Ok again with the disclaimer, I do not own resident evil, thou in my mind I do, I don't own hunk, thou in my mind he is my slave, I do however own Naomi, MINE stay away :P go on and sue me, you wont get nada cos well I have nada!
I hate this chapter, really really hate it, I just cant go through it again (this is like the tenth draft or something) so thought what the hell just post it, go on, I know you wanna slag it off on the review, I don't mind, I'll agree with you ^__^ it just needs to be done to get to stooped chapter 7....which I also hate by the way.
ANYWHO here it is...I dedicate it too....ME for spending so much time on it, I've never done anything like this before, didn't know I had it in me!! ^__^ whee for me!
Ok off you go, go read the stupid chapter 6.....gah I hate this one L
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My sides aching….I'm awake…Shit what happened again? Oh yeah…Naomi. She's still asleep. I slide away from Naomi, she stirs but doesn't wake up completely. She mutters something about Nemesis….We must both be dreaming about it now. Sitting up hurts like hell. That bottle of aspirin I took from Naomi's apartment is on the side cabinet, so I take a couple. She probably took them out of my pocket when I passed out. I need a cigarette, I've only got a couple left though….Fuck it, I'll have one now and swipe some while we're moving through the city. The G-Virus sample's on the side cabinet as well, I'll put that back in my pocket now before I forget about it…Naomi's mumbling about something again, doesn't look like she's having a nice dream….
"Hey Naomi…..wake up…" I shake her shoulder gently, remembering that she hurt it, but she just frowns, roles over and curls up like a kid. Not ready to wake up yet then…I'll let her sleep a little longer. Shit what the hell did she do to my bag? All my stuffs been tipped out onto the floor. Damn it, stupid little….What if we were ambushed or something and had to get out of here quickly! That's why everything should be packed away ready to run…..But then again, she isn't a soldier, she's never been in a situation like this again, she doesn't understand. Better start cleaning this up then. Damn kneeling down hurts like hell as well, the aspirin's kicked in, numbing the pain a little but nothing compared to a shot of morphine. If I'm lucky we'll run past a pharmacy and I'll grab more powerful painkillers…This is going to be easier than I thought, Naomi hasn't really messed up my bag, it just looks worse than it really is, apart from the first aid kit being ransacked everything else is in its place…just not in my bag. I reload my weapons, put a couple of clips in my pockets, and pack the rest of the spare ammo in my bag, running low….Shit not good. Must have wasted quite a bit on nemesis…I should have just run…But then it would have got Naomi…I should have let it get her. I know I should have but…I didn't did I? This is dangerous, I'm becoming too attached. I should go now. But she knows too much about Umbrella…and too much about me…I have to kill her, it's the rules. But when have I been following the rules here anyway…I could just pack up and leave. She'll wake up alone, curse herself for trusting me and find some other survivors to latch on too….But if she does survive she'll be a threat to umbrella and they'll want to know why I didn't kill her when I had the chance…Hah survive, her? No the city would kill her in ten minute's tops...That's it, just pack up and leave. She threw my t-shirt on the floor, how considerate. I quickly pull it on, forgetting about my ribs. It doesn't take me long to lace up my boots, I've been doing this for years, it only takes a few seconds. I silently throw the rest of my shit into my bag and pick up my jacket. Naomi's still asleep, oblivious to what I'm doing. I'm leaving her...She'll die here. I promised I wouldn't let her die but...when have my promises ever meant anything? They're just words, they mean nothing to me....But looking at her now....Shit where did this voice come from. It's like there's another person in side of me, trying to get out, telling me to help her, stay with her...protect her. But then my inner soldier kicks in, telling me to go, go now. I spin round and head for the door...Damn it I just kicked over Naomi's bag, I look round to her but she's still asleep. Good. A whole load of crap fell out of her bag, mostly photos. I can see one, its Naomi, looks like it was taken recently, she's got this great big grin on her face, making the peace sign...There's another underneath it, I kneel down to get a closer look. It's a woman, looks a lot like Naomi, she's holding a baby...Must be Naomi's mum, so the baby must be Naomi. God, even as a baby she had that infectious smile, the smile that could make you do anything she wanted. When she smiles at you like that, it's damned hard to say no...I turn round and look back at Naomi. I can't leave her. Damn it. Five seconds ago I was all ready to turn around and leave, and now....I just can't. I blame that stupid smile....
"Wha...what you doing?" Shit. Naomi's awake. She's sitting up, rubbing her eyes trying to wake herself up.
"I was just....err nothing." Yeah go ahead and tell her you were thinking of leaving her to fend for herself...
"What you looking at...." Naomi's crawling down to the end of the bed to get a better look at what I'm holding...
"I...it's just...well I knocked over your bag and...this fell out, its your mum...isn't it?" Naomi blinks a few times, still not fully awake...then nods.
"Yeah...and that ugly baby's me!" Chubby maybe but not ugly....
"Thought so...Not the ugly part! No! I mean your mum....you look just like her..." Nearly walked into that one there! Even I know that women hate it if you even insinuate that they aren't pretty...Naomi takes the picture from me and smiles...It's that smile again...
"Thanks, my dad used to say that all the time....I can't really remember her, this is all I've got. Dad said she hated having her picture taken....don't know why, I think she's beautiful...I mean she didn't even let them take wedding photos of her! I think she was a little crazy actually..." Guess that explains Naomi's odd behaviour then, it runs in the family....
"She must have really cared about you then, to have her picture taken with you...." Naomi just smiles again and sighs...
"Oh...you're ready? We're going now....yeah?" We're going now. Shit.
"Yeah, it wont take you long to get ready....will it?" Naomi shakes her head and rushes round the room. Looks like she's had practice in getting ready in a hurry, probably the kid always late for school.....
"I'm ready!" Damn that was quick. She gives me a little salute, I don't have the heart to tell her she did it wrong, she just looks so cute......did I just say that?
"Here, take this." I hold out my hand gun. She should have a weapon, I know I have limited ammo but if we split up at least she has a fighting chance....wait shouldn't I not be giving her a gun? If we got split up and she died...it would be the end of my troubles....But then again if we run into something I can't handle on my own, it would be worth having an extra pair of hands...even if she might blow a hole in my foot, she might get one shot right....
"Are you sure...I'm not really too sure of how to use one...." She's chewing on her lip again...
"You did ok before....here watch." I slowly unload the gun, load it back up and click the safety off. Naomi just nods.
"See not hard, basically idiot proof." I click the safety back on and give Naomi the gun. God this is comical, I really want to burst out laughing, she doesn't know what to do with the gun, how to hold it or where to put it.....she'll get used to it.
"Thanks I guess....erm where are we heading now then?" She decides on just holding the gun....thank god I put the safety back on...
"North. I'm guessing there was a road block at the end of this street, so we go out through the back of the hotel." Naomi nods...
"Yeah, I saw one....well the burning cars of one, I didn't see many monsters around here when we first got here....but now..." I hope the hotel was virtually deserted when the virus hit, if not we might have a bit of trouble getting out of here.
"Oh wait!" Naomi runs over to the mini-bar....of course, provisions, why didn't I think of that?
"I wanted the Macadamia nuts.....Do you think we should take the alcohol, it's those cute little bottles though...." Hell why not, they'll come in handy for disinfecting wounds, its flammable, and if you feel like getting drunk...
"Sure." Naomi giggles and chucks the whole of the mini-bar into her bag. Greedy little...
"Ok NOW I'm ready to go!" She gives me another one of those mini salutes, I could play around give her one back, or even teach her how to do it properly. But maybe I shouldn't, maybe that's why I'm getting so attached to her, I'm reacting to her. If I stop, then maybe it would be easier to let go.....
"Come on then...." I turn around, take a deep breath and open the door into the hallway....
Stupid me. Stupid stupid stupid. My back packs heavy now. Shoulda emptied the mini-bar into Hunks back pack. Why do I have to carry all this crap? I'm tiny compared to him and he's got hardly anything in that bag! Well actually he does have all that ammo and that does weigh a ton.....but hey that means nothing to him! I should give him my bag....no wait I'm supposed to stop doing this. Damn it, I nearly slap myself in the head...but I don't cos if I did he would really think I was a freak! I forgot, I'm trying to be more independent, more responsible for myself.....Id rather be responsible for myself while he holds my bag though....I'm still tired and my backs killing me now. The pain in my arm's seemed to move to my back. Maybe I can convince Hunk to give me another back massage, now that was hot. When I say hot I mean HOT. Damn it I don't think anyone's ever made me feel that way before....I was so relaxed so...happy. It seems odd to say that in this situation, but I was happy for a few minutes, he made me forget I was here...He still pissed me off though. Lying bastard. I hate it when people lie to me, and he told some big ones! That the G-Virus sample thingy was for a vaccine, that all these monsters were created by accident...They weren't....How can anyone do that? No wait, how can any human create anything like these things that are roaming around the town! I guess Hunk's right, he didn't tell me because he didn't want me to get upset....It was easier to accept when I thought this was all just some really really really big fuck up. But now knowing that all these monsters were made by people, people I worked with....
"Hey you coming or what?" Hunks out in the hall, staring at me. Opps...
"Er yeah course...." He walks off to the right, so I follow close behind him...I think he's in one of his moods again. He's got his game face on and I don't think he's in the mood for a chat...He gave me his handgun. Must trust me....well I don't. Its heavy and I don't wanna hold it but there are some really scary monsters out there so maybe I should keep it...but it's still heavy. I suppose I'll just have to put up with it...This hallways looong! Why did they have to make this hotel so big, not that many people come to Raccoon City anyway, those that do stay in the woods camping or something...I never saw the point in camping. Icky bugs, no toilet or shower....eugh.
"Hey, we're lucky no zombie's down here, guess they can't afford a plush hotel like this eh?" Hunk just nods, focused on moving down the hall. Great. He's gone all silent again. Another stupid mood swing. Maybe he's got PMS...
"What are you laughing at?" Hunks turned his head towards me, shit I must have been laughing out loud. Ok what do I say now....
"Erm....nothing?" Oh yeah Naomi, great answer....idiot.
"Nothing?" I just smile and nod, Hunk just shakes his head and sighs. I wonder why he's being so quiet all of a sudden....I mean I know he was no great talker before, but he really did start to open up to me...and now its like he's shut down all defences again. Agh men, I just don't get them. Maybe it's my fault somehow.....Maybe I pushed him to far, to fast....He didn't seem to mind back in the room though...Woah am I blushing...My cheeks feel all hot, god please don't let Hunk turn round and see me.....We're at the end of the hall now, he's stopped at the stairwell doors...
"Ready?.....You ok?" Hunks staring at me, I really must be blushing, I feel really hot...
"Erm yeah I'm fine....just a little stuffy in here" Now I'm giggling uncontrollably. Shit I'm acting like a little kid. Snap out of it...
"Ok....You ready to go?" He's turned his head back towards the door, he's not looking at me anymore....
"I just....Hunk about back in the room..." Great now I'm talking uncontrollably. I can feel my whole face burning, I must be really really REALLY blushing now! I reach out with my free hand and touch his elbow...
"Shit....Naomi...I can't..." He turns and looks at me, then sighs. We're just staring at each other now....He looks like wants to say something, but.....just cant. I know what I must be doing, I'm chewing my lip, I swear when this is all over I'm gonna have no bottom lip left....I open my mouth to say something when there's this massive crash against the door! It surprises me and I fall backwards over my own feet. Ow I cracked my head on the skirting board....
"Naomi, you ok?!" Hunks already by my side, helping me back up...
"What was that....?" I can hear moaning from the other side of the door...great zombie. I was scared by a stupid zombie...I can feel a lump coming up on my head...
"It's just a zombie....Are you sure you're ok?" I touch the back of my head and my fingers are covered in blood, I must have hit my head worse than I thought...
"I'm bleeding.....It's ok, I'm used to it, I used to hit my head all the time when I was a kid..." I smile weakly, my heads starting to pound, damn it, why do I always hit my head! I'm so clumsy, thank god I have some tissues in my pocket...
"Here...let me..." Hunk takes the tissue from my hand and presses it to the back of my head....We're so close together again, I don't know what to do with my hands....Hunks got one hand on my head, stopping the bleeding, his other arm is now round my shoulders, steadying me. He must think I'm going to fall over again or something....
"How the hell....You might need a couple of stitches if it doesn't stop bleeding soon...shit. Is there a clinic or pharmacy near by?" Ow...soft head plus hard wall equals stitches. Damn it I'm so stupid! Don't cry Naomi....I can already feel the tears welling up, I've gone and slowed us down again! Why do I have to be such an idiot!
"I...I'm sorry...." Hunk squeezes my arm....
"Hey it's ok. Don't cry...it's not your fault, don't worry about it. You'll be fine, you can walk yeah?" All I can do is nod my head, I know if I speak I'll just crack up and burst into tears....
"Good. We'll find a clinic or something nearby and get you patched up...now is there one near??" I sigh and nod...
"Yeah....there's shops nearby, and a doctors on the corner...." Shit I'm crying again, why do I have to cry! The more I tell myself not to cry, the more I actually cry! I am so stupid...
"Good, we'll head that way then, don't worry we need more supplies so we would have gone that way anyway...." Hunk moves his hand away from my head....
"Hey don't cry...its ok really. It looks like its starting to stop bleeding, if you're lucky you won't need any stitches....." I look up to Hunk and smile. Funny, I thought he'd be angry with me, after all I am slowing him down again...He looks a little concerned...somehow I think its for himself, not me. He touches my cheek and wipes away a few of my tears. Is he going to kiss me? I pulled back last time, I'm not sure why, I mean my heart was screaming out for him to touch me, but my brain was saying no. I guess it's that whole trust issue I have with him. But looking at him now, at how he's looking at me...I just know I can trust him. He'll look after me, I know it....
"Naomi...about back in the room....We need to move now, it's not the best place to talk about it, let's leave that till later ok?" His voice is so soothing, so gentle, I can't say no to him, all I can do is smile and nod, hey that's nothing unusual! He moves away from me and back to the door. I didn't notice before but it's the fire exit. I can still hear the low moan of the zombie on the other side of the door.
"Stay there, I'll get rid of this." Hunk opens the door, the zombie lunges for him but he knocks it down then stamps on its head. Ick, it makes such a horrible sound, squelch then CRACK. Yuck I'll never get used to it....My head still hurts a bit, its still bleeding a little....Hunk waves me over to the door. The stairwell is so cold and uninviting. This is such a posh hotel, I woulda thought everything here would be so....nice. But this fire escape is just....grey. I bet it's the employee's fire escape, all the posh people get their own fire-fighters to carry them down the stairs...
"I can hear zombies down the stairs....we'll probably have to run. Are you ok to do that?" Hunks focused on the bottom of the stairwell...
"Yeah don't worry about me, I'll be fine..." In actual fact, I'd like him to be a little worried, nice to think that someone cares....Hunk nodded and has started off down the stairs. I wipe my face and follow him down....