In the end, it doesn't even matter
This is more of a song fanfiction. It has about five parts, although sorry for grammar/spelling mistakes, I transformed format, and typed it from my printed copy so it might be a bit strange. Other then that, thank you to anyone who reads, and reviews. This story is disclaimed.
I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
Claire could feel her voice stuck in her throat. She could hear the soft breathing of the young girl Sherry beside her. Claire had gazed for a second or two just remembering how Leon looked sitting there careless, content, ---happy. Claire wanted to remember it like this, not having awful memories of the past haunt her dreams.
Sherry tugged on her sleeve lightly, indicating they should go in the next hall to talk. Sherry led, and Claire followed.
"So?" Claire asked, almost regretting she was walking out the door.
"Well, we have to say goodbye to Leon. Then we'll knock him out, and leave. By the time he wakes up we'll be long gone. Besides, its much more of a memory." Sherry suggested.
Claire pondered about that for a second. That was the strangest, craziest, perhaps most interesting idea ever. Claire had to explain that to herself, Sherry was insane. She was running away with a crazy girl, but a smart crazy girl. They were both insane, still a good idea's a good idea.
"One more thing, how do we knock him out. Leon's strong." Claire glanced at her for the answer.
Sherry dug into her pocket, and pulled out something small.
"Lipstick? How's that going to help?"
Sherry silenced her, then held it to the light.
"This has the stuff on it to knock you out. Just line it on your lips, then kiss him." A smile was playing at Sherry's lips.
"Just don't taste it." Before Claire could object, Sherry shoved the lipstick into her hand, and took off around the corner.
Claire opened the lipstick and examined it. Claire wasn't usually the type to wear makeup, and what she was doing! Claire probably was going to feel guilty for this later, but just applied the lipstick. It was more of a dark color, like being evil.
Claire didn't even want to know how Sherry got hold of this. Then closing it, she could hear Leon's surprised voice, as Sherry pounced in. Not knowing how she would do this, she marched in the already open room.
Leon was sideways on the bed, next to a Sherry who wildly jumped into the room. Claire watched at the doorway, as a little tickle contest went on between the room.
About in a minute, Sherry wildly swung her hands in defeat. Laughing a bit, they settled down on the bed. Leon must have still not noticed Claire.
"What are you doing up squirt?"
Sherry looked confused, but replaced it with a lopsided grin.
"No where, Claire's taking me on a trip."
Leon ears automatically perked up when the name Claire was said, then listened to it in confusion.
"Oh really? To where might that be?" Leon asked in a indescribable tone.
Sherry smiled but remained silent.
"Leon." Sherry said noticing Claire's presence. "Do you like Claire?"
Claire, and Leon seemed startled by the question.
"Huh? What makes you ask that?" Leon said quickly, but maybe a little to quick.
"Well, we are going away, it'd be nice to tell her- I mean if you do- just in case, she doesn't want to come back." Sherry said simply.
Leon looked perplexed, still he pondered for a second.
"Geez, your acting strange today. Anyway, I did have a thing with Ada Wong, but that was nothing. Claire's only two years younger then me... yeah, I'd say it would work, but Claire never seemed to like me. Seemed to like that Steve guy."
Claire cursed under her breath, for letting so many things get out of hand, still remained calm.
Claire noticed it was now, or never, leaped on to the bed next to them. Leon nearly jumped off the bed surprised, but Claire held his arm to prevent him from doing so.
"You heard us!?!?!" He yelped.
Claire batted her eyelid, and smiled. Then shook her head, even if she did.
Leon calmed down. Claire pulled her arm off him. There was silence. Sherry noticed the tension between them, and perked up.
"Well, Claire, your not with anyone." She hit Leon in the ribs.
Claire stared at Sherry confused as to what she was really planning to do. Sherry smiled in returned. Claire looked behind her at the window. The sun was just rising. Claire cursed under her breath, and with one hand, got hold of Leon's head, and brought them into a kiss. Claire held his other hand, fingers laced for a second, before dropping it, and dashing out the door. Sherry got one last glance at Leon. She knew how the stuff must have felt. Just a taste of that would make your tongue burn, then vision blur, and dizzy, until you finally knock out.
In only a second more she was out the door, hoping on the back of Claire motorcycle, her bag on her back.
Claire roughly slapped the helmet on her, and tossed Sherry one.
There was a moment of silence, as they drove off, and skidded through the streets. Finally Claire piped up.
"Why'd you do that?" She asked somewhat angry.
"What?" Sherry sounded innocently.
"Doing that thing with Leon. You know the more you do that, the harder it is to let go." There was a tense moment.
"Listen Claire! I don't have to let go of that! I don't ponder on bad memories like you do! Still, it was you who wanted to take some good memories with us, just in case tomorrow we won't be here to make anymore!" Sherry nearly shouted.
Claire shoulders relaxed, and the driving speed slowed.
"Sorry about that, I just had to let go." Sherry nodded, and they sped down the road farther.
They hadn't stopped all that morning until they passed a diner. Sherry's stomach grumbled. She poked Claire in the back. Claire sighed, and pulled into the driveway.
"Two please."
The waitress nodded, grabbing two menus brought them back to a table. The table was a bar, Sherry and Claire sitting on either side.
"What kind of drink would you like?" The waitress asked in a strange accent.
Sherry who really wasn't used to the diners around here flipped around the menu clueless. Claire seeing this flipped it to the back.
"Your going to need to know this if we are on the road." Claire added.
Sherry stuck her tongue out.
"Traveling?" Asked the waitress.
Sherry wondered if its better or not to answer, but Claire just nodded, didn't say a thing. Sherry suddenly felt uncomfortable of this running, but shrugged it off.
Sherry ordered a coke, as well as Claire.
Sherry watched the waitress walk away.
"Yeah, this knew life will be a lot better." Sherry said more to herself then anyone else.
Claire didn't listen much. Or reply anyway. She stared out the window, at the hiding sun. The sun was hiding behind the clouds.
"In the end it doesn't even matter. Steve and I fought so hard to survive, but it didn't matter....they always win..." Claire whispered to herself.
Sherry sunk into her seat. Claire was thinking about Steve. How they tried to get out together Sherry could only assume. Except Steve didn't come back. Sherry didn't want to know what happened to him, only he died, and they would leave it at that.
The waitress returned with their drinks. That snapped Claire out of her little trance.
Claire looked over at Sherry. She was quietly sipping her drink. Claire mentally slapped herself, Sherry must have heard her muttering.
"So Sherry, what's going to be your new name. We can't stick with our old identities you know. I already have one. Cleo Burnside." Claire somewhat slowed at the last name, but still stared at Sherry.
She thought for awhile, half the time the waitress came to get their order.
Finally she said
"Lea Kennedy." Claire almost laughed.
"Well, I see Leon has a fan."
Sherry narrowed her eyes playfully.
"Oh, wasn't it you who kissed him?" She said slyly.
Claire smiled, "I had to!" Claire almost yelled.
Sherry's grin lightly disappeared.
"Still, what was the wrapped finger for?"
Claire shrugged, "Myself."
She said just as the waiter came over. Over lunch, they disused their identity. Claire was going to be Cleo Burnside, who was an orphan, doesn't remember her family. She works as a small time waitress, and lives in a hotel. She was suppose to attend collage but dropped out.
Sherry was going to be Lea Burnside, Claire's younger sister. She lives with Claire, and should attend the local school.
Claire finished eating, and glanced at Sherry.
"Ready?" Sherry asked.
"Its now or never." Claire answered, as they hopped on the bike.