Don't Speak

By: Rezie

Chapter 4 - Let me go

( Song: Let me go - 3 doors down)

Rezie: Thanks for the reviews from Sci-Fi-Reader Snyper Zero


Brushing my boyish haircut back, wisps of the auburn strands whipped up. I ruffled it around, attempting to erase the confusion that plagued me. I groaned, nearing the break-room, I viewed blurry figures talking about. My senses had turned numb, my eyes felt inflamed. I was being swallowed up by your memory, you were a never-ending dream...a dream that would never be true.

I rubbed my orbs, shaking the sleep out of me. " He Becks" Jill said. I smiled at her, as I felt cold hands wrapped around my petite frame. Kisses rolled on my cheeks, as I faked another smile at the man holding me. " Come on, we all gotta get ready, today is the today, Time to fuck up those Umbrella Bitches again" He smiled cockily followed by a laugh, as the others laughed with him.

His hold tightened on me, as he whispered into my ear " He's not me..remember that" then flashed us all a smile and returned to walk down our corridor. I sighed, angered by his rude remark and his hypocrisy, but I just Shrugged it off, following him.

The group sighed in confusion, soon resuming their usualness.

Spare Room

Slicking back his red-tipped black hair, he dragged his bags into the plain spare room. There was a small closet, two beds and a standing lamp. " Which bed do you want?" He asked. " Doesn't matter" She spoke, rolling in her two bags, she dropped them at the side of the bed, soon retrieving a small carrying bag.

He propped his two army bags on the bed he had chosen, the one facing the wall, while Lorraine had been left with the one parallel with the closet. " you were once in the army?" She asked, scanning the used army gear. " No, My older sister, Naomi is, she's a medic over there, imported these for me" He corrected, staring at the bags. "O" She sighed, taking a seat on the bed.

" When I was a bit younger, I use to live in Raccoon City, my sister, too, use to be a medic.The Outbreak was a living hell, and I had sworn to escape and leave, but here I am coming back." She sighed, leaning back, leaving her legs to dangle. " Lost your family didn't you?" He asked. She sighed, barely audibly. " We all have reasons" He smiled at her. " People I had loved, that had loved me back were taken away from me... That's my reason, to redeem them Joey...to redeem their memory" She closed her eyes, laying on the palms of her hands. " You know what ?" He asked, sitting on the side of her bed, gazing at her beauty. " What ?" She asked, eyes still closed in thought. " You're not that bad jersey" He smiled, standing up and going to his bed. She smiled, taken off-guard by the words he had spoken.

one more kiss could be the best thing

one more lie could be the worst

and all these thoughts are never resting

and you're not something I deserve

in my head there's only you now

this world falls on me

in this world, there's real and make believe

this seems real to me

you love me, but you don't know who I am

I'm torn between this life I lead

and where I stand

you love me, but you don't know who I am

so let me go

let me go

Storage Room

Feeling the side of the wall, she flicked at the light switch as the room came to life with the brilliance of the artificial light.

" Load up on artillery, as much as you can carry." Jill ordered. " We'll tell the others to pick up their shit later, but we get first pick" She smiled. Claire shook her head in disbelief, soon laughing it off.

They scanned the room filled with guns and ammo.Claire walked over to a wooden shotgun and picked up a strap from the floor, soon strapping the shot-gun onto her back. " Can I ask you a question?" Claire asked the older woman, more than cautiously. " Sure, I won't sue you" Jill smiled at her, taking a Magnum and holstering it onto her belt. " Do you miss her ?" Claire cautiously asked. Jill didn't answer, grabbing some Battery packs from the adjacent shelf. " Sometimes" Jill finally answered. Claire turned her gaze at the woman, as she loaded a 9mm and holstered it onto her waist as well.Jill sighed , passing Claire and retrieving another magnum from the silver shelf. " Here" Claire offered her magnum ammo, as Jill accepted and loaded the empty gun, she holstered it on her side strap. Jill smiled at Claire, making Claire blush timidly.

" How are you and Leon?" Jill asked, changing the subject as she leaned on the end wall, smoothing out her leather clothing. " Nothing there really, he's more of a brother" Claire smiled, scanning the woman. " you and Carlos?" She asked, retrieving a survival knife from the shelf next to her and placing it on her holster.

" Sure" She bluntly stated followed a laugh. Claire laughed with her, scanning the area once more.

There was dull silence, the pacing foot of Jill constantly beating. " Did you love her?" Claire asked, breaking the silence. " I did...I still do.." Jill softly stated. Claire sighed.Jill noticed the pain in her tone, as she lifted her head to watch her swaying back and forth. Jill walked toward the younger girl decked in her usual clothing.Claire stared into her orbs, confusion spurring around her." You miss her a lot, huh?" Claire asked, staring at the floor timidly. Jill paused, lost in her eyes.

" I never miss her when I'm with you" Jill spoke, invading her personal space once more, but none caring. Jill's eyes pierced into Claire's like knifes. The jasmine scent traced on Claire resonated, fuming the room. " Really?" Claire asked, trying to cover up the excitement in her voice. Jill lifted the younger girl's chin towards her, both gazing into each others orbs. " Really" She whispered, moving in closer until she could taste the girl's breath.Claire was taken aback by the kiss, soon adjusting as Jill's hands traced from her back down.Claire caressed Jill's face, becoming more familiar to the kiss.

I dream we head to what I hope for

and I turn my back on loving you

how could this love be a good thing

when I know what I'm going through

in my head there's only you now

this world falls on me

in this world, there's real and make believe

this seems real to me

you love me, but you don't know who I am

I'm torn between this life I lead

and where I stand

you love me, but you don't know who I am

so let me go, just let me go

no matter how hard I try

I cant escape these things inside

I know, I know

but all the pieces fall apart

you will be the only one who knows

who knows

Balcony

" So you believe, Umbrella is back for good?" Carlos asked Barry, tapping his cigarette so the ashes would fall. " We do.We believe their is another underground establishment, one lower down from the hive.Anyway the destruction of the previous hive, was quite simple, to simple.There has to be more to do with it" Barry explained, brushing back his balding hair. " But, for sure the Hive is destroyed, well at least the top layer?" Leon asked. " We are sure of that, but I believe they are trying to lure us in, like mice." Barry explained with doubt. " We'll be careful.Underneath they are probably making more of those genetic mutations, and as always we're the ones trying to fucking stop it".Carlos angrily spoke, throwing his wasted cigarette and pounding it with the heel of his boots.

" I guess" Leon agreed, styling his hair back. " How are you sure Umbrella's back?" He asked Barry. " We're not, it may not be anything, but we have to secure the premises.We need to make sure. 50/50 their back." He explained, staring at cloudless sky. Leon sighed, as the dimming sun stood .

Bed-room

" Chris" Rebecca whispered, as he laid down in their bed, eyes closed. " I'll never be the man you want me to be" He softly said, eyes opened and now gazing at her.Rebecca sat speechless, how was he handling this so maturely?

" I'll never be him... no matter how much you want me to be" He softly stated, almost whispered. " He's dead...I'm not...I'll always be there for you ...He's not even here...get it through your fucking head, he's never coming back, just please let him go" I knew his anger at taken over him, as he shot out of bed, glaring down on me.He sighed, I knew he was trying to handle this maturely. Clenching his teeth, he moved out of bed and walked out of the door, slamming it behind him.

I was speechless, what had I to say? Maybe Chris was right? maybe I had to let him go. His memory had to let me go.

you love me, but you don't know who I am

I'm torn between this life I lead

and where I stand,

you love me, but you don't know who I am

so let me go

just let me go

you love me, but you don't

you love me, but you don't

you love me, but you don't know who I am

you love me, but you don't

you love me, but you don't

you love me, but you don't know me...