122 Cell Mates

Continuation of Silas's POV:

Everest appeared in the room after a few minutes, sitting Sylar down on the other cot. He had a bracelet on that I recognized as the one we kept for taking powers away and would suppress vampire urges. Everest walked out and locked the cell on us quickly then walked away, whistling. Oh man... I'm locked in. I felt the air conditioner cut on then, blowing a cold temperature. Sylar curled up in his cot and got under the thin blanket, sounding like he was ready for a nap, grumbling about something. I watched him curiously and then started to play with my tail quietly. Well... at least it's not Hell yet... more like hanging out in a cold cell together while waiting for help to get us out. I heard his grumble fading as he stretched out on the cot, getting comfortable as much as possible. He yanked his shirt off and threw it across the room before shoving his pants off and kicked them to the ground. I frowned then. Does he not realize I'm in here? I looked at him then sighed softly. Well, I've seen it before. I'm not going to tell him to put his clothes back on if he doesn't want them on.

"Stay. On. That. Side. Of. The. Room." He hissed out coldly at me. I frowned at him.

"Okay," I mumbled and curled up into a small ball, watching him. He pulled the sheet over his head then.

"You smell like death and blood." I laughed a little then.

"Well... we did kill someone," I told him calmly.

"No.... I did. You just stood around beside me." He mumbled.

"Oh, well I was there when you killed someone," I corrected myself.

"Huh?" He asked like he didn't hear me. I looked him over then.

"Nothing, just correcting myself," I told him and then turned onto my back. He adjusted himself again before grabbing the pillow and bringing it closer to his chest. I glanced his way then purred softly. I guess this is alright. We aren't killing each other.... Though he might try to in my sleep. "Sorry about biting you earlier," I whispered to him. "I'll do better about it in the future and keep my temper in check. I shouldn't have taken it out on you."

"I'm not sorry about the knife incidents," he told me. "I found them amusing."

"I know," I hummed out. "I could tell by the look on your face when you had me stabbed. You're not that hard to read."

"Goooooooood. I hope you have bad dreams today about me stabbing you some more.... then when you wake up.... Whose to say you will?"

"Well, if you killed me... you would lose a good source of entertainment," I told him and purred, giving a small smirk. Got him there. If I'm dead, he can't get amusement out of stabbing me anymore. He'd have to find something else.

"I have a boyfriend," he mumbled. "He can dust something for me..... or wash my body for me."

"Yeah, but you'd lose the person who you can vent your anger on," I told him and laughed a little. "You've been doing it to me for awhile now."

"I'm only angry about a handful of things... that are slowly fading into nothing.... Besides one." He chuckled. "I'll never.... ever..... ever...." He looked at me. "You get the point." I sighed then.

"Well, at least the rest is fading away," I told him then looked him over. He face planted his pillow and let out a groan. I watched him for a few seconds before I bit my bottom lip. Maybe I could get him to calm down some with me if I took a risk with him. I'll probably be dead if I do though.... "If it makes you happy... you could always rip my crystal out. We're stuck in a cell together. No one is nearby and could stop you from trying to kill me," I told him softly. I don't want to die, and I won't let him if he tries it and goes too far with it... but you know... comforting thoughts.

"Silas... I'm not in the mood for bad jokes." He told me as he lifted up his head to readjust himself. "I'm trying to fall asleep so I can waste a few hours in this cell." I frowned a little at him then. I guess I would be mad too if the love of my life suddenly up and left me, telling me to go love someone else while he ran off with another person.... I rubbed my chest then and looked away from him then.

"Okay, get some rest," I whispered to him. I doubt this will ever work out between us fully. Nothing can fix that- not really. I hurt him. I felt a sharp pain then as I smelled blood and looked down, seeing I had scratched my chest a bit, causing it to bleed. I frowned a little and groaned as it hurt. Fuck.

"What're you doing over there? That smells annoying." He looked towards me and frowned. "If you're hungry then you need to stop biting yourself and yell at that door for some blood."

"I didn't bite myself," I muttered to him then rubbed my chest. "I scratched myself too hard."

"Wimp," he mumbled and turned his back on me. "Stop playing cat scratch- you cat." I frowned and looked at him. I wonder if he'd care if I just up and suddenly died on him.... You know... I could show him that... and find that out for myself. If I take my crystal out and it manages to survive 24 hours in here with him... Everest will revive my crystal when he finds it. I could manage to do it in such a way that my crystal hides in the sheets. I sighed and shook my head. No... that's asking for it.

"Not a wimp," I mumbled.

"Are... too..." He mumbled. I frowned at him then. You know what... I think I will. I got up then and walked over to the middle, kneeling down in front of him.

"Sylar, I want you to take my crystal and crush it," I told him firmly. "I'm tired of fighting with you... and you're not going to be satisfied and completely happy unless you get what you want." If he crushes it... then I guess that's that... but you know... I can always run back to my side of the room if he tries to crush it.... I can't just up and leave Rei... but maybe it'll make him think.

"Silas... I don't want to crush your crystal. That's not good enough. I'm just mad at you and that's it. I don't like you like I use to."

"Yeah... but we could at least be brothers," I whispered to him then frowned. "But you always say you hate me... and if you truly hate me... then this is the best time for you to end me or at least torture me."

"I don't want to end you or tortu- okay I do want to torture you. That's fun. Especially when I get to see your face when I throw a knife at you. That's funny. You get all mad and it's funny." He looked at me. "I find amusement in your pain but if you did die.... I'd feel nothing and I'd just have my mate. Boring." I frowned at him then reached over, grabbing his hand and put it over my chest where my crystal was and watched him.

"Sylar," I mumbled then let go of his hand so his hand was resting above my crystal on it's own. I gave him a sad look then. Would he really feel nothing if I died all of a sudden? He frowned and sat up slowly, slinging his legs over the edge of the bed before he tackled me over and started to choke me. I stopped breathing and let him, letting my hands fall to my side. He looked me over and frowned before letting me go and went back to his bed, crawling back into it.

"Get off my side of the room." I sat up and stayed where I was, watching him and frowned.

"No," I told him softly and felt my crystal pulse in sadness. I was expecting him to do something... but he hadn't tried choking me before.

"Fine... sit there for all I care," he grumbled. "I hope you're enjoying the sight of me."

"No," I told him again and then frowned. I'd enjoy it much more if he was happier to see me. I leaned up against the bed and sat there then, curling my tail around my feet. He kicked me straight across the cheek then, knocking me off his bed.

"Silas, you can have the whole room but don't go taking my bed, you jerk." He got up and strutted to the other side of the room and got in my bed. I frowned and watched him, deciding to lay there in the floor then started scratching at my chest again absentmindedly, ignoring the pain as I stared at the ceiling. "Stop scratching," he growled. "That smell isn't helping." I frowned a bit but didn't stop. It hurt but at the same time, it was taking my mind off the fact that my brother was over there hating my guts. I heard him sit up then before a pillow landed in my face. I let it stay and scratched a little more at my chest, feeling the blood gathering around my fingers. I heard him walking towards me then before he bent down and took the pillow, sitting it on the bed. He yanked on my tail then. "I said stop it." He hissed. I yelped and started to tremble, freezing up at the feel of him holding my tail then started to cry. Why does he have to be like this?! He grabbed my hands and pinned them down by my sides. I struggled to get them back as my vision blurred up and I curled my tail close to me as I felt my crystal pulse in pain, somewhat exposed barely. Why does he hate me so much?! He leaned down to my chest and started to lick up the blood then. I whimpered and stopped struggling, sniffling as tears ran down my face. He's only doing that because he wants to see me suffer. He wants me to live so he can torture me more and tell me he hates me. He pulled back after a few minutes of licking me. My skin healing over. He grabbed the blanket off the bed and started to tie my hands up to the bed. I weakly tried to stop him, trying to get my hands back from him.

"Stop," I begged him quietly. "Leave me alone."

"So you can go back to your pity party and scratch away at your chest and make yourself bleed out all over to where I'm being drove mad on the other side of the room? No. Shut up and stay like this until we are set free."

"Well maybe I wouldn't be this way if it wasn't for you," I told him and tugged on my hands, another tear slipping down my cheek.

"Good." He purred. "You want me to smile at you every time I see you like I used to? Adore you and make you my favorite brother again?" He asked. "You want that? That's never going to be a thing anymore so kiss it goodbye. You can only have it in your memories because I'm not giving you that." I shook my head at him then.

"I would much rather you just not hate me," I told him quickly and tugged on my hands again before I went to tear into the blanket with my teeth to get free.

"I would rather not," he grumbled. "I like not liking you. It's fun. I get to throw knives at you." I got free then and tackled him, curling up on his chest. He groaned and tugged on my tail. "I don't like you Silas." I yelped and clung to him, trembling.

"I don't like you either," I mumbled to him. "I love you as my brother," I told him and buried my face into his chest. Why does he have to grab my tail?!

"I'm glad we're in agreement for not liking each other." He grabbed my shoulders and lifted me off of him. "Get off, fur ball." I looked towards his hands holding me up then grabbed them.

"No," I told him then managed to get back down to him, fighting him. I laid on top of him again and curled up.

"GET OFF!" He yelled and leaned in towards my neck, biting me again. I yelped but stayed where I was, trembling. He yanked back in annoyance. "We're not friends Silas. I don't let friends this close. Go away."

"No," I told him and growled a little this time before I wrapped my arms around him.

"You're gonna make me puke," he said in disgust.

"There's the floor," I told him calmly.

"I'm going to puke all over you. I will."

"Then you'll have puke on you cause I'm not moving." He yanked on my tail again.

"You better move! I don't want a fur ball on me. Especially when you've been sleeping around."

"I have not," I hissed lightly at him then trembled. I've got to do something about my tail.... Maybe I could slip it up my shirt the next time he lets go. He wouldn't dare go up my shirt for it.

"Silas!" He hissed. "I hate you." He squirmed and tried to get me off him.

"Love you," I purred to him and then kissed his cheek. You know what. I'm definitely not moving now. He growled and grabbed my neck then, starting to choke me.

"Get off me!" He hissed. I started making gagging noises to mess with him so he'd get some sort of satisfaction out of it. He glared me down and kneed between my legs. I yelped then clung to him before I closed my eyes. No way... I'm not moving. He let out a growl again before he started to cry. "Let me go!" He yelled. I stayed on him but opened my eyes, listening to him cry. He looked away from me and placed an arm over his eyes. "I hate you, don't you see? Go away Silas."

"No," I whispered, my voice softer this time as I looked up at him. "I'm not going away because you need me whether you like it or not. I love you. You're my brother, and I want to give the world to you. I want to be apart of your life- even though it wasn't the way you wanted sixteen years ago. I want to be your brother- your older brother. You don't have to run after me and giggle and act like you used to, but I want to be friends with you. I miss you, and if it takes me laying on you all day and all night, then I will." He got quiet then and tilted his head to the side, keeping his arm over his eyes. I watched him then purred softly. "It's okay. I know why you're mad at me.... I know why you've been saying those hateful things to me... and I don't blame you, but I'm not giving up on you either," I whispered then wrapped my arms around him. I started to softly hum our mom's lullaby to him and gently laid my head on his chest.

"Stop singing that," he hissed. "I don't want to hear it." He grabbed my shoulder and dug his nails in. I quit but stayed where I was, purring to him softly. "I don't care what you say Silas.... I still hate you," he mumbled. "Keep laying on me... you're acting like a fool and it's amusing."

"I'm not a fool. I know what it means to be a family," I whispered then looked up at him, giving a soft smile. "You do too.... You're just hurt, and that's okay. You don't have to love me right away. You don't have to like me right away either.... Just know I'm not giving up on you- ever."

"Well you've got eternity," he hissed. "Of waiting."

"Okay," I purred softly to him and gave him a loving look. "I can wait that long if I have to."

"Now get off," he hissed.

"No," I told him again and laid my head back down on his chest. He let out a groan. I could hear his heart racing a mile a minute. I chuckled softly at it and closed my eyes, listening to it. Poor Sylar. He doesn't know what to do, does he? I know he's just hurt... I can't blame him either.

"I'm never going to like you so get off me! Go lay in your cot and I have minute." He groaned. "The floor is freezing."

"Okay," I told him and looked up at him. "If the floor is freezing...." I picked him up as I got up then carried him over to my cot and placed him down in it then crawled back on top of him, laying down again. He hissed at me sharply.

"I. Hate. You." He growled.

"I love you," I mumbled and then laid my head back down against his chest.

"No I don't think you understand! I hate you now get off of me! I don't want you anywhere near me. I want you far away. You're not my brother Silas. Go away!" He groaned out. "You telling me you love me is not going to make me love you." I flinched a little but stayed where I was.

"I know," I whispered to him. "I know it won't. That's not the point. The point is I love you... no matter if you hate me."

"You disgust me," he grumbled out. "I'm going to burn my skin when I get out of here."

"No you won't," I mumbled then started to rub my head against his chest. He'll eventually wear out and pass out on me.

"I will! I'll take a century long shower too to get you off of me." He hissed. I laughed a little then and purred to him. A century long shower.... "I hope a god comes along and strikes you down," he grumbled. I nodded.

"They probably have tried Sylar. They probably have tried."

"Grrrrr!" He hit his head hard on the bed then. I nuzzled my head against his chest and slipped my tail up my shirt.

"Get some rest," I suggested.

"Not with you here," he growled.

"It's going to be a long day then," I told him softly.

"I'll wait until you fall asleep," he muttered. Oh, I've had training to stay up past the sunrise. It's hard to sleep if you have a daywalking mate that wants attention.

"Good luck with that," I purred to him sweetly.

"I could just snap your neck," he hissed angrily.

"You could," I hummed out then gently nuzzled my head against his chest again. "Or you could relax and realize that after 24 hours, they're going to unlock the door."

"At least I won't have a snake in bed with me," he hissed and went for my head then to snap my neck. I dodged his hands then kissed them. "Freak," he hissed and grabbed my horns. I purred to him then.

"Thanks," I told him and laughed a little. He's so going to snap my neck.... He narrowed his eyes before grabbing my hand and started to snap my fingers, dislocating them. I yelped and buried my face quickly into his chest, trembling, but I didn't dare pull my hand back from him. He kept it up with all ten fingers. I pulled my fingers back to me and looked at them, my crystal pulsing as I brought my index finger to my lips then forced it back into place. He looked away from me in annoyance.

"Drop dead," he grumbled. I started to put them all back into place slowly, grunting in pain every once in awhile. I looked up at him as I finished then kissed his cheek and laid my head back on his chest. "Silas.... get off of me. You lonely little beast. Monster. Serpent."

"No," I told him again then purred softly, watching him.

"Get off or I'll tell everyone what happened between us." He said seriously. I widened my eyes then.

"You wouldn't," I whispered. "You know they'd judge us both...."

"I'll let Rei know you did me right before meeting him." I widened my eyes then and looked at him before I slowly sat up.

"Do I really bother you that much?" I asked him softly and moved off him. No way in Hell am I letting him tell Rei. He watched me getting up with a bored expression on his face.

"I'm serious. Go over to the cot I was on and sit there. Stay up during the day and boil about hating me." I frowned at him then and got up, walking over to the cot and sat on it.

"I won't hate you," I told him as I sat down. "But I'll leave you alone if you won't tell Rei." If anyone tells Rei, I want it to be me that way he hears it from me and not someone else and I can have a chance to tell him I've changed since then if he doubts me. Sylar grabbed the blanket and quickly went under it.

"I won't," he muttered. I relaxed a little then and watched him.

"Thank you Sylar," I whispered to him then laid down, getting quiet. At least he won't tell Rei... or anyone else. I heard him curl up quickly into a ball on his side to make sure I wouldn't lay back down on him. I glanced at him then smiled softly. Maybe with time... he'll heal. I heard that after centuries of living, you'll forget things. He might forget we were ever a thing... and then I can work him back into liking me. I purred softly at the thought and found comfort in it as I curled up in my lonely cot. I guess there is hope... just waaaay down the road. I pulled out my phone then and turned away from him as I pulled up Rei's number.

Me: Hey baby, I went to the meeting. Lavender's twin is dead now. Sylar shot her.

Rei: That's great! I'm glad to hear he got his final blow on those two girls.

Me: Yeah, I'll be home tomorrow night too. I miss you.

Rei: Tomorrow night?

Me: I'm locked in a cell with Sylar in attempts to get along with him a little better rn or else I would be home. I'll be back as soon as I can.

Rei: You.... are.... so adorable! I wish I had a brother as dedicated as you are.

Me: Lol, he's not happy though. I made him cry. He really doesn't like me... but maybe in a few centuries he'll forget why he's mad at me and come back.

Rei: Awwww he'll come around. I know he will. You're a great person sweetie. Who wouldn't want to be your friend or in your life? I know I wouldn't- didn't! Pass up the chance.

Me: Thanks my love. I think I will pick up A'slin on my way home to you. He needs to come back.

Rei: So soon? You need to give him a couple more days with his best friend before bringing him home. That way we have time to call the king of France and ask him for a favor. I sent those letters out as well for Nico's ball.

Rei: By the way when you get A'slin make sure to get Nico. I know those two are together. We'll tell Nico together on the night of his ball.

Rei: Do you think we need to plan ahead for Dmeter as well? He is one of the most known fifteen year olds of his time. Every teen vampire talks about him. That's what the newspapers say. I'm reading an article now about his ten mil subs and counting. Do you think he's gay too?

"Are you on your phone? That's so unfair. Everest took everything out of my pockets including my phone," Sylar mumbled on the other side of the room. It sounded like he was tired. After all the sun was on it's way up.

"He did?" I asked and frowned, looking towards Sylar. "Well... in that case, I'll put my phone down for a bit," I told him then placed it back in my pocket. "Let's get some sleep," I suggested then purred, closing my eyes. Sylar got quiet then, letting my imagination run to thinking he fell asleep. I hope he'll one day love me as his big brother again....