A/N: Thank u for the reviews guys! And I'm sorry for all those who are
getting all frustrated over this, but real life is never all sweet and
happy. It can down right SUCK sometimes. Anyways hope u guys like this
chapter and it doesn't piss u off as much^_^
DISCLAIMER: RE characters for CAPCOM
CHAPTER 9- TORN
Claire ran up the stairs to her room, fighting back the tears with every ounce of strength she had left. She would rather die than let Ada see her crying, especially when it was over Leon because that would surely make her feel as though she's won.
'I hate you Leon Kennedy! I can't believe I just wasted the last three years of my life sitting around like a friggin loser, dreaming about you! God that's so not the Redfield style!' she thought angrily as she slammed her bedroom door behind her.
She rummaged through her closet, looking for something good to wear, and something that would equally suit her mood. Finally she gave up by taking out a pair of black jeans and her black Metallica top to go with it. She brushed her long hair back and decided to leave it down with just a bandana, containing a freaky creature drawn on it, to hold her bangs away from her face. Claire was known in college as not having a specific style to stick to. She basically wore whatever she wanted, however she wanted and depending on her mood for that day. She could look like a gangster one day, a Goth in another and totally classy the next.
Claire grabbed her biker helmet and started walking out of the door when she almost tripped on Ada's hand bag and had a whole lot of cosmetics and accessories fly out. She then started collecting everything and putting them back into the bad when a folded note caught her eyes. She picked it up and opened it carefully, feeling slightly guilty at looking through Ada's belongings but ignoring it non-the less.
'Mark Thornton- 0987776542'
Her eyes instantly grew wide as she saw this. 'How the hell does Ada know Mark Thornton?!' she thought getting up and putting the note back into the bag. This all seemed very suspicious to her and she would have to confront Mark about it. She didn't want to stir trouble with Ada yet, not until she knew exactly how she knew Mark and how she got his number, and for what reason.
She grabbed her helmet once again and ran down the stairs avoiding Ada's obvious smirks. If she was to let her self pay any more attention to that woman, she might not be able to keep her self-control and beat her ass to kingdom come.
"Hey Claire, where are you going??" Asked Sherry, looking at Claire pleadingly as if saying 'please don't leave me here with this maniac.'
"Just for a drive. I just need to get my mind off things ya'know," she answered, grabbing her cell phone from the dining table.
"Are you going out to see Leon?" Asked Ada, giving Claire a strange look.
"Yeah, I am," Claire said rolling her eyes at the pathetic question. They just had a fight and she thinks Claire would actually go over to see Leon?! He was the last person she wanted to see right now.
"Why?" Ada asked again, looking surprised.
"So we can have mad, passionate sex on his office desk, that's why," said Claire calmly and quickly, enjoying the bedazzlement that showed on Ada's face. Sherry's mouth dropped open and she burst out laughing. She could always trust Claire to make the most surprising remarks when she's angry.
"That is not funny!" Said Ada, frowning at both of them, which made Sherry laugh even more.
"Well it was a stupid question. How could you even THINK I'd wanna go see Leon's sorry ass after what he said to me?" said Claire, shaking her head slightly.
"Well I'm not so sure he wants to see YOU either," answered Ada folding her arms in front of her.
Sherry looked from Claire to Ada, and to Claire again. She could feel the hostility as sure as a soccer ball hitting her on the nose. "Umm, well... Don't you guys think Josh hartnett is so cute in this picture?" she said grabbing the magazine on the table as she tried to lighten up the mood before the two women killed each other.
Claire and Ada ignored her and kept glaring at one another. "Take care Sherry. Call me if you need anything," said Claire, still looking at Ada, taking her motorbike keys and storming out the door.
"Bitch," muttered Ada under her breath and walked the opposite way.
Sherry was left there alone, eyes wide open. 'This is worse than high school!' She thought, shaking her head.
F.B.I HEAD QUARTERS- NEW MEXICO:
Leon stretched his arms out and yawned. He never got much sleep since yesterday, which was not really yesterday because he only got to sleep at 3am that morning to wake up 5 hours later and be attacked by Claire. That was definitely all his energy gone out the window. He sat back up, rubbing his eyes as he breathed out loudly. Life was getting more and more confusing and nerve racking to him each day and he knew why.
Claire and Ada. They hated one another and it was pretty obvious. It was strange somehow, seeing them both again in the same area, like the old times. He remembered Raccoon, which is ironically where he had met both women. Each beautiful in her own way.
Ada with her exotic, oriental beauty. Intelligent, quiet and mysterious yet radiates a certain attractiveness. She had almost shot him at that parking lot, thinking he was a zombie. Although she seemed very distant at first and too occupied with finding her lost boyfriend, they managed to get along well. There was certainly a bit of attraction between them. What he couldn't understand, however, was how quickly she got over her boyfriends death. The way she told him how she found out he was dead. Only one word could describe it. Cold.
But then there was also Claire. With her intense, mischievous blue eyes and natural beauty and a smile that could light up the world. Loud, open, witty, smart and so strong but possesses the kindest heart. She just naturally draws people towards her without intending to. He met her a little after arriving at Raccoon and they split up soon after. He still feels guilty for assigning her on going around to look for survivors with him, but he knew she had the courage and determination and he always admired her for that. She was stubborn however, and never listened to him, always wanting to do things her way, and even though he always acted annoyed, he secretly loved it.
'Why can't those two realize what amazing women they are and just get along. They're driving me crazy!' he thought, twirling his pen around. 'Man, I hurt Claire pretty bad this morning. I really gotta think of a good apology for the things I've said. I mean I KNOW I regret them and never meant a word of it but does Claire know that? Ugh and I also can't keep Sherry's words out of my mind! What could be the reason for all this anger between us?
"Kennedy, you look like shit man. You NEED to get laid!" came the voice of Trey O'Donnell, Leon's African American co-worker, which made Leon jump in surprise.
Leon chuckled half-heartedly, "is it that obvious?"
"Hell yeah! You been in these funky mood swings for a long time now. And today you look like you been hit with a truck. It's either you've been married for way too long or ya need to get some, know what I'm sayin?" Trey said grinning.
"You know, it's funny you say that since I DID have a crap morning, and I only slept for like 4 hours, and Claire had to start a fight with me a little too early, and if I WAS married then I wouldn't have to worry about the getting laid part but the actual wife's wrath bit," said Leon in one breath.
Trey laughed, "Yeah I feel ya bro. Is always like that with me and Shantice, she be buggin me every morning about me leaving my dirty socks everywhere and how I should be more responsible, being a good role model for the kids, bla bla."
"Well you got the marriage excuse and I don't."
Trey walked in and sat on Leon's desk, changing his face to a more serious look. "So, uh-Leon. When exactly WILL you make a move on Claire?"
Leon's mouth dropped open in surprise. "Where'd that come from?"
"Come on man, I'm your friend! I see the way you look at her and talk about her. You two have been best friends for years. Don't you think it's time to move on to the next stage?"
Leon's face turned a darker shade of red and he shook his head. "I don't know what you're talking about. I mean I care about Claire A LOT. Heck I love her, she's my best friend, but....I dunno. I really don't know what to sum of my feelings for her."
Trey frowned, folding his arms over his strong chest. "Don't tell me it's that Ada woman that's stopping you."
Leon raised a brow, "Ada? No I don't think Ada's stopping me from doing anything."
"Well do you love Ada?" Asked Trey, obviously enjoying the fact that he was interrogating Leon.
Leon was like a legend in the F.B.I Agency. They had taken him instantly after finding out of his involvement in taking down Umbrella. He showed great leadership skills and could always be counted on, but hardly ever talked about his personal life with his colleagues, which is why Trey was so eager on finding out more about his friend's little obvious love- triangle problem.
This question caught Leon off by surprise. "Love Ada?? Man, what's up with you asking me all these questions all of a sudden?"
"Cause you're obviously confused and you need to talk about it! You've been all stressed out lately, especially ever since Ada started talking to you again a couple months ago. As your friend I'm here to help you get it all out, so just know that if you ever need to talk I'm here, aight?" Trey said in a sincere tone.
"Thanks. But I think I can handle it....anyways, what's today's assignment?" Leon asked, changing the subject. He sat back in his chair, putting both hands behind his head.
Trey rolled his eyes, "We just got some paper work to do. I'm thinking the police get more excitement than we do nowadays. There ain't nothin happenin around here that could involve the F.B.I."
Leon smiled, shrugging his shoulders, "I know, it's pretty boring. But atleast it means the country is doin alright for once, right?"
Trey got up and stretched. "Yeah I guess. Well I'm gonna go and sit at my desk and miserably read boring papers since you're actin all tight assed. Laters Kennedy." He winked.
Leon sighed as his friend left. He turned back to his papers but thoughts of Claire's hurt face kept popping back in his mind.
ON THE ROAD:
Claire quickly passed another car, making the wheels of her motorbike squeak. To her, there was nothing better than riding freely through the half empty highways when she felt like getting away from anything that was bothering her. For the last couple of weeks her own home seemed insufferable to her with Ada strolling all around the place thinking she was the queen of Sheba.
'I wonder how Mark will explain how Ada got a hold of his number. I'll beat it out of him if I had to!' Claire thought angrily. She didn't think she could ever get a true explanation from Ada if she asked her, but Mark was different and he knew better than to lie to Claire. She didn't feel like being so lady like right now, and as much as she hated seeing him after that awkward kiss, it had to be done. He acted so happy as if not realizing how she didn't even kiss him back!
Claire started slowing down as she got closer to Mark's apartment building. She had to give him credit for leaving his parents house finally. She got off the bike and took off her helmet, moving strands of wild hair from her face. She jogged into the building, and ran up to the third floor, which is where Mark lived, knowing he would be home since he wouldn't be awake yet. She breathed in loudly then knocked on the door forcefully. The door was opened a minute later by a sleepy looking, long haired guy, still in his boxer shorts with barney the friendly dinosaur on it. Claire held back the urge to laugh and realized that this must be one of Mark's friends, and probably his room mate.
"Yeah?" He asked yawning loudly in Claire's face.
Claire moved away slightly trying not to look too disgusted as the stinky breath hit her nose. "Uh, is Mark up yet?"
The guy scratched his backside then his chest before answering, "Nah, he's still asleep. Want me to wake him?"
"Could you please? I really have to ask him something," replied Claire.
"Alright hold on," he said disappearing into the messy room. Claire looked at her feet and started humming a nursery rhyme tune. She didn't even know why it hit her, but she had been standing there waiting for about ten minutes.
'The barney guy could've atleast let me in!' she thought, annoyed.
Mark suddenly appeared in front of her, with his hair brushed and fully dressed, giving her a toothy smile. "Claire! Gosh, I didn't think I'd see you again so soon!" he said, a little too excitedly.
Claire raised both eyebrows wondering what in the world could have possessed her to go out with this guy in the first place. Was she seriously THAT desperate at getting back at Leon?
She wasted no time and took out the note from her bag, holding it in front of his face. "Hey Mark, I was just wondering how Ada got a hold of YOUR number when she doesn't even know you. Or atleast I never thought she did. So can you tell me please how the HELL she got it cause I really wanna know."
Mark gasped slightly, and looked at Claire nervously.
"Well? How did she get it?" Asked Claire again, more harshly this time. She was not having a good day and did not care at the moment whether she was being nice or not.
Mark looked away and gulped, "Alright, come in."
A/N: Yay, I finally got around to finishing this chapter! Hope you guys liked it! I tried to give you guys a glimpse of what might be going on with Leon, but I leave the judgments to you on what you think, and who you think he truly likes/loves. (if its not obvious, that is) So review and tell me what you think^_^ Trust me, they make my DAY!
DISCLAIMER: RE characters for CAPCOM
CHAPTER 9- TORN
Claire ran up the stairs to her room, fighting back the tears with every ounce of strength she had left. She would rather die than let Ada see her crying, especially when it was over Leon because that would surely make her feel as though she's won.
'I hate you Leon Kennedy! I can't believe I just wasted the last three years of my life sitting around like a friggin loser, dreaming about you! God that's so not the Redfield style!' she thought angrily as she slammed her bedroom door behind her.
She rummaged through her closet, looking for something good to wear, and something that would equally suit her mood. Finally she gave up by taking out a pair of black jeans and her black Metallica top to go with it. She brushed her long hair back and decided to leave it down with just a bandana, containing a freaky creature drawn on it, to hold her bangs away from her face. Claire was known in college as not having a specific style to stick to. She basically wore whatever she wanted, however she wanted and depending on her mood for that day. She could look like a gangster one day, a Goth in another and totally classy the next.
Claire grabbed her biker helmet and started walking out of the door when she almost tripped on Ada's hand bag and had a whole lot of cosmetics and accessories fly out. She then started collecting everything and putting them back into the bad when a folded note caught her eyes. She picked it up and opened it carefully, feeling slightly guilty at looking through Ada's belongings but ignoring it non-the less.
'Mark Thornton- 0987776542'
Her eyes instantly grew wide as she saw this. 'How the hell does Ada know Mark Thornton?!' she thought getting up and putting the note back into the bag. This all seemed very suspicious to her and she would have to confront Mark about it. She didn't want to stir trouble with Ada yet, not until she knew exactly how she knew Mark and how she got his number, and for what reason.
She grabbed her helmet once again and ran down the stairs avoiding Ada's obvious smirks. If she was to let her self pay any more attention to that woman, she might not be able to keep her self-control and beat her ass to kingdom come.
"Hey Claire, where are you going??" Asked Sherry, looking at Claire pleadingly as if saying 'please don't leave me here with this maniac.'
"Just for a drive. I just need to get my mind off things ya'know," she answered, grabbing her cell phone from the dining table.
"Are you going out to see Leon?" Asked Ada, giving Claire a strange look.
"Yeah, I am," Claire said rolling her eyes at the pathetic question. They just had a fight and she thinks Claire would actually go over to see Leon?! He was the last person she wanted to see right now.
"Why?" Ada asked again, looking surprised.
"So we can have mad, passionate sex on his office desk, that's why," said Claire calmly and quickly, enjoying the bedazzlement that showed on Ada's face. Sherry's mouth dropped open and she burst out laughing. She could always trust Claire to make the most surprising remarks when she's angry.
"That is not funny!" Said Ada, frowning at both of them, which made Sherry laugh even more.
"Well it was a stupid question. How could you even THINK I'd wanna go see Leon's sorry ass after what he said to me?" said Claire, shaking her head slightly.
"Well I'm not so sure he wants to see YOU either," answered Ada folding her arms in front of her.
Sherry looked from Claire to Ada, and to Claire again. She could feel the hostility as sure as a soccer ball hitting her on the nose. "Umm, well... Don't you guys think Josh hartnett is so cute in this picture?" she said grabbing the magazine on the table as she tried to lighten up the mood before the two women killed each other.
Claire and Ada ignored her and kept glaring at one another. "Take care Sherry. Call me if you need anything," said Claire, still looking at Ada, taking her motorbike keys and storming out the door.
"Bitch," muttered Ada under her breath and walked the opposite way.
Sherry was left there alone, eyes wide open. 'This is worse than high school!' She thought, shaking her head.
F.B.I HEAD QUARTERS- NEW MEXICO:
Leon stretched his arms out and yawned. He never got much sleep since yesterday, which was not really yesterday because he only got to sleep at 3am that morning to wake up 5 hours later and be attacked by Claire. That was definitely all his energy gone out the window. He sat back up, rubbing his eyes as he breathed out loudly. Life was getting more and more confusing and nerve racking to him each day and he knew why.
Claire and Ada. They hated one another and it was pretty obvious. It was strange somehow, seeing them both again in the same area, like the old times. He remembered Raccoon, which is ironically where he had met both women. Each beautiful in her own way.
Ada with her exotic, oriental beauty. Intelligent, quiet and mysterious yet radiates a certain attractiveness. She had almost shot him at that parking lot, thinking he was a zombie. Although she seemed very distant at first and too occupied with finding her lost boyfriend, they managed to get along well. There was certainly a bit of attraction between them. What he couldn't understand, however, was how quickly she got over her boyfriends death. The way she told him how she found out he was dead. Only one word could describe it. Cold.
But then there was also Claire. With her intense, mischievous blue eyes and natural beauty and a smile that could light up the world. Loud, open, witty, smart and so strong but possesses the kindest heart. She just naturally draws people towards her without intending to. He met her a little after arriving at Raccoon and they split up soon after. He still feels guilty for assigning her on going around to look for survivors with him, but he knew she had the courage and determination and he always admired her for that. She was stubborn however, and never listened to him, always wanting to do things her way, and even though he always acted annoyed, he secretly loved it.
'Why can't those two realize what amazing women they are and just get along. They're driving me crazy!' he thought, twirling his pen around. 'Man, I hurt Claire pretty bad this morning. I really gotta think of a good apology for the things I've said. I mean I KNOW I regret them and never meant a word of it but does Claire know that? Ugh and I also can't keep Sherry's words out of my mind! What could be the reason for all this anger between us?
"Kennedy, you look like shit man. You NEED to get laid!" came the voice of Trey O'Donnell, Leon's African American co-worker, which made Leon jump in surprise.
Leon chuckled half-heartedly, "is it that obvious?"
"Hell yeah! You been in these funky mood swings for a long time now. And today you look like you been hit with a truck. It's either you've been married for way too long or ya need to get some, know what I'm sayin?" Trey said grinning.
"You know, it's funny you say that since I DID have a crap morning, and I only slept for like 4 hours, and Claire had to start a fight with me a little too early, and if I WAS married then I wouldn't have to worry about the getting laid part but the actual wife's wrath bit," said Leon in one breath.
Trey laughed, "Yeah I feel ya bro. Is always like that with me and Shantice, she be buggin me every morning about me leaving my dirty socks everywhere and how I should be more responsible, being a good role model for the kids, bla bla."
"Well you got the marriage excuse and I don't."
Trey walked in and sat on Leon's desk, changing his face to a more serious look. "So, uh-Leon. When exactly WILL you make a move on Claire?"
Leon's mouth dropped open in surprise. "Where'd that come from?"
"Come on man, I'm your friend! I see the way you look at her and talk about her. You two have been best friends for years. Don't you think it's time to move on to the next stage?"
Leon's face turned a darker shade of red and he shook his head. "I don't know what you're talking about. I mean I care about Claire A LOT. Heck I love her, she's my best friend, but....I dunno. I really don't know what to sum of my feelings for her."
Trey frowned, folding his arms over his strong chest. "Don't tell me it's that Ada woman that's stopping you."
Leon raised a brow, "Ada? No I don't think Ada's stopping me from doing anything."
"Well do you love Ada?" Asked Trey, obviously enjoying the fact that he was interrogating Leon.
Leon was like a legend in the F.B.I Agency. They had taken him instantly after finding out of his involvement in taking down Umbrella. He showed great leadership skills and could always be counted on, but hardly ever talked about his personal life with his colleagues, which is why Trey was so eager on finding out more about his friend's little obvious love- triangle problem.
This question caught Leon off by surprise. "Love Ada?? Man, what's up with you asking me all these questions all of a sudden?"
"Cause you're obviously confused and you need to talk about it! You've been all stressed out lately, especially ever since Ada started talking to you again a couple months ago. As your friend I'm here to help you get it all out, so just know that if you ever need to talk I'm here, aight?" Trey said in a sincere tone.
"Thanks. But I think I can handle it....anyways, what's today's assignment?" Leon asked, changing the subject. He sat back in his chair, putting both hands behind his head.
Trey rolled his eyes, "We just got some paper work to do. I'm thinking the police get more excitement than we do nowadays. There ain't nothin happenin around here that could involve the F.B.I."
Leon smiled, shrugging his shoulders, "I know, it's pretty boring. But atleast it means the country is doin alright for once, right?"
Trey got up and stretched. "Yeah I guess. Well I'm gonna go and sit at my desk and miserably read boring papers since you're actin all tight assed. Laters Kennedy." He winked.
Leon sighed as his friend left. He turned back to his papers but thoughts of Claire's hurt face kept popping back in his mind.
ON THE ROAD:
Claire quickly passed another car, making the wheels of her motorbike squeak. To her, there was nothing better than riding freely through the half empty highways when she felt like getting away from anything that was bothering her. For the last couple of weeks her own home seemed insufferable to her with Ada strolling all around the place thinking she was the queen of Sheba.
'I wonder how Mark will explain how Ada got a hold of his number. I'll beat it out of him if I had to!' Claire thought angrily. She didn't think she could ever get a true explanation from Ada if she asked her, but Mark was different and he knew better than to lie to Claire. She didn't feel like being so lady like right now, and as much as she hated seeing him after that awkward kiss, it had to be done. He acted so happy as if not realizing how she didn't even kiss him back!
Claire started slowing down as she got closer to Mark's apartment building. She had to give him credit for leaving his parents house finally. She got off the bike and took off her helmet, moving strands of wild hair from her face. She jogged into the building, and ran up to the third floor, which is where Mark lived, knowing he would be home since he wouldn't be awake yet. She breathed in loudly then knocked on the door forcefully. The door was opened a minute later by a sleepy looking, long haired guy, still in his boxer shorts with barney the friendly dinosaur on it. Claire held back the urge to laugh and realized that this must be one of Mark's friends, and probably his room mate.
"Yeah?" He asked yawning loudly in Claire's face.
Claire moved away slightly trying not to look too disgusted as the stinky breath hit her nose. "Uh, is Mark up yet?"
The guy scratched his backside then his chest before answering, "Nah, he's still asleep. Want me to wake him?"
"Could you please? I really have to ask him something," replied Claire.
"Alright hold on," he said disappearing into the messy room. Claire looked at her feet and started humming a nursery rhyme tune. She didn't even know why it hit her, but she had been standing there waiting for about ten minutes.
'The barney guy could've atleast let me in!' she thought, annoyed.
Mark suddenly appeared in front of her, with his hair brushed and fully dressed, giving her a toothy smile. "Claire! Gosh, I didn't think I'd see you again so soon!" he said, a little too excitedly.
Claire raised both eyebrows wondering what in the world could have possessed her to go out with this guy in the first place. Was she seriously THAT desperate at getting back at Leon?
She wasted no time and took out the note from her bag, holding it in front of his face. "Hey Mark, I was just wondering how Ada got a hold of YOUR number when she doesn't even know you. Or atleast I never thought she did. So can you tell me please how the HELL she got it cause I really wanna know."
Mark gasped slightly, and looked at Claire nervously.
"Well? How did she get it?" Asked Claire again, more harshly this time. She was not having a good day and did not care at the moment whether she was being nice or not.
Mark looked away and gulped, "Alright, come in."
A/N: Yay, I finally got around to finishing this chapter! Hope you guys liked it! I tried to give you guys a glimpse of what might be going on with Leon, but I leave the judgments to you on what you think, and who you think he truly likes/loves. (if its not obvious, that is) So review and tell me what you think^_^ Trust me, they make my DAY!