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Atashi: O.O uh…okies then…hmm…let's start…
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Atashi: O.O…is immortally afraid for her own life Uh…forgetting about Wesker's horrible screaming…. eeek…I hope you enjoy this chapter. Your gonna like it! IT'S GOT A BATHIE IN IT THIS TIME HEHEHEHE! Ooohhh I wonder what's gonna happen…. hehe…
Wesker: SHUT IT
Rebecca and Billy had only spent half a night, and a whole day together since Rebecca had come to Billy for assistance in an issue, even though Billy didn't know the whole story with Rebecca and this 'Fiancé' He didn't let it trouble him. Because he took as much time with Rebecca, so he could spend what days they had left to the wind.
Billy Enjoyed Rebecca's company for so long, and had yearned for it since those 6 months of being away from each other.
It pained him to watch Rebecca leave him on the hill, but he knew she couldn't come with him, he was a wanted felon and she, and well she was a beautiful person that had her dream career. He didn't want to intrude in that. Ever. Becca just deserved to be an 18-year-old girl for the time she stayed in her teen years, and her coming to adulthood years.
But he never knew he was going to leave her in such a state. She had managed to marry an abusive bastard who did nothing but spike fear into her goblet of life. A goblet he forced her to drink out of. Such force should be illegal, hell, it was illegal. But that 'fiancé' was just so wrong. He was just, a sick creep.
Rebecca sat there at Billy red couch, it was extremely soft, cause it was a tad fluffy. Something she enjoyed. Fluffy couches. The couch had been drilled with Billy's scent. Something Rebecca always took the time to drown herself in. Also a hobby that came natural to Rebecca.
Out from the doorway came Billy's head It more looked like it had been disfigured, or hacked off from his body, but it was there. Somewhere. Rebecca knew.
"Hey, Rebecca. I'm pretty sure you want a bath right now, and, well, frankly so do I, but theres only enough water for one bath. So I think well have to share."
Rebecca's eyes widened, She couldn't believe Billy had just said that, had he just said to SHARE a bath with her. SHARE? What did he mean SHARE? Like, as in have a bath together…or share the bathwater…? She didn't want to take it the wrong way, but. Jeez, Having a bath with Billy…as arousing it was it seemed just so…weird! The thing was the dwelled in Rebecca's mind was: 'Billy's going to be na…' Rebecca eeked in her mind and a furious flush appeared among her cheeks she looked at Billy mouth gaping slightly and blush flaming. Billy looked at her raised an eyebrow and replied to this stance.
"Uh…Becca…you look like you just heard something that well- Oh, OOH oh, crap…Was that a bad question." Billy scratched his neck and laughed slightly.
Rebecca looked at the ground, a continuing hobby, also connected to her hobby of tackling/hugging people to the ground. Her blush was still much existent on her face.
She raised her head only to find Billy looking back at her closer to her face than normal, he had bent over to look at her face and he had a worried smile on his handsome face, his hair falling to his face.
"You know, if you don't want to-"
Rebecca outbursted before Billy could finish saying anything
"ITS NOT THAT I DON'T WANT TO ITS JUST YOUR GONNA BE NAKED AND SO AM I AND…" Rebecca just overheard what she had said in her wandering mind. And began to blush more harshly at this sudden outburst of hers. Something so sudden she didn't have time to relay it in her mind before figuring the consequences it would have had. Billy looked at her as she jumped backwards.
Billy cracked a grin and laughed
"Becca, that's what your worried about?" Billy looked at her innocently
Rebecca nodded slightly
Billy chuckled keeping that smile on his face.
"Uh…well, I don't know what to say. I mean, I know you may never have seen me naked…but, er, yeah. I guess it is a bit uncomfortable for you, sorry bout that then. Okay, You can have this bath then." Billy smiled at her and rose to his original height.
Rebecca's blush had suppressed to a red hint under her eyes. She looked at Billy and then felt so guilty for being such a brat, he probably hated her now, and she didn't want that. She had dreamt about him so much, and now he had offered to be with her always, even now. She hadn't ever seen Billy, well 'undressed' but she would have liked it sure. But it was just the fact she was going to also be 'undressed' and that was what she didn't want Billy to see…the horrid evidence of her that even she bled.
She hated that.
Rebecca took a deep breath and walked over to the already leaving Billy and grabbed the back of his shirt, and tugged it so he couldn't leave anymore. She didn't want that.
"Um, Billy?" Billy turned behind him and looked at her.
"Yeah?"
Rebecca looked at his shirt and put on a brave face and looked up at him.
"I…you, can also have the bath…with, me that is…I mean, um yeah." Rebecca continued to look at him her blush had returned to its intense heat that lay upon her pale face now.
Billy was wide eyed, but nodded and ruffled her hair and smiled
"Thanks, Becca"
Billy then left and Rebecca was standing there in her stance of awe. How did he keep so clam and cool, even in situations of that? It wasn't fair, he could get a blush out of her, but she couldn't, well, except for the time she ran out of the lingerie dressing rooms in only a corset and tights, Rebecca giggled at the remembrance of this. It was a funny situation though, she had to admit. Embarrassing but pure joy.
The sound of rushing water had been heard from the bathroom; Rebecca turned her head only to see Billy in the bathroom turning the knobs to the right temperature. She felt like a schoolgirl once again just about to share an intimate moment with her first boyfriend. It was sort of like that, but she didn't believe Billy would think it as that way.
She took a deep breath once again, and stripped her clothes of today, as she had received a glimpse of Billy bare back. She knew his back was riddled with scars from the missions he had once been involved in, those 23 people killed, Rebecca knew he was innocent. He was too, too caring. That wasn't a murderer. She had then found out after her near escape from a deadly fall with some apes. That he was innocent, he had been blamed for a murder that was made by another teammate. 'What a creep' Rebecca thought, their leader had been sent to the wrong place, and didn't want to come empty handed, such cruel, cruel eagerness.
She grabbed the towel that Billy had supplied her with and placed it around her pale figure and noticed the effect of fear. It slithered its way around her waist, she especially hated the feel of this. She felt embarrassed, yet so vulnerable. But she knew she would be safe with Billy. It actually, but she would never reveal it, this would be the first time shed reveal her naked form to a man. He was the only man she felt safe with, and knew he would not break his promise or word.
She put a harsh, brave face on her petit childish face and made her way to the bathroom. It was a gleaming white, Billy took care of his house it seemed, and also had cleaning products, 'wow' she thought. She never knew Billy actually was a cleanliness person. He wasn't a neat freak, just was aware of the look of his apartment. He took good care in it, although from the odd dirty dish that was rejected from a wash. But she never minded. She had made her way to the bath when she noticed Billy wasn't inhabiting it anymore so, knowing no one was here, she was about to take off her robe when she felt a pair of staring eyes on her head. She turned around and there was Billy. Looking down at her with his smug grin on his face. Rebecca jumped back and the towel almost fell completely off, she grasped an angered, embarrassed hold on to it. And looked at Billy glaring.
"You shouldn't sneak on people like that, Billy"
"Hey, it is my bathroom remember, Becca"
"So? That doesn't matter"
"Yes it does"
"…Billy"
"What? I've done nothing!"
"Hah, fat chance"
Billy grinned and grabbed the towel from her hand but she quickly grabbed it back glaring at her. Billy shrugged and just happily stripped himself of his towel and jumped in the bath. It wasn't a small bath; it was kind of like a wide, long bath. A Victorian type bath. It had accompanied feet at the bottom, what seemed to be lion's feet.
Billy sighed a happy sigh and looked at her, arms resting on the baths edges. He looked at Rebecca and raised an eyebrow.
"Well?"
"Well what?" Rebecca asked innocently
"Your towel?"
"What about it?"
"You honestly don't think you can have a bath with a towel on, Rebecca?"
Rebecca looked at him angrily and replied
"No…"
"So get rid of it"
Rebecca looked at him and shook her head madly. Billy sighed.
"Okay, I'm not looking"
Rebecca sighed, as Billy turned to the side closing his eyes. She didn't really know whether they were properly closed, but she didn't really have a choice, it was either take it off herself, or have Billy chuck her in the bath no towel, nothing. Not even her wits about herself.
Rebecca took off the towel slowly and closed her eyes as she made her way to the bath touching it with her toe first then sat down behind Billy, trying her best to keep far from him, so to not intrude his space or, at least something like that. She didn't really know.
She'd never experienced a bath with a guy, not even- ugh; she didn't want to think about him. He was history; she just wanted to soak in the environment right now, or more, the situation. The hot water soaked into her muscles and released them.
"Can I turn round now? Or do you have problems with that?"
Rebecca looked at the back of his head and looked at herself, her chest hidden in the depths of the water, she could still see those fear marks. No, she didn't want him to see.
"Um…kind of a no, right now." Rebecca heard a sigh as Billy slouched forward
"Fine, have your little body issues…"
"What? I'm not having body issues."
"Well, then let me turn around"
"No"
"Why not? Its not like I'm some pervert"
"How do I know?"
"Rebecca! You've spent a day with me, and you think me a dirty old man?"
"Uh…I dun know"
"Then let me turn around!" Billy remarked frustrated
"Why do you want to?"
"So I can talk to you"
Rebecca sighed repeatedly and replied with a 'yes'
Billy turned around happy; he won that little fight, but come on. When does Billy not win a fight? 'Probably when he's got his hands tied behind his back, and his manly ego crushed' Rebecca giggled to herself.
"What are you laughing at? I'm not that bad am I…" Billy sulked
Rebecca waved her hands
"Ooh, No No. You look good…I mean, uh…that just kind of came out. Sorry…" Rebecca blushed softly and tried not to lock her gaze on his well, toned, and muscled chest. Water dripping off it.
Billy laughed and made a slight splash against Rebecca's face.
"Hah, I knew it. You just adore me Doll"
Rebecca looked at him angrily and 'hmpfed'
"So, I mean, oh crud."
"HAH YOU DO I knew it" Billy nodded his head and folded his arms in agreeing to himself.
Rebecca turned away as she felt a warm, wet hand on her shoulder.
"Hey, don't worry bout it. Bec-" Just then, before he finished he noticed something red and healing on her neck, then, after an examination of it, he noticed another on her right breast's starting. Then. He figured what they were.
Cuts, bruises…they were, all over her body, her arms and her neck.
Billy, wide eyed traced the scars down Rebecca's neck. Rebecca shivered, and finally noticed, it was the scar of feat that he had been touching, she then, a skip in her heart, swapped his hand away and covered her top half with her arms hiding the scars
"Its-Its nothing, really-"
Billy looked at her angrily in disbelief…
"…How, can this be nothing? Rebecca, look at me, dammnit Rebecca, he did this didn't he? HE DID DIDN'T HE? Rebecca! WHY DID YOU GO ALONG WITH IT! HE WAS HURTING YOU AND YOU NEVER BOTHERED TO TRY CONTACT SOMEONE?"
Rebecca began to shudder from the cold and also the harshness of Billy's hurt voice, it pained her that Billy was shouting at her like this, she knew this was a bad idea, she knew it, and now. He knew it. The pain of these scars, the weight she carried them around with. Yes, James had done it, and given it to her. It was proof to her that she was still in this world. It was proof she was still alive. It was honest, but painful proof.
"Get up Rebecca."
Rebecca looked up at him in disbelief, first shouting, now a calm ask. She shook her head then Billy grabbed her arm as he also got up with her.
The two stood there, naked, and water dripping off their bodies. Rebecca snatched her arm off Billy's grasp and tried her best to cover more her top half than her bottom. The scars now were larger, around her thighs, and her legs, her belly, and around her breasts. They were deep, and painful for her. His eyes widened. Why hadn't he noticed them before? Was he so infatuated with himself, his own issues, to not even notice the pain that lay behind Rebecca's strong personality, her laughter was only sometimes real. Rebecca Was now in tears, her salty, cold tears ran down her neck, and scars. They dropped onto the water with droplets hitting the surface. Billy looked at her, such pain he never noticed, and he was a fool. For not realizing the pain that was ruling over Rebecca. He noticed the tears running down her face. And he unconsciously, embraced her, naked or not, she needed comfort, someone to keep her warm, just something she could hold a grasp on. He grasped her frail, scarred body, and he just stood in the water hugging her, she was shocked at first, but welcomed his open embrace, she began to break down, they both now were kneeling in the water, the water had gone cold by now, but they just kneeled in front of each other, holding each other. Rebecca cried, with all her might, this pain was overwhelming, and forcing itself in the scars openings.
After Billy finally realized they both were shivering he Smiled softly at Rebecca and grabbed two towels, one for him and one for her.
He placed it around her first, covering the scars that hurt her for eternity's end, until it came screaming down a hill. Billy wrapped the fluffy white Towel around his waist, and led Rebecca into the lounge, and placed her on the couch, and joined her, Rebecca was still teary eyed, but had stopped letting the little droplets falling from her green sea. She sat there, and Billy sat next to her. He placed his arm around her shoulder and allowed her to fall to his lap, her head lying on his lap. She sobbed lightly as he stroked her brown, wet hair, he hadn't really bothered to put clothes on himself, neither had her, they were still wet, and still half naked, at least they were a bit more clothed than before.
"Rebecca, I'm sorry for shouting, it's just. I couldn't take, it. Those scars. And, it just hurt." Billy said with his head falling to the sofas head.
Rebecca smiled softly and looked up at him raising her head off his lap. She shaked her head softly. And smiled.
"Its okay, I know. I'm sorry for not telling you, I just didn't want you to get hurt…inside and out." She said Honestly, her heart pounded with hurt, but with promise.
Billy smiled at her and stroked her hair Rebecca smiled brightly up at him.
"Well, now we have our issues sorted out. Hmm, you know as arousing it is wearing only a towel its getting kind of cold don't you think" He chuckled
Rebecca giggled, she was glad Billy was back to his kind, husky old self. It was a nice change from his screaming. She knew he would be mad; somehow anything that hurt Rebecca hurt Billy. Kind of like those bonds you see really close people get with each other. She figured maybe that's what they shared. A bond. But what kind of bond, she had to ask herself. She hoped for an intimate kind, but that was just a hope, a simple, yet complicated in its own way, a wish of some sort.
Billy got up, placed Rebecca back on the couch and left to his room, she heard a door slide, then silence. A few thumps, and then a door slide, he came out of his room and back in the lounge with black boxers on, buttons at the front, and a white bathrobe, he threw Rebecca her sleepwear, which was her camisole, a green, lined with white ribbon spaghetti strings on the arms, the panties were also green with white lace, and tied up ribbons, but the bathrobe was for her, as he also threw that at her. As hit overhauled on her head, and almost covered Rebecca entirely.
Billy laughed deeply, and then sat back on the couch. And Rebecca just got in her sleepwear from inside the fluffy robe. They sat together just watching late night t-v, which happened to be some opera thing about how some guy had cheated on his wife, who had his daughter who's daughter cheated on her husband, so it was an ongoing circle of throwing punches and screams, and fake crying. Hey, it was television. Rebecca was getting tired, and Billy nudged her, as to say 'go to bed' in an honest way, of course.
"Why don't you go to bed? You look pretty tired out."
Rebecca nodded and left to his room, waved a goodnight and mumbled, a goodnight. She wasn't into talking right now.
The room was dark, the sheets were white as the duvet was black and silky, Billy obviously had good taste, the best part was it smelt like Billy, there was a window right next to the bed and it was slightly open, allowing the wind to wind its way in, and rustle a few of Rebecca's hair strands as also the white curtains.
She lay there facing the ceiling, the robe still on her, she tried to get to sleep, but the wind continually winded itself around her, the whispers of the outside word perverted on her silence, and peace. They broke to her ears and echoed a silent word of promise. She tossed and turned, but something didn't feel right. Something was missing…
He was.
Billy, she wanted him with her, she knew that was a long stretch, why would Billy ever want to stay with a girl like her, she never understood why anyone would, she had lost confidence in herself, over the years of James's torture spells. She shivered from the wind and decided,
'It's a long shot, but I really am getting lonely here.' She got up, and went to the door; she silently opened it as she heard the blur of the television. She pushed the door back and saw Billy looking back at her.
"Rebecca? I thought you went to bed?" Billy cocked his head sideways and looked at her questiongly.
"Um, I- I was getting lonely. And it's not fair it's a double bed, so…I was wondering if you wanted to share it with me…please?"
Billy was astonished; she wanted him to go with her…TO SLEEP? He was honestly proud, honest he was. He really felt wanted, and helpful. He smiled at her from the darkness crawling on his face. He got up and turned off the television. And followed her to the room. She got in and so did he. Her next to the window and him more nearer to the door.
They lay there in silence. The wind was now softer than before, as if the wind was the capable one to finally push those two together. Rebecca thanked the wind; somehow, she knew it was their fault for bringing this here.
"So…"
"So…" Rebecca chorused.
"Nice night."
Rebecca noticed…James had said almost the same thing when they were alone…except, James was talking about the day, and Billy was talking about the night…was it the night that was more thankful, loved her more than the day? Or maybe the night was more forgivable than the day. It gave her a lot more. It really did.
"Yeah…the winds nice to listen to, it may be really illegible, but it's nice to listen to." Rebecca softly smiled in the darkness.
Billy smiled too, although they weren't aware of it, they both were filled with joy, just to have another next to each other. They had been alone for so long. And now,
They had each other to look for.
"Billy?"
"Mm" Billy replied sleepily
"I, I want to try again…"
Billy looked at her
"What do you mean try again…what exactly are you trying again…?"
Rebecca was blushing under the moon, the moon seemed to be laughing at her, but a playful partner it was.
"The kiss…." Her words were silent, but so strong.
Billy's eyes widened.
"Oh…you didn't really take my 'you haven't kissed much guys, have you?' thing?"
Rebecca shook her head, her hair overlapping her cheeks flustered reasons.
"I, just want to see what it feels like…again, when I'm more, awake than asleep in my own world, my head up in the clouds."
Billy looked at her from the side
"Okay then, well, I'm waiting" He smirked
"But, your sppose to make the move"
Oh, ME? Why me? Why cant you? Be good practice when you meet other guys now wont it?" He smirked
Rebecca, wide eyed glared at him, mentally of course.
"But Billy…"
Billy looked at her from the corner of his eye
"You know…you didn't really make me come to the bed because all you wanted to do was make out with me…did you?"
Rebecca jumped and nearly fell off the bed
"NO OF COURSE NOT"
Billy chuckled
"Okay then, doll, you ready?"
Rebecca blushed and nodded.
Billy moved closer to her grinning ear to ear, Rebecca just sat there awaiting the meeting. Billy was coming closer, she knew. She wasn't totally aware of it, but she was trying to stay on this earth, his scent now was prominent near her. She took it in, drunk at the effect of his musky smell. Then she felt it, the breathing on her own lips, he was so close, her body told her to just do something with her hands now, but her mind told her to stay put, frozen like the dolphin water fountain at the mall.
Then, it came to her, Billy's lips were right on hers, his tongue was sliding across her mouth awaiting entrance and she happily gave his tongue a way in. she felt it tackle her own down and begin to search, and explore the new found area.
Rebecca made a slight moan in her throat as she 'unconsciously', now when we say 'unconsciously' we mean, she really used that as an excuse. She placed her arms on her chest and began to rub it feeling every muscle tense on her touch, Billy's hands were now pulling down her robe, as it fell to her sides he place his hands down her neck and stroked her breasts slowly making his hands go further down her figure, to her stomach, and then over her thighs he began to grope at her thighs, clawing at them.
Rebecca whimpering slightly in her throat, then, she felt his hands come across to her panties, they slid across, and then, it all came back to her
James
Desire
Lust
Hate
Rage
Fear…
Rebecca's eyes widened and she pulled away and tears rolled down her cheeks, as here eyes just looked at Billy, she didn't make a sound her tears just ran down her cheeks. Billy looked at her, what had he done…maybe; this is what he had done to her…this jerk. That Fiancé of hers had taken advantage of her, Billy felt dirty for even doing this, he didn't mean to make her cry…hell, he really didn't, he obviously had brang back some flashbacks of what had happened. He hated himself for that, he never meant to, He looked at her and both of them just looked at each other the deathly silence killing everything in its path the moon sobbed over the broken two, the stars fell at the colds deathly feet. The trees stopped their murmurings and began a ballad of unearthly echo's…Billy stood up and looked at her, he began to walk towards the door.
"NO BILLY DON'T LEAVE PLEASE? PLEASE DON'T LEAVE! I BEG OF YOU!" Rebecca's screams echoed off the walls, Billy heard them but he kept walking, why? Why did he keep walking…WHY?
She began to cry harshly, tears streaming down her cheeks, he knew it, and she knew it.
"BILLY, Billy…. no…please…don't go…." Rebecca was getting weak; she couldn't take the heartbreak she was feeling. It took the best of her and destroyed it; she sat there crying, then, with no reason She felt strong arms push her head against his chest. His warmth, she was safe. He was there.
"I'm sorry Rebecca, I never meant for that to happen, it kind of just, happened. I'm sorry." Billy pressed Rebecca's head softly but closely to his chest, the warmth exchanging from each other.
"Its okay…" Rebecca sobbed into his chest, she felt like a broken doll- Billy was right, she was just like a doll. Broken, but precious. That's what she felt. Precious with Billy, broken with James. That's what she felt like.
For one hour they just held each other not knowing what to do with their spare time, sleep? Or, just start making out again- no, that couldn't happen, it would bring Billy to do his radical things again. So, they just held each other, nothing more, nothing less.
Billy looked at Rebecca.
"So, Becca…you've never done it…have you…"
Rebecca looked at Billy and shamefully nodded.
Billy sighed
"I'm sorry, my boyish fantasies can get in the way of my actions…I cant say how sorry I really am. I promise never to do that aga-"
Rebecca looked up at him
"No, don't promise that"
Billy looked at her astonished his blue eyes slightly, glistening.
"But- But why?"
Rebecca smiled softly at him, her green eyes at his lips
"Because, one day…we will…" She blushed a deep crimson and leaned her head against his chest.
Billy was still slightly shocked, they were both acting like lovers…desperate lovers, but nonetheless, actual girlfriend, and boyfriend…something he hadn't had in a long time…
He smiled and lay her sleeping form on the bed, and lay beside her, holding her in front of him, as to not let her fall…
Atashi: …
Wesker: …sniff
Atashi: YOUR CRYING?
Wesker: NO hide's tissues
Atashi: O.O AHH WESKER YOU ARE
Wesker: FINE WHAT IF I AM? AN EVIL GENIOUS NEEDS A GOOD CRY NOW AND AGAIN JUST LIKE YOU NEED A GOOD BELLY LAUGH
Atashi: O.O Suuuure…. uh, I'm sorry! I really am THIS IS BLOODY 13 PAGES LONG ARGH IM SO SORRY I NEVER MEANT FOR IT TO BE SO LONG But, its kinda interesting, I get so wrapped up in portraying peoples emotions, and clothes it just gets kinda, er, involved into my head. IM SORRY AHH beats self with a stick I hope it wasn't tooo boring…
Wesker: I LOVE ROMANCES I CANT HIDE IT ANYMORE
Atashi: …Okay…your scaring me a bit…PLEASE REVIEW AND ILL SEE ABOUT THE NEXT CHAPTER…man, what am I going to do for the next chapter….O.O
Wesker: BABIES
Atashi: WTF BABIES!
Wesker; Yeah!
Atashi: O.O actually…. that makes a good sequel…Hehehe rubs evil hands together AHH NOW ITS 14 PAGES LONG