Part 7
Disclaimer: I don't own Jill, Chris or Carlos, but everything else is MINE!
MINE! ALL
MINE! Which means, basically, the plot, and that's all. Too bad.
Carlos' face acquired a smug smile as he locked the door behind Chris. He had
gotten rid of Chris, and Jill was none the wiser. Man, was he smooth!
"Carlos?" the quivering call came from upstairs. His head snapped up. "Jill?
What's wrong?" he called as he ran up the stairs, taking them two at a time. Was
the drug
working?
Carlos came upon her in the hall, on her knees. "I-I don't feel so good
anymore..." she trailed off as she slumped to the ground, placed in the artificial
sleep
from the sedative. Carlos' smile grew wider as he placed the flowers on the
floor and
picked up Jill. He carried her to her bed and tucked her in nicely. He then took
his
position in the chair beside the bed.
A few hours later, Chris was in anguish back in his home.
'Christ, of course she loves Carlos! Wait...if she loves Carlos, why did she kiss
me?' he thought. He put his head between his hands. It was too much to think
about right
now. Suddenly he looked up. Even if Jill wasn't his girlfriend...she was still his
friend!
His friend who was sick! God, what a jerk he'd been! Leaving her without a visit
just
because she didn't love him? What an inconsiderate jerk!
He stood, resolved to go back to Jill's when the phone rang. 'Whoever that
is...I'll kill them.' he thought as he raced to the phone.
"Hello?" he said as he raced the phone to his ear.
"Chris..." the voice was a whisper, hoarse and raspy.
"Who...who is this?" Chris' face wore an expression of perplexity.
"It's Jill...could you come over please? Carlos is here...but he's asleep...and I
need help," she gasped.
His heart leaped at the thought. "Of course! I'll be right over! Is your door
locked?" he asked.
"I hope not...I couldn't get down there to unlock it," she whispered.
"I'll be there, Jill. Hold on," he said.
"Thank you so much, Chris," she rasped, and hung up. She sat back against the
wall with a sigh. After coming to, she had glanced over at Carlos, who had
fallen asleep
in his chair next to her bed. After watching her all night, she didn't have the
heart to wake
him, so she had dragged herself to the phone in the hall to call Chris. She
began to make
her way down the steps so she could open the door when Chris came when suddenly
Carlos came charging out of her room.
"Jill? What are you doing?" he asked, his voice rising in disbelief.
"You were asleep...I called Chris. He's coming over," she whispered.
"Chris...Chris as in Chris Redfield?" he asked, his eyes going wide.
"Yes...he's my friend, Carlos. I want him here," she said, confused as to why
Carlos was acting this way.
"But...but you're too weak to have visitors!" he protested.
"No, I'm not, silly. Carlos...what's that?" she asked, pointing to something on
the
floor.
Carlos glanced down, then his mouth fell open.
The drug! The bag had fallen out of his pocket!
Jill's eyes widened as the realization dawned on her. "You...you..." she began,
backing away from him.
"Jill, it's not what you think, I swear!" he cried, moving toward her.
"Keep away from me! You've been drugging me! I wasn't sick! STAY AWAY!"
she shrieked, scuttling backwards along the floor after getting down the steps.
"Jill?" the voice came from outside her door.
"CHRIS! HELP ME! PLEASE!" she screamed, struggling to get to her feet. She
couldn't protect herself from Carlos on the ground. "I can't! The door's
locked!" Chris
yelled. "Go around back!" Jill yelled back.
"NO! " Carlos yelled, pulling something else from his pocket and pointing it at
her.
Her eyes widened. A gun? Carlos was packing heat here?
"Jill, don't scream," he warned as he held the gun steady, aimed at her. Violent
bangs began to come from outside. It seemed that Chris was attempting to break
down
the door.
"I'm coming, Jill!" he yelled.
"NO!" Carlos yelled again. "If I can't have you...no one can," he said, leveling
the gun at her head. He moved closer to Jill, who had backed herself into a
corner.
"If you scream once, just once, I'll kill you, then your dear Chris, too,"
Carlos
promised.
OK, isn't he shady? The climax is coming! Review, please...that button is there
for a reason. Hope you guys liked it...
Disclaimer: I don't own Jill, Chris or Carlos, but everything else is MINE!
MINE! ALL
MINE! Which means, basically, the plot, and that's all. Too bad.
Carlos' face acquired a smug smile as he locked the door behind Chris. He had
gotten rid of Chris, and Jill was none the wiser. Man, was he smooth!
"Carlos?" the quivering call came from upstairs. His head snapped up. "Jill?
What's wrong?" he called as he ran up the stairs, taking them two at a time. Was
the drug
working?
Carlos came upon her in the hall, on her knees. "I-I don't feel so good
anymore..." she trailed off as she slumped to the ground, placed in the artificial
sleep
from the sedative. Carlos' smile grew wider as he placed the flowers on the
floor and
picked up Jill. He carried her to her bed and tucked her in nicely. He then took
his
position in the chair beside the bed.
A few hours later, Chris was in anguish back in his home.
'Christ, of course she loves Carlos! Wait...if she loves Carlos, why did she kiss
me?' he thought. He put his head between his hands. It was too much to think
about right
now. Suddenly he looked up. Even if Jill wasn't his girlfriend...she was still his
friend!
His friend who was sick! God, what a jerk he'd been! Leaving her without a visit
just
because she didn't love him? What an inconsiderate jerk!
He stood, resolved to go back to Jill's when the phone rang. 'Whoever that
is...I'll kill them.' he thought as he raced to the phone.
"Hello?" he said as he raced the phone to his ear.
"Chris..." the voice was a whisper, hoarse and raspy.
"Who...who is this?" Chris' face wore an expression of perplexity.
"It's Jill...could you come over please? Carlos is here...but he's asleep...and I
need help," she gasped.
His heart leaped at the thought. "Of course! I'll be right over! Is your door
locked?" he asked.
"I hope not...I couldn't get down there to unlock it," she whispered.
"I'll be there, Jill. Hold on," he said.
"Thank you so much, Chris," she rasped, and hung up. She sat back against the
wall with a sigh. After coming to, she had glanced over at Carlos, who had
fallen asleep
in his chair next to her bed. After watching her all night, she didn't have the
heart to wake
him, so she had dragged herself to the phone in the hall to call Chris. She
began to make
her way down the steps so she could open the door when Chris came when suddenly
Carlos came charging out of her room.
"Jill? What are you doing?" he asked, his voice rising in disbelief.
"You were asleep...I called Chris. He's coming over," she whispered.
"Chris...Chris as in Chris Redfield?" he asked, his eyes going wide.
"Yes...he's my friend, Carlos. I want him here," she said, confused as to why
Carlos was acting this way.
"But...but you're too weak to have visitors!" he protested.
"No, I'm not, silly. Carlos...what's that?" she asked, pointing to something on
the
floor.
Carlos glanced down, then his mouth fell open.
The drug! The bag had fallen out of his pocket!
Jill's eyes widened as the realization dawned on her. "You...you..." she began,
backing away from him.
"Jill, it's not what you think, I swear!" he cried, moving toward her.
"Keep away from me! You've been drugging me! I wasn't sick! STAY AWAY!"
she shrieked, scuttling backwards along the floor after getting down the steps.
"Jill?" the voice came from outside her door.
"CHRIS! HELP ME! PLEASE!" she screamed, struggling to get to her feet. She
couldn't protect herself from Carlos on the ground. "I can't! The door's
locked!" Chris
yelled. "Go around back!" Jill yelled back.
"NO! " Carlos yelled, pulling something else from his pocket and pointing it at
her.
Her eyes widened. A gun? Carlos was packing heat here?
"Jill, don't scream," he warned as he held the gun steady, aimed at her. Violent
bangs began to come from outside. It seemed that Chris was attempting to break
down
the door.
"I'm coming, Jill!" he yelled.
"NO!" Carlos yelled again. "If I can't have you...no one can," he said, leveling
the gun at her head. He moved closer to Jill, who had backed herself into a
corner.
"If you scream once, just once, I'll kill you, then your dear Chris, too,"
Carlos
promised.
OK, isn't he shady? The climax is coming! Review, please...that button is there
for a reason. Hope you guys liked it...