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Jill couldn't believe her eyes. There was Claire sitting in Wesker's lap kissing him, from the looks of it, passionately. The sight of anyone wanting to kiss this man made her sick to her stomach. She then raised her Beretta M92FS, aiming for Wesker's head. But Claire jumped up, nearly stepping on Wesker in the process, and was blocking him from her view.
What the hell is she doing………?
Jill didn't know what was going on after she dropped the phone in pain. It had taken a while for the ringing in her ears to stop. But even now she could still hear ringing.
"Claire what the hell is going on?" Jill could tell that Claire was trying to come up with some kind of explanation for what they were doing. Wesker on the other hand looked really out of place and just plan confused.
"Jill I can explain." But Jill no longer cared about what they were saying when her eyes fell upon Chris' dead body.
"I'm going to kill you son of a bitch!" Jill was full of so much rage that she didn't notice that Wesker made no effort to get out of the way. He only just stood there, like an idiot. Claire how every was already on the move. Before Jill could even register that she had moved, Claire keened her in the stomach and went for the gun.
"I'm sorry Jill but I won't allow you to hurt him."
Jill could do nothing but look at her best friend, trying desperately to say something, before Claire pulled the trigger.
"Claire….no…" Was all she got out before the sound of the gun cut her scream short. Wesker who had been watching the whole time didn't know if he should run away, like a frighten child, or stay and not risk her shooting him as well.
She then turned to look at Wesker who was now attempting to, yet again, walk away from her. Only this time he was going the wrong way and ended up falling on her bed, which is the last place he wanted to be. Trying his best to get up and run like the really was no tomorrow he only succeeded in making things worse. How? Well the look on Claire's face was a mixture of what could only be pain, sadness, anger, and to his misery a seductive smile.
Why is she doing this to me……? God I wish Jill had just shot me instead of glaring at us……
As he thought this Claire decreased the distance between them, now only three feet away she put her hand on his shoulder and pushed him as hard as she could. And before Wesker could do anything Claire was sitting on him.
Did I drug her …or something…? No wait I didn't…then that means……oh shit……
His thought was interrupted by Claire kissing him. For reasons unknown he didn't do anything to stop her, he just let it happen, that is until his arm brushed against Chris' body. And in one slightly graceful movement he picked up Claire and attempted to get away from the bed. This only succeeded in him getting up and falling to the floor with Claire still holding on to him. When he turned his head to see how far he was from the door, he found himself face to face with Jill Valentine. Or what was left of her face.
"Fuck me." Were the only two words that came out of his mouth that he truly regretted saying out loud.
Did I just think that…or…say it out loud…? Oh good god…I said it out loud…
Wesker could no longer remember what he was arguing about. The only thing he does remember is that he never thought he could feel any type of happiness. And for what felt like hours Wesker just let the world disappear and kissed Claire as they made love.
So there it is..don't know if there be another chapter...so
Wesker: What do you mean you don't know?
Sara: Well I just don't is that okay with you? (rolls eyes)
Wesker: I saw that.
Sara: You know what to do. I'm just going to run away before he can get up..see yeah..
Wesker: What?
