Statues Without Eyes

"Sylar,"I heard from the door hearing Kyle walk through.
"Hey Kyle,"I smiled and waved him over to the couch.
"Does it hurt?"
"Only a little,"I winced,"I've done worse."
"You scared me."
"Hey,"I smiled at him,"I'm fine, it's just all part of the job. It happens."
"Almost makes me not want to race again."
"Hey don't,"I shoved him lightly,"You can't let fear rule you."
"So how are things?"
"Boring,"I rolled my eyes,"I can't go into Miami-Dade, or anything. It makes me feel lazy and well Ryan's place is ok but I get so bored being alone."
Kyle laughed a bit as he looked at the TV,"What are you watching?"
"No clue,"I shrugged,"You'd think something would be on but no."
"So are you like under house arrest or something?"
"Just bedrest,"I watched the screen and then a thought came to my head,"Hey you wanna be the most awesomest little brother ever?"
"I'm your only little brother,"He looked at me with a smirk.
"True but wanna be even cooler?"
"What?"
"Get me out of here."
"What? Can you even do that?"Kyle looked at me.
I sighed as I took my keys out,"I'll let you drive. No one said about someone else driving me."
"I don't want to get you in trouble."
"With who? Ryan and Horatio?"I smirked,"I can handle them. Come on, I so need to get out of here."
"And where are we doing?"
"I don't know, around Miami somewhere, you decided just nothing illegal."
"Fine, but if dad lectures me, this is going against you."
"I'll talk to him if he finds out,"I smiled.

Kyle helped up me as I got my crutches to head out to the car. It was a nice day out as Kyle helped me into my car as he got into the drivers seat, taking in my car.
"I'm jealous, it's an old car but it's sweet."
"Start it up,"I laughed,"He purrs like a cat."
Kyle started the car while listening to the motor run,"Radio?"
"Of course,"I smiled at him.

Kyle turned on the radio as I smiled at him. Kyle decided to drive to the mall in which there would be a lot of people which could be a good thing. On the downside, it could be a bad thing with my moto X fans and stuff but hey I loved meeting them. Spending the next 4 hours with Kyle driving around Miami and everywhere, was a blash except I wasn't aware that everyone was now freaking out about where I had been.
Getting back to Ryan's place, Kyle handed me my keys as we walked inside, which was where the fun ended since Ryan stood there with his hands on his hips.
"Where have you been?"
"Chillax Ryan,"I smiled,"I just had to get out of this house."
"We were worried about you."
"Ryan, I'm fine, I was with Kyle the whole time."
"Kyle, you can leave,"Ryan looked back at him.
"Sy?"
"It's ok Kyle,"I smiled,"I'll catch you later."

Kyle waved as he walked out the door and I sat on the couch putting my foot up as Ryan kept his hands on his hips watching me the whole time.

"Aww come on, Ryan,"I looked at him,"I don't need a baby sitter all the time."
"The Russian mob are after you and you just leave whenever. Not to mention your condition."
"Ryan, oh my god, I can handle myself,"I shot him a glance as he stood there,"I don't need someone breathing down my neck 24/7. I need space."
"You need space?"He raised an eyebrow at me,"Is that so?"
"Ry, not in that way,"I rolled my eyes,"I just need time to hang out with Kyle and get away from everything. Honestly do you think you could stay in these walls forever. I mean someone like me, this is torture."
"Yeah and what would've happened in someone hurt you?"
"No one's going to hurt me, you act like I'm 5. Ryan, I can take care of myself,"I glared at him.
"Fine,"He sighed glaring at me then turning to leave.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm giving you space,"He gritted through his teeth as he grabbed his car keys.
"Ry, come on, I'm sorry,"I watched him walk out the door.