DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of Silent Hill characters, Konami does.
Inspired by the beautiful song "Viva Forever" by Spice Girls. Viva Forever, Vincent. I miss you so much. *sobs*
'I wish you were here with me...Hell, I need you. I need you, Vincent...Hell...Hell...Hell...'Heather whispered through the tears.
She had just buried her father. She had no real friends...except, maybe, Douglas, but he couldn't heal her pain. She had nowhere to go in her life and had no will to search for the way. She felt so damn miserable. She had nothing to wish anymore...except one person.
'You're tired, and that's all.'
She turned back immediately.
'You...Is it really you?..'
'Perhaps, not such real, as you would like me to be...But nevertheless.' Vincent smiled, and Heather felt her legs froze to the floor.
'Promise me!' She didn t recognize her own voice.
'Yes?' He heaved up his eyebrows.
'Promise'...You won't leave...tonight.'
'I won't. I have to obey you.'
'O-obey?..'
'You were such fucking important person, Heather. You were the mother of God, after all! Everyone in Cult would call me a bastard if I didn't obey your orders...Anyway, it doesn't have any sense now, huh? But you know, being dead isn't so bad. Although I didn't want to be killed by your precious friend Claudia...Aw, Heather, she was a real bitch, and it's still sad...'
He fell silent and right after that attracted her to his body and kissed passionately. Heather wanted to push him away first, but he began to kiss her more deeply, and she gave herself up to his lips, moaning.
'My dearest Heather, why are trying to push me away? Was it you who told that needed me? Or was I wrong?'
His lips moved to her neck.
She wanted him. Damn, she wanted him so hard.
'No, you were right...You're such fucking clever and observant person, Vincent. I know I'm just dreaming about you, you're my craziest wish and my worst nightmare at the same moment, and you'll disappear at the morning right after I'll wake up...But nevertheless.' She laughed - laughed so sincerely since a long time.