Page 15 of See No Evil


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Chapter Six

“You can’t say something like that and then not tell me why,” I say, following him outside, where I find Snoop running on the grass. Where the hell is Christina?

“Can’t you just take my word for it?” he asks, gesturing for me to sit down before he does. He’s a fucking gentleman so he can’t be that bad, can he? I go by actions, not words. So he can go on about how he’s the big bad wolf, but until I see it for my own eyes, I’m not going to heed any of his warnings. I probably should, but I’m stubborn, and I stupidly believe in the good in people. I’m a fixer.

“No.”

“I have a past, Brielle. I’m not worthy of what I see in your eyes when you look at me.”

My eyes widen as those words leave his lips. Am I so openly read?

“What do you see?” I ask him, unable to remove my gaze from his.

“Curiosity,” he says, then clears his throat. “Lust. Want. Need.”

“You just say anything, don’t you?” I say, sighing.

“And you don’t? I like open honesty. It’s a lot better than playing games, don’t you think?” he asks, taking a sip of his coffee then putting the mug down on the floor. “I don’t know what you want from me, Brielle, but I can’t give it to you. No one ever tries to talk to me, or wants to get to know me. Why do you? Why can’t you just be like everyone else?”

“Why would anyone want to be like everyone else?” I fire back. “Why do you try to hide yourself by wearing loose black clothing, by covering your face as much as you can? Why don’t you want any attention?”

“That’s quite an assumption,” he says, using my previous words against me.

“I don’t claim to know anything about you, Sylar,” I say, shifting on my seat. “Just that I want to. Is that so bad? Am I so unappealing that you’d never want to spend time with me?”

I’m laying myself bare here. He can reject me, and I’m just going to have to live with that. At least I took a chance, put myself out there. The worst he can say is no, and then I go on with my life. It’s fine. We’ve only just met, so it’s not hard to walk away, yet the draw with him is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. Everything in me is telling me that this is where I should be. Who am I to ignore that?

“You’re not unappealing,” he says in a low tone. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, Brielle.”

My breath hitches. I’m about to reply when I hear my best friend’s laugh echoing through the house. Snoop runs up to me and sits next to my leg, tongue lolling around after having more than his share of exercise. I pick him up and place him on my lap.

He thinks I’m the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen, and he’s still warning me away from him?

Why?

“I don’t get you,” I tell him. “You need to just ask me out.”

“Ask you out?” he repeats, dragging each word out as if foreign.

“Yes,” I say, determined to have my way. “On a date. So we can get to know each other better, and so I can make my own judgment of you.”

“So I can get attached to you before you decide I’m not good enough?” he asks, laughing bitterly. “No, Brielle, I’d rather not know you.”

Now it’s him giving so much away with just his words.

Why would he think he’d not be good enough? No one should feel that way. I don’t care what people have done in the past, the past doesn’t define anyone, only the present does. And right now, I don’t see him being a bad person. Then again, what do I know? I’m only seeing what I want to see.

“You can’t never let anyone in, Sylar,” I say softly, his words hitting me. I thought I was bad, that my walls were high, but they have nothing on his. Who is this man before me, and what is he hiding?

“Bree?” Christina calls, spotting me through the kitchen window. She comes outside, unable to hide her cringe. “What are you doing here? Did you come out looking for Kitty too?”

“Something like that,” I say, telling her with my eyes that I’m going to kill her the second we’re alone.

Spencer walks out behind her and wraps his arm around her shoulders. “Well, what do we have here?”

Sylar keeps his eyes on me, not bothering to look at his brother. I really hope the fact I was hiding behind a bush doesn’t come out, but if it does, it will probably be Christina who brings it up.

“We’re going out to grab something to eat, why don’t the two of you join us?” Spencer asks, studying Sylar.

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