The Ghost of You

She shut off the showers streaming hot water. The room had fogged, but she seemed to not care. She slowly, not making a single sound, walked over to the body length mirror. Mechanically, her small hand rose to wipe away the condensation that had gathered during her relaxing shower.

She looked back at the face the mirror reflected. The face of a woman who can never be loved. The face of a woman in love. The face of the one person she knew the least about. The one person she despised more than Albert. She was staring at herself.

"Ada..." A gentle hand glided up her arm and rested on her shoulder.

She closed her eyes and brushed her cheek against the hand, though she only felt her own bare shoulder.

His voice, the name he had called her by, and his very presence; haunted her. He still clings to her, as she still clings to him.

"I'm sorry." She whispered.

At that moment, she felt completely alone. Just as she did before she met him. She hated the loneliness but it was a feeling she'd already felt many times before.

"Just go away."

A warmth rose to her eyes. The warmth blurred her vision and burned her eyes. Tears? Tears. A thing she had forgotten existed. She'd only cried one other time. That time she had been looking at herself in the mirror too.

She shivered as the tears came even fiercer. It was not cold, but she shook uncontrollably. She hugged her naked self and fell to her knees on the cool marble floor.

"JUST GO AWAY!!!!" She screamed suddenly. "Please…. Just disappear. Vanish from my memories…."

No one responded. The entire apartment remained silent except for the woman's quiet sobbing.

"Why did it have to be you?" She sobbed. "Why?"

She punched the floor once. In her mind, the floor being the one she truly wished to hit.

"I hate you…." She mumbled then, anger growing, yelled "I HATE YOU!!!"

"Who is it you hate, Ada?" Wesker's' voice broke into her thoughts.

When had he come in? How did he get in? The apartment was locked, last she checked.

"A- Albert? How did you get in my apartment?" Ada stuttered. "The door was locked."

"Umbrella owns this building, remember? I have the key." Wesker said adjusting his black, perfect fit sunglasses. "You were saying you hated someone, who would that be?"

"No one…" Ada sighed. "Just forget I even said that."

"It's him isn't it? You hate him now?" Wesker asked stooping to her level on the floor. "How long has it been now? How long has it been since that day?"

Wesker retch up to the towel bar and handed Ada a red towel. She took it quietly and covered herself more appropriately.

"I thought so." Albert stood and turned his back to Ada. "Meet me at the office as soon as you're dressed. You have a new mission."

"… Yes sir." Ada whispered.

Hi guys!!! New story!!! I'm gonna try something different this time. No OCs okay, just strictly Resident Evil peoples. Anyways, what's new? The story is completely different than my other one. I've officially put that one on hold. I want to see if people like this one better or not. If you do, than I'll update my other one occasionally. If you don't, than I guess this'll just be a one chapter thing. Anyways leave me a few reviews please.