My Beloved Victim

Chapter 8

She opened her eyes, sleep making her vision blurry, she sat up pushing the white covers off of her body, she rubbed her eyes and became aware of voices in the apartment, a sense of worry took over her as she began to piece together her broken memories of the night before, her back arching his eyes fluttering, his lips grazing her hips.

She shuddered as she realized what had happened, she realized exactly where those voices where coming from and who they belonged to, she forcefully brushed her hair trying to regain a sense of normality in her now upside down world, she marched in to the front room, the two faces turned to look at her one smug with an egotistical grin, the other innocent with enjoyment etched across it, she stared at the both until Mylie's small voice giggled

"You didn't tell me you had a boyfriend"

She smiled back at her daughter

"That's because sometimes Mommies have secrets"

"He has a funny name!"

She faked laughter and picked her daughter up, taking her away from what Rayne considered a threat, Sylar looked up at her, taunting her with words,

"Little Mylie was telling me about Grandmas house, we should go over there sometime"

She glared at him before placing the child on the floor and telling her to go and shower, the child did so obediently allowing her some time alone with him.

She towered over him and hissed in his ear,

"I am taking Mylie to my mothers we will talk when I get back do not leave this apartment!"

He laughed under his breath and nodded, she left to shower her daughter.

She rushed up the long gravel drive her child in her arms, placed her down on the porch and knocked on the door, she smiled down at the child nervously as she heard shuffling behind the front door, it swung open and a friendly face came in to view,

"Hi mom" she beamed "I need you to take Mylie for a while I've got something to sort out"

She ushered the child in tot he house,

"Rayne how long is a while?"

"I don't know, but I'll be back!"

She rushed off down the drive, and made her way back home, she burst in to her apartment to see him still sat on the sofa waiting patiently for her arrival, He stood to face her, she pushed him back down, he landed on tot the sofa with a thump,

"If you want to stay here you stop the killing you keep that away from her!"

He laughed loudly before smirking at her,

"You think it's that easy?" He stood slightly taller than her "You of all people should know that"

a raw anger burned in side of her pulsing through her veins as she swung for him landing are balled fist on to his chiselled jaw, he looked at her fury and shock contorting his face, he hit her back, sending her reeling across the room, he flicked his wrist her body rising from the floor, he swung her in to the wall and allowed her to drop to the floor, she pushed her self up her body throbbing her heart was racing as the anger increased, she flew at him her hands around his neck for a few satisfactory seconds before he grabbed her wrists and pulled her in to him, he grabbed a handful of her hair and threw her back to the floor landing a kick in to her flat stomach, she cried out in pain, tears falling from her eyes, she curled in to a ball, he nudged her body with his foot rolling her on to her back, he crouch down to her, one hand tightly around her throat,

"I've done it before Rayne I can do it again, don't forget you're not even meant to be here!"

As her airways restricted, she felt her self become faint her body aching, it all dragged the memories back the night he caught her, the night she fell for him, the night she Mylie was conceived, she continued to choke on the air she couldn't get, she weaved her fingers between his in an attempt to stop him , to try and make him remember why he kept her alive in the first place, as her grip tightened his began to loosen, she locked her eyes with his and silently begged for her life, he removed his hand from her throat and looked in to her eyes, feeling remorse he helped her off of the floor.

Her body and stomach ached from his attack and she couldn't bring herself to look at him, turning her back and walking away from him, heading towards the bathroom, an overwhelming force cane over her as she attempted to leave him, the force, too strong, to ignore dragged her back towards him, he held her in his arms, she continued to glare at him.

"I will be staying her, and I will keep killing" He kissed her on the cheek "I love you"