Chapter six

Wesker had a murderous look in his eyes. He had thrown the phone across the room where it smashed into pieces.

"That was a foolish thing to do Miss Redfield." He said. Claire backed away as much as she could before she had nowhere left to go. He had walked up to her and stopped inches from her face. She could smell the aroma that came off him. She thought it was amazing.

"Why is it when you are in a life or death situation you find something to like." Her inner voice said. She could feel herself getting slightly aroused at the whole situation; she knew she was in mortal danger but she couldn't help it. The man was just to sexy for words even though he was probably going to give her another good beating. He took his glasses of and slipped them into his pocket. She could feel the full force of his stare and yet she wasn't afraid she was terrified.

"You probably think I am going to beat you again don't you?" he asked not moving. She could feel the heat radiating off him now.

"Well yeah." She answered a little shocked.

"Well I have to say that I may; then again I may not." He said.

"Wesker there is still a small piece of humanity left in you I know it." Claire said. Wesker took a step back and slapped her hard across the face.

"Any humanity in me died the day I was reborn." He said coldly. Claire took a step forward and head butted Wesker. While he was holding his nose in shock more than anything else she ran for the door. She ran as fast she could heading as far away from Wesker as she could. The pain in her legs was reaching critical but she kept running. She could hear Wesker behind her. She knew if he caught her he wouldn't kill her but once again he would make her wish for it. She saw a vent and ran to it pulling the grate off and crawling inside. Thank goodness for umbrella liking big vents she thought to herself as she spun around and pulled the grate closed behind her. She heard the footsteps getting closer. She tried to stay as silent as possible. She started getting butterflies in her stomach. Part of her actually wanted to get caught. She couldn't believe she was feeling like this. The other part of her on the other hand was absolutely terrified. She saw his legs as he stopped next to the vent. She moved back a bit so he couldn't see her. He stood a moment longer then he was gone. Claire sighed with relief and waited a moment before she moved forward. What happened next shocked her so much she froze with fright. The grate was pulled right off and a hand came in and grabbed her. She fought desperately to free herself but it wasn't working; Wesker pulled her out the vent. He stood looking down at her for a moment before he pulled her up onto her feet by her hair.

"That wasn't very nice now was it Miss Redfield." He said not a hint of anger anywhere in his voice.

"It wasn't meant to be." She answered back.

He took her back to her room and threw her down on to the bed. Claire curled up into a ball; as far as stupid mistakes went that had to be the biggest one ever.

"Miss Redfield I get the distinct impression you don't like being here." Wesker said. Claire uncurled herself and sat up.

"Now what gave you that impression?" she asked sarcastically

"The fact that you repeatedly try to annoy me even though you know you will get punished for it." Wesker replied.

"Well maybe I don't care anymore what happens to me." Claire said. Wesker didn't expect that answer although he was not surprised.

"Oh well I suppose I will just have to teach you your lesson again." He said and started walking towards her. Claire curled up as she was thrown from the bed to the floor.

"Why don't you just kill me Chris will still be looking for me whether I am alive or not" Claire cried as Wesker kicked her hard. The air in her lungs came out in one long wheeze. She was totally breathless; tears of sadness and anger rolling down her cheeks. She knew this would happen but something inside her kept telling her to persist. The beating went on for what seemed like hours when finally it stopped. Claire peered through the holes between her fingers to see Wesker offering his hand.

"Come on up you get you look like you could use a shower." He said. Her mouth opened and closed again; this was defiantly not the time to piss him off.

When she couldn't get up he lifted her off the floor and took her through to the bathroom. He placed her in the shower fully clothed and switched it on.

"Enjoy." He said. He left her alone. Claire looked at the new bruises she had acquired and realised he was never going to kill her; he could have much more fun if she was alive.

'Why don't you just learn the lesson and be nice why do you insist on doing this to yourself?" her inner voice asked.

"I just want him to know that he doesn't own me." Claire answered. There was no reply. She tried to move but couldn't; her whole body ached. Wesker sat for an hour waiting for her to come out. When he went through he saw her sleeping in the shower again. He went to pick her up and stopped. She was crying in her sleep. He went through the same routine as last time. When he went to check on Claire a while later she was still sleeping or so he thought.

"Come on Claire time to get up we need to contact your dear brother again." He said. She didn't move. He moved across to the bed and shook her a little. She didn't stir. Wesker was beginning to feel a little worried; surely he hadn't killed her. He felt for a pulse. It was so faint it would have been easy to miss her breathing was also very shallow. His plan was beginning to fail; he would have to take her to a hospital. He got her dressed and went to retrieve a gurney and placed her on it. He silently cursed himself for beating her so badly. He took her outside to his car. He placed her in the back seat and drove off. After the sterilisation of Raccoon city a large wall had been built around it to keep anything that could have survived in. It cut where the Spencer estate used to be in half. The was still a large part of the forest intact. Where Wesker had been hiding was only a few hundred yards from where the Spencer estate used to be. No one knew the bunker was there except him and a few others who where all dead now. He would have to drive around it to get to the hospital Umbrella owned he would be safe there and no one would find them. He cursed himself again for being so foolish.

"I hope she doesn't die." He thought to himself. Even if he didn't like to admit it to himself he was beginning to enjoy having her around.