leave; they felt harsh and freezing as they locked on hers.
The warmth fled from them, and all that was left was bruises.
Pretending to sleep was the only way she could be away from his watching eyes that never left her.
When ever she dared to open her eyes the light flooded in, reminding her that in one quick moment she could jump through it and be free.
"A fine idea, but not a smart one, Claire-bear."
His voice made her heart go into hyper-drive, and his cold breath left shivers all over her body.
Claire tried to make her heart slow down, because she knew that he loved fear and right now she was full of it.
"You see, I'd be down there waiting, I might even catch you."
She closed her eyes as tight as possible, not waiting to look at him and the smile haunting that was growing on his lips, (killer, murder, nightmare man leave me be).
A shudder went threw her, as he buried his face in her hair, she could feel him inhaling.
"Mmm, you smell like apples and lilies, Claire-bear."
Anger replaced her fear, as his unworthy lips muttered out the words that only one person was allowed to say.
Claire pulled away; it was quick so he had no time to pull her back.
There was an eerie happiness to his features, the crazy coming out a little at a time.
"You could be my Claire-bear, my someone"
Claire let out a small gasp as his hands closed on her arms, bringing her closer to him, so close his cold breath was covering her face.
"My lover, my someone, here to save me, here to be mine"
Sylar's lips fell on her cheek, staying there like he never wished to let her go.
It was like she was trapped, forever in this madness, a sea of it, and she could never resurface.