Second Chapter of my story. Hope you enjoy! Also, this chapter has been edited.

Chris woke up to see that Albert had left already. Parts of last night were flashing through his head and that certainly gave him a headache. Suddenly, an important thought came to his head.

Did he put a condom on last night?, he thought. This is a bad time to have kids.

See, In Chris's genetics, he can also get pregnant like a female. There's a one out of a ten chance your chlid will have these genes and guess what, Chris just happened to be that one. Now that he thought about that, he finally knew he wanted to quit his stripper or exotic dancer job. The pay was just right but he was tired of using his body instead of his brain. He always wanted to be a ... nurse actually. His sister was also a nurse and said it was a great occupation to work with kids. Everyone who knew Chris knew he has a soft heart for kids, no matter what.

Tonight, he was going to tell his boss that he was going to quit and pursue his career. Carlos would understand...right?

Please understand, Carlos.

Coming into the club " Delightful Dreams ", Chris said hello to the bartender whose name was Amy. Going backstage, Chris found Carlos having a smoke.

Greeting him, Carlos was somewhat surprised to see Chris in normal clothing instead of his usual work attire. " So what brings you here Chris? he said calmly.

" Well... Im actually here to tell you that I quit, Carlos. " he said in a hushed tone.

" What.. but Chrissie, your my top performer, everyone here mostly comes to see you, if you are gone, how am I suppose to make the gran dinero! ". Carlos said in a booming voice.

" I'm sure you can find someone else but this is my decision, I want to be something more than a plaything to look at , I want to have a purpose in this world. You have to understand Carlos ". Chris said firmly.

In his mind, Carlos knew how he felt he was right but after hearing Chris say his feelings, he knew Chris should have the right to do whatever he wanted to do in life.

" Ok Chris, I understand. Just make sure you find that right one, ok? ".

Chris immediately thanked Carlos and gave him a hug with all his might considering Carlos was bigger than him. Walking out the club , he welcomed the fresh air since the club smelled like ass and jizz. Now Chris just had to find Albert Wesker and have that talk they desperately needed.

The walk to his apartment was needed after quitting his job. Wait, he just quit his job.

My only source of income. " Did you hear that world? I JUST QUIT MY ONLY JOB! ".

" Shut the hell up, kid. Nobody wants to hear about your problems right now! ".

After hearing the outburst from the random person, he sped up his pace to get home quicker. Arriving to the lobby of his building, he checked his mailbox and found some bills. He then closed the mailbox and walked upstairs to his door.

" Home sweet home ".

Now seeing a note on his dresser when he was about to pass out on his bed , Chris saw Wesker had scribbled his numbers on a piece of paper. Calling the number, he expected no one to pick up since it was 11:35pm but after a few rings, he heard a voice ask who this was.

" Uh.. Albert, It's Chris. You remember me right? ".

" Oh Chris, what is it that you need? ".

Here comes the hard part. " Well, I was going to ask if we could have a talk tommorrow, it's very important. "

Hearing the need in Chris's voice, Albert knew he better say yes or he might sound like a total fucking douchebag if he said no.

" Ok , how does 1:30pm sound? ".

" That sounds good. See you tomorrow then ". After hanging up, sleeping was definitely the easiest part of the day.

Thank you for reading my story. Remember to read and review. Criticism is always welcomed. xX Christine Redfield Xx