Chapter 3 : Busted!
Author's Note: Okayyyy, I really need to apologize for taking so long to write. I have been on a crazy writer's block but I really want this story to go somewhere! So I spent a lot of time thinking about the turns that would happen. And I'm finally ready to get writing. :3 Thank you for the reviews, I feel prompted to keep going because I love entertaining you guys and gals~
Disclaimer : I do not own Resident Evil, It belongs to Capcom. But this plot, mines.
The dinner was being set on the table, mashed potatoes with chives and cream, Steak and mushrooms with a side of corn placed out along the lengthy table. Sheva gave Ai a light glare, starting up the conversation. "So, Ai..How's your boyfriend been doing?" Shocked, Ai dropped her fork onto the table, corn flying onto the table.
Mortified, Ai stared at her shocked father who for once, stopped even chewing. Sheva only smirked as of now. "You're cornered. So get talking. Who is he? It's coincidental that you're almost never at Rin's home when we pass by but only when we suddenly call you." A tone if curiosity made itself known. It was as though Ai was stars truck with her words. How could she tell them? Break her dad's heart like that by letting him know she'd become an active dater, even worse. She had lost her virginity to her teacher.
"He's way older than me!" She blurted and suddenly before she knew it, snatched her phone from the table and took off running for the front door in tears. "Ai!" Chris called shoving the chair back but by the time he got up and headed for the opened door, she was already long gone. "Look what you did!" The frustrated father hissed to his wife whom let out a grunt of irritation, slamming her fist into the table. "Chris, this is our daughter. I don't know if you haven't realized but she's become very sneaky as of these last few months! She's been acting secretive. I heard her upstairs saying perverse things to someone on her laptop! She was telling him how they'll see each other tomorrow and…And. Chris!"
An exaggerated cry was given when the tanned woman rose from the chair to throw herself into her husband's arms. "I am scared." The three words he never expected her to say finally came out along with a hot stream of tears. The Redfield held his wife in a loving embrace, kissing her sandy colored hair as he would try to whisper soft nothings to calm the crying mess who was clinging to him as though she'd slip away from life itself if he let go of her.
With Ai
"Please come get me…" An evident sob happened as she closed the phone and just continued to sit within the Starbucks. Ai wasn't even sure how far she ran but all she knew was her feet were probably bleeding from the many shards of glass and rocks she dashed through. No shoes on her feet, long tresses dancing in the wind as she continued to run until she came to her favorite coffee shop and had a seat outside on the bench to allow all of her tears out. It only felt like seconds before Wesker pulled up and hurriedly stepped out of the car to make his way to her.
Most of the couples and others sitting outside hushed to watch this spectacle of the slightly aged man kneeling before the crying teenager only to take her into his arms and shower her teary face with peppered kisses. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to run from them. I panicked. I just want to be with you!" She hid her face in the crook of his neck as he held her tightly, stroking her messy curls with utmost joy. Lifting her bridal style, the two made their way to his car where he placed her in the passenger's seat to allow her a bit of a breather. "I'll go get you something to drink, dear." As always, her heart missed a beat at his soothing voice. Why was it he had such capability to make even the worst days seem like the calm after the storm when he came around?
Their spectacle didn't go unnoticed by the many people who watched the scene. Wesker had been dressed in a casual plaid black button up with khaki pants and a pair of black vans, loosely tied. His golden silk for hair still slightly wet from his shower only moments before he came to fetch her, droplets of water rolling down the sides of his face and onto the frames of his favorite black shades. He was a sight to behold, waltzing back to his car in which the riled up teenager sat with eager hands when he handed her the Caramel ribbon crunch Frappuccino she enjoyed so much. One sip taken, lips melting together in a move of pure passion. How much could she bring herself to care about the other people watching them when all that mattered was the calloused large hands of his stroking the sides of her face, slipping along her curves and squeezing at her thighs…playfully?
That glint of mischief in his hazel eyes hidden behind those shades make her lean in to pull them up. Hazel clashes with chocolate before her full lips press into his thin ones all over again. "I…think I love you , Albert. I think I'm so deeply in love with you. I just want to know everything about you. I just want to be with you all the time." A scoff was his reply, roughly grabbing her chin between his thumb and forefinger. He glared deep into her eyes as if searching for some type of answer she couldn't verbally give him. "I'm too afraid knowing that much about me would break your heart." There it was again, her breath hitched when he traced down her neck to brush along the hickey that was now fading. The two finally headed off for his home.
Wesker had no patience to wait at all, He just lifted her bridal style yet again and hurried into his home, closing the door with his back as they crashed on the floor and became entangled. Lips hotly pressing into one another, hands intertwining as they became one at the hip. Hot tears dripped down the sides of her heart shaped face as he sank deep inside her with a feral groan for more. "Albert..Ahh…" Arching her back into him, he lost himself and pounded her with no remorse for how she wrapped her legs around his waist tightly. "Oh…Ai. " The way her grunted her name made a shiver run throughout her petite form. "Can I…?" Movement between the couple stopped when he hesitantly nodded. Being in control was his thing, and here he was rolling onto his back to allow her this. To give her this most intimate piece of him. Her hands found the shades, pulling them off to carelessly fling them elsewhere. Her tiny hands intertwining with his yet again as she nervously guided herself onto his pulsing shaft with a soft whimper. "Fuck! So tight..." He hissed glaring up at her as she was savoring this powerful moment with a ginger rock of her hips. "Don't tease. The results won't be to your liking, fair princess." Wesker was positive by now she knew he enjoyed dominance and for her to take it from him wouldn't bring much more than hostility. He dug his nails into her hips, forcing her into him harshly as he brought his hips up to meet her guided thrusts. "Ohh! Oh! Albert I'm…Gonna.." A harsh cry broke free of her lips and she quivered in her throes of an orgasm, heat consuming her entire body when he sat up to bite into her collarbone, muffling his loud groan when he shot his gooey seed into her once more. They laid in silence basking in the aftermath of what actions just happened. After a while, she glanced at him with a soft sigh. "Tell me about you. Please? I gave you my virginity. Something precious. Offer me a trade!" And there was that old Redfield trait he wasn't so fond of. With a snarl of disapproval of her ruining the mood, he scooted away from her to the nearby coffee table to reach under. An old dusty photo book was produced and he shoved it her way gently. Upon opening it, her eyes widened. Photos of him with her father giving a smile and just waving. So many different photos of him…Part of the BSAA? A deep frown gathered on her face. "Wait..You know my father, Al- Indeed I do, Dear Ai. And I hate him as well…" Came his gruff answer, she felt her heart sinking so quickly.
Tears pooling in her wide brown hues. He hated her father. But then, if he knew she was Chris Redfield's daughter. Why then? The realization of hurt slammed into her and she began wailing whilst looking through the photos. Slowly, she watched the book become emptier and emptier. One page in particular caught her attention, a cut out of their student ID photos, there was hers along with a photo of her he'd stolen from her binder. She was leaning against a tree grinning widely in nothing more than a sleeveless pastel pink ballroom gown. "..You hate me too, don't you?" Ai hiccupped and raised a tiny hand to wipe at her face. He sat there analyzing how beautiful she appeared with her reddened and puffy eyes, cheeks slightly puffed out. Dried tear streaks and disheveled hair. Curled up on the white carpet holding onto his album with a broken smile. It made an unfamiliar ache in his chest become more prominent. He didn't hate her. Damn it. He couldn't. "I love you…Ms. Redfield." The way he whispered those words made her feel chilled. "Come upstairs won't you?" They joined hands and raced one another up the long staircase until they entered his room. The faint smell of cinnamon made her sigh in comfort. It just felt so…right! He laid her out along his bed, hiding her nude beauty with the plush silk sheet as he laid beside his beautiful treasure. The blanket tucked around his narrow hips as they both began chatting about his old BSAA days. She was chuckling and laughing, he casually placed on his old framed glasses and leaned in to kiss her lightly.
Back In the Redfield Home
"Oh..God no please!" Sheva whispered in silent horror. She'd went into her daughter's room and opened the laptop, curiosity getting the best of her. What she saw almost sent her into a heart attack. There was the webcam on Wesker's side, still open. Her wide eyes glossed over with tears as she muted the sound on her end and turned up their end's volume.
"You know…I am sure my parents don't even understand you. I can't believe all that happened. Despite you being…different. I'm still in love with you. I don't really think you're all that different from me. Aha..Despite trying to take over the world with. Uroboros." Ai sat up, the blanket slightly slipping to expose those chocolate globes that the madman was never able to resist. He gave soft nibbles along the expanse of her neck and down towards her left breast, running his tongue along her nipple. "Uhhh.." He slipped a hand beneath the covers to stroke at her wet petals, parting them to slip a finger deep inside. "Mm… It's quite embarrassing to know Chris's daughter is this hot and worked up over his enemy." Reveling in the moment, he moved between her legs only to lay there with his head against her chest.
No thought process was clicking, Sheva yanked herself from the bed to close the door as tears trickled along her face. Her daughter. No. No! Wesker was still alive! How?! "CHRIS!" She screamed ,dashing throughout the house to find the muscular man watching television downstairs. "Chris..Wesker's still alive! Chris, he's alive!" She shouted in pure agony, yanking his hand towards the stairs. "What? Baby I think you've…lost your mi-What the FUCK!" He shouted as he stood there, shell-shocked at the scene displayed before him. There, on that laptop was surely in the flesh, Albert Wesker atop his daughter, their lips intimately meeting over and over. He was shaken with rage at the sight. How. How was this happening under their noses all this time?!
Later that night
The two frantic parents hadn't even cared anymore. Both Sheva and Chris were positive it was overactive imagination of the mind. IT couldn't be Albert Wesker. No. They'd killed him! He fell into lava; they even shot a rocket into his face! There was no way! Yet there, they'd just seen their daughter gasping and whimpering for the man himself, naked beneath the sheets doing only the Lord could know. Their phone calls remained unanswered. Shortly after they'd seen that, the feed cut off. Sheva had lost herself, sobbing quietly as she laid in the bed next to Chris yet it felt like they were so far away from one another. The love of her life, the man she'd gotten so close to that mission, who'd given her a first kiss and be her first time. Who brought her from Africa and showed her a new world in a safe place that they could raise their expecting baby. Only for this to happen… Her whole world was shattered into tiny pieces. As for her husband, he was in his own little world. Laying there with a foreign expression of pain and not allowing him to be conscious to the world anymore. His little girl. His beautiful daughter. Wesker was fucking his only child. His daughter. That fucking prick had no rights to put his hands on her!
Riiiinnnngggg
Rinnnnnnnggggg
"Hello!" A wave of relief washed over the frightened parents, Sheva leaning in to listen as he put the call on Speakerphone.
"Hi papa…don't worry about me. I'm okay. Just..with my boyfriend.." Ai smiled to herself, stroking along Wesker's arm in a disillusioned state of mind. Digesting so much of that information still wasn't completely sitting with her yet regardless she was promising to be by his side.
"Ai please. Come home. You're wrong. He's not your boyfriend! He's a sick egotistical fuck! I bet he's only fucking you for revenge on me or something! Ai please!" Chris lost his temper, snarling into the phone as he balled a hand into a fist, gritting his teeth in disbelief. What the hell was wrong with her?! She was smarter than this.
"…Now now, Dear Chris. Is that anyway to speak to your old partner..? I find that I'm not as much of an Egotistical fuck as you are telling this beautiful girl..But, farewell. Perhaps we'll chat another time." Wesker had taken the opportunity to grasp the phone, smirking as he finished off the sentence with a soft 'tsk'
The phone call was then cut, leaving the long tone in his ear as he began to thrash and yell obscenities.
Where were they?!
"AI! FUCK!" Chris shouted, flinging the phone carelessly into the wall as he placed his head in his hands. How was he going to get his baby back?!
To Be continued