Beyond The Future
Chapter 4: Another Board Game Is On
A/N: I don't own Resident Evil. Neither Cars. Only Kira. This precious imagined soul. It's going to look like PLL, but going to turn out worster. Let the messages begin.
We had fun. Literally.
Even thought, we just drove around the town, got out, then back. It was literally midnight, or even after. And we were still together. Time died around us. And so world did.
All those bad jokes, all those good ones. All those almost crying moment from the sadness, all those sweet smiles from happines. Made me realise I've been craving for Jackson all my life ever before. I know him for two day only, but I feel that strong attract, what my father used to talk about all the time. What you feel, when you find the one, who will gets your worst time as the best. And the best as the worst.
"You know, Kira. I never thought I will have the best time in my life. Ever since, I've lived years before you." Jackson admitted.
"I've been living here since one and a half year. Never went out to the world. Stayed with family. So much thing to get back all over the years. But it felt amazing to get out to the real world. And with you, specially." I admitted to.
"It's really pity that you have someone else in your heart..."
"Maybe she's out of my heart... From now..."
We looked at each other. Air went away. Breaked away. No words. No actions. Straight eye to eye. How the red became blue, and blue became red.
"You're sure, I can see it from your dead red eyes..." He whispered.
"My red eyes used to be yellow-green-blue mix. You wouldn't really love that combination." I laughed.
"Not the eye, what matters. The soul, Kira."
"The soul, what only matters, yes..."
We were literally inches away from each other, now. I've been craving for his kiss. Wanted to push my lips to his, lock it, forever. Have a hard make out session in his car. What these teens image in their head. And me either.
Just a simple touch, from his head, on my face. Pulling my hair behind my ears, that blonde nasty hair from my father. Leaving mark on my hair, invisible, but his touch. How his hand slowly made to my face, and his fingers didn't want to leave my face.
I want him. Every inch of him. To feel it. To know it. To love it. To have it. To own it. To feel controlled. To be loved. To have the world with him. Everything I ever imagined, is infront of me.
"Kira..." Jackson said my name. How hard I've been craving for him to say it.
Felt my heart, running. Racing. Faster than everything in the world. The biggest sound in the world. The quite Springfield got filled with a teen heartbeat.
"Jackson..." I said his name. How hard was it from my mouth to come out. How hard I was to keep under control.
I pulled my arms around him, pushing him close to me. But still not that close I've wanted to feel. I wasn't brave enough, to make a step. I just kept breathing. With my heart. To keep in touch.
I wasn't really sure, how hard was it to snap back to reality. But I know, how easy was it, to step one by one. I was down, then the only thing I felt on my lips, was his.
I thought, I'm dreaming. I wasn't sure how to handle reality beet when dream. So I didn't did a thing. Until I realised, how real was it. I taked a deep breath, then I pushed all my power to kiss him back that hard, as I never kissed Claire. And this felt the best kiss ever. I had in my life. With him. Really.
Unknown Number: So, you picked him? Game is on, Kira. - R.
I snapped back to reality, on next days morning. For that message. I couldn't type a single thing. Just rolled over the blackmail, then moved on to social media. What got, busted.
Everywhere the new race. About. Interviews. Posts. Tweets. Reblogged shit stuff. I rolled over to see if I got any messages, (this time, real ones) and for my luck, I literally did.
Jackson Storm: Hopefully you've slept well. Tonight, after my pratice? Hoping to see you again.
I just giggled over the message. I wasn't even sure what to type back. I was in shock. It felt like minutes ago, that we've made out. Or felt like a dream. But his message... Felt like it's my time to find that one, who've my parents talked about.
Kira Weskerfield: Anytime, I would be down for a continue about last night. ANYTIME.
Just got happier with the fact, that love is on my side. This time, Red Queen isn't going to take my memories away, and dosen't craving for any anti-virus, to held old times back. Just me. Just me and him. Me and Jackson. Together.
"So you've got a date?" Dad asked, as he stepped into my room.
"Haven't see you like yesterday. I've missed you." I answered.
"Somebody breaked into, and stole the key of immortality. That serum what's in your body. What can make everyone immortal. What I used to make Chris immortal." Dad explained.
"Oh for fucks shake, I'm out of the town and danger happens." I got angry.
"Kira, already on the thing. And already working on the anti-immortality for that serum. So I can turn that on and destroy everything."
"But hey, you said, you gave that serum to dad too. What are you going to do about it, my dear father?"
"Easy, all before the big invasion of killing humans all over, and writing history, I'm giving him what keeps us alive. And finally the perfect version."
"You should gave that to him at the first step. Bravo dad."
"I spent years over for your goddamn anti-viruses. For not harming your soul like some B.O.W, and only got time to finish the T-Virus immortality side. So yeah, congrats Kira."
"You can play me well, dad. Always." I laughed.
Jackson Storm: At the same place as yesterday, around nine pm? For the real night feeling?
"So he wrote to you." He smiled.
"We're meeting again." I smiled.
"Get home at least. As I can say."
"I will go off the night, not now!"
"Still get back, then!"
We laughed, again. Our relationship went over everything. Love. Hate. Waves. Ocean. Everything!
Unknown Number: Oh! Looks like somebody stole the serums. And you're going to be a slut tonight. Get something sexy on, things may go different, as I see him. Keep eye on, Kira. - R.
