A/N: Well here is the first chapter. Hope you like it!
Chris Redfield was driving down the wet rainy streets with his girlfriend Jill Valentine in the passenger side. They were both arguing because Chris' suspected Jill was cheating on him with Carlos. Jill had enough with his crap so she told him to pull over and she got out of the car. The rain dripping down her face and her clothes-dripping wet. She started to walk away with Chris pleading to her to get back into the car. He eventually had to give up though as she got into a taxi and left. Chris got back in the car his clothes sticking to him. He hit the steering wheel. "Shit!" he yelled and drove away.
Chris had been driving for ages now the rain getting heavier. He was pushing the speed limit. He was mad at himself for blaming Jill for nothing, and he was going to apologise to her. Out of nowhere I car crashed straight into him. His head hit of the wheel and both cars caught fire. Chris saw the fire staring and knew it was going to blow because of the petrol. The other driver was out and Chris went for his seatbelt, which was jammed. "Shit!" He kept on struggling, but couldn't get it. He saw a taxi pull up not far from him and 2 people got out. One was Jill. The taxi driver and Jill ran towards his car to help him out. How he wished Jill was not there because he knew within a few seconds it was all going to blow up. Chris saw Jill ran as fast as she could. All of a sudden he felt someone grab him and saw a knife cut the seat belt and someone dragged him out of the car. The man helped him run as the cars exploded. The explosion knocking them off their feet. The heat burning them as they both fell to the ground. Jill ran round the explosion and kneeled down next to Chris. She grabbed him into a strong and warm hug; still crying she buried her head in his shoulder. Chris was hurt. He had a huge cut down his hansom face and he got burned on the arm and back from the explosion, but he still returned the strong hug, also crying. "I'm so sorry Jill," he repeated over and over again.
The taxi driver called for the police and the fire department and an ambulance. The police took statements and the firemen put out the fire, while the ambulance took, Chris and Jill away in one and the other driver in the other. While the doctors seen to Chris, Jill phoned Claire and Leon to tell them what happened. When Leon and Claire arrived the doctor came out to tell them Chris was ok and just needed a few days in bed and he would be given some cream for the burns on his back. He had stitches down his face from the cut.
Leon and Claire gave Jill and Chris a life to Jill's house. They said thanks and there goodnights and Jill unlocked the door. The rain had started to go off. Jill helped Chris out of his 'made in heaven' brown jacket and sat him on the couch, while she went and made him some coffee. *God that was lucky. To be saved was the last thing I deserved* thought Chris as Jill came back in, sitting down next to him she gave him his coffee
"I'm really sorry Jill. I should have had more trust in you. I'm also sorry for worrying you like I did. I should never have pushed the speed limit. I don't know why I did it." Said Chris
"It's ok Chris. I can't stay mad at you. I'm just glad you are ok. I don't know what I'd do if you didn't come out of there alive" said Jill
" I know what you would have done. You and Claire would have been heartbroken. Everyday after my funeral you would visit my grave. Which would have the inscription 'In memory of a loving boyfriend and brother and a great friend. You will be remembered always' I would be with you everyday. Even though you never knew it, but you did suspect I was with you, there was never any proof. Till I leave you a note. I can still remember what the note said. It said
Jill
I really am sorry for what I said and done. All those times I said I Love You I really did mean it. I didn't mean to be stupid and push the speed limit. I don't even know why I did it. I want you to know I'm here with you. I'm here everyday and every night, watching you and guiding you. I wish things could be the way they were before all this. When I was able to hold you in my arms and comfort you in times like these. Please forgive me. I love you.
Chris."
"How do you know any of this?" asked Jill wiping the tears from his eyes.
"I don't know. Must have been a dream. It all seemed like it had happened before and I was given a second chance at life. A second chance to be with you" said Chris.
"Lets just forget about it and go to bed" said Jill shaking her head. Chris agreed and they headed up stairs to Jill's room. Jill applied the cream onto Chris' back and arm. Once she had finished, she lay down next to Chris, who was still lying on his stomach because his back was sore. Chris wrapped his arm around Jill and snuggled up close to her. His last words of the night were. "I love you Jill, and I will make it up to you" With that they both fell asleep. Jill dreaming of a happy future with Chris, but what Chris was dreaming was far from happy. Was it a warning? Was the car crash just the start of fate playing with him? He didn't know, he just hoped the dreams wouldn't come true.
Chris Redfield was driving down the wet rainy streets with his girlfriend Jill Valentine in the passenger side. They were both arguing because Chris' suspected Jill was cheating on him with Carlos. Jill had enough with his crap so she told him to pull over and she got out of the car. The rain dripping down her face and her clothes-dripping wet. She started to walk away with Chris pleading to her to get back into the car. He eventually had to give up though as she got into a taxi and left. Chris got back in the car his clothes sticking to him. He hit the steering wheel. "Shit!" he yelled and drove away.
Chris had been driving for ages now the rain getting heavier. He was pushing the speed limit. He was mad at himself for blaming Jill for nothing, and he was going to apologise to her. Out of nowhere I car crashed straight into him. His head hit of the wheel and both cars caught fire. Chris saw the fire staring and knew it was going to blow because of the petrol. The other driver was out and Chris went for his seatbelt, which was jammed. "Shit!" He kept on struggling, but couldn't get it. He saw a taxi pull up not far from him and 2 people got out. One was Jill. The taxi driver and Jill ran towards his car to help him out. How he wished Jill was not there because he knew within a few seconds it was all going to blow up. Chris saw Jill ran as fast as she could. All of a sudden he felt someone grab him and saw a knife cut the seat belt and someone dragged him out of the car. The man helped him run as the cars exploded. The explosion knocking them off their feet. The heat burning them as they both fell to the ground. Jill ran round the explosion and kneeled down next to Chris. She grabbed him into a strong and warm hug; still crying she buried her head in his shoulder. Chris was hurt. He had a huge cut down his hansom face and he got burned on the arm and back from the explosion, but he still returned the strong hug, also crying. "I'm so sorry Jill," he repeated over and over again.
The taxi driver called for the police and the fire department and an ambulance. The police took statements and the firemen put out the fire, while the ambulance took, Chris and Jill away in one and the other driver in the other. While the doctors seen to Chris, Jill phoned Claire and Leon to tell them what happened. When Leon and Claire arrived the doctor came out to tell them Chris was ok and just needed a few days in bed and he would be given some cream for the burns on his back. He had stitches down his face from the cut.
Leon and Claire gave Jill and Chris a life to Jill's house. They said thanks and there goodnights and Jill unlocked the door. The rain had started to go off. Jill helped Chris out of his 'made in heaven' brown jacket and sat him on the couch, while she went and made him some coffee. *God that was lucky. To be saved was the last thing I deserved* thought Chris as Jill came back in, sitting down next to him she gave him his coffee
"I'm really sorry Jill. I should have had more trust in you. I'm also sorry for worrying you like I did. I should never have pushed the speed limit. I don't know why I did it." Said Chris
"It's ok Chris. I can't stay mad at you. I'm just glad you are ok. I don't know what I'd do if you didn't come out of there alive" said Jill
" I know what you would have done. You and Claire would have been heartbroken. Everyday after my funeral you would visit my grave. Which would have the inscription 'In memory of a loving boyfriend and brother and a great friend. You will be remembered always' I would be with you everyday. Even though you never knew it, but you did suspect I was with you, there was never any proof. Till I leave you a note. I can still remember what the note said. It said
Jill
I really am sorry for what I said and done. All those times I said I Love You I really did mean it. I didn't mean to be stupid and push the speed limit. I don't even know why I did it. I want you to know I'm here with you. I'm here everyday and every night, watching you and guiding you. I wish things could be the way they were before all this. When I was able to hold you in my arms and comfort you in times like these. Please forgive me. I love you.
Chris."
"How do you know any of this?" asked Jill wiping the tears from his eyes.
"I don't know. Must have been a dream. It all seemed like it had happened before and I was given a second chance at life. A second chance to be with you" said Chris.
"Lets just forget about it and go to bed" said Jill shaking her head. Chris agreed and they headed up stairs to Jill's room. Jill applied the cream onto Chris' back and arm. Once she had finished, she lay down next to Chris, who was still lying on his stomach because his back was sore. Chris wrapped his arm around Jill and snuggled up close to her. His last words of the night were. "I love you Jill, and I will make it up to you" With that they both fell asleep. Jill dreaming of a happy future with Chris, but what Chris was dreaming was far from happy. Was it a warning? Was the car crash just the start of fate playing with him? He didn't know, he just hoped the dreams wouldn't come true.