Heroes--Club

Sylar focused all of his attention on her, trying, failing to conceal his drastically conflicting emotions. He furrowed his fine dark brows as he held her against the wall with his mind, hand outstretched. Frustration, anger, suspicion, hope....... fear, tenderness....... It all boiled up inside of him into a strange concoction dripping with both love and hate. One twitch of his thumb would kill her, lowering his hand would instantly release her, and his mind begged him simultaneously to do both. He couldn't go through this again, he couldn't feel this intimacy, this closeness only to have it ripped away once more....... It was too much. He c