It was all overwhelming... Your creature, Vicktor, just....everyone. Silas has killed that man Bollis for insulting you. Why can't he just stay out of it? You knew you could handle yourself and so did he.

You felt tears stinging in your eyes. It was all...too much. Silas was standing in the shadows in his usual black attire. "Why couldn't you just stay out of it Silas?!" You were angry with him. "He insulted you." "I can handle myself Silas! Don't you understand that! Ever since you came along you've been screwing up my life!" Silas' face grew dark for a moment before you felt his arms around you. "Get off!" Tears streamed down your cheeks. It was odd. The way you felt with his arms around you. This time he wasn't sucking, licking, biting or kissing to get you to calm down like he usually was... He was just...holding you... "Shh...." He stroked his fingers through your hair... He pulled back and held your cheek. Looking into your wet eyes. "Your eyes are beautiful..." He continued touching your cheek. "Every time you look at me weather it be in disgust or hatred I look back at you in awe." He wanted them. He wanted nothing more than to climb into your skull and see the world as you did...