Jill Valentine
It's Halloween! We have off from school and our group is going to hang out pretty much all day. Chris came over my house early and we were hanging out with my parents. "What's Claire doing today," I ask. "She's actually going trick or treating with her group from the range," he smiles. "Really," I ask kind of amused. "Be easy on her... She's not the most mature," he says. "I think it's nice," my mom smiles, "She's not afraid of what girls like you think." "What," I yell. She laughs, "I'm just kidding sweetheart. Why don't you two go out trick or treating?" I laugh, "Because I'm fifteen... and Chris is sixteen. That's weird mom!" "We're dressing up," she takes my dad's hand. "No you're not," I ask. "We are, I'm going as a cat, rawr," she paws her hand. "Okay time to leave," I stand up taking Chris' hand. "Oh fine," mom yells. We leave and head to Chris' car. "You know we're dressing up right," he asks. "We are," I ask. I'd heard none of this! "Yeah! We all got sexy costumes, I can take you to pick one up," he says. "Ugh fine! Let's hurry," I tell him. We drive to one of those costume shops downtown. "What are you wearing," I ask him.
"You'll see when we go to my house," he teases. I'm going to his house? Maybe his parents will be there. I still haven't met them. "Are Piers and Helena coming," he asks. "I don't think so, I think they have a party to go to with his dad," I tell him. "You hear anything about his mom," he asks. "She's still in the hospital," I tell him. "She ever coming home," he asks. I shrug before we enter the costume store. "You ready for our first game saturday," I ask. It was thursday, only six days since Piers' party. "I guess. I'm sure we'll do fine, especially with you coaching," he quickly kisses me on the forehead. We move over to the woman's costumes. "So, which looks good," I ask. "I don't know," he shrugs. He's not the most helpful today. "Well if you tell me your costume, we can go along the same theme," I tell him. "Nope, not telling you," he smiles crossing his arms. "Ugh! What about this one," I pull out a military uniform one. "No! That's not sexy," he smiles. "Well I don't usually dress to be sexy," I tell him. "Oh right, you're used to being one of those good girls," he teases. I bite my tongue and he pulls out one. "What about this," he shows me a pirate outfit with the whole stomach and almost whole chest exposed. "Haha no," I smile back at him. "Ugh! You're so difficult," he yells. "Fine! I'll be the skank pirate," I yell. "Yay," he shouts. "Ugh!"
We head to his house now. It's small, not much on the outside. We head up to his room, where he gets his costume and hides it from me. "Can I change in here," I ask. "Sure, I'll change in the bathroom," Chris says leaving the room. I slip off my current clothes and begin to put on the revealing pirate costume. It even came with a parrot to sit on my shoulder. I bend over to grab the bottom and see the door creep open in the corner of my eye. "Chris! You perv," I yell. The door opens all the way, it's Chris in a sailor suit. The shorts reach his mid thighs, they're really tight too, heavily outlining the bulge of his crotch. The shirt is tight and short, his innie belly button exposed, along with some of his abs. He has a hat and pipe to top it all off. I shake my head, "This is what you're wearing?!" He smiles, "You like it don't you?" He raised his eyebrow in a seductive manner. "You look like a gay stripper," I tell him straight faced, "But you are my gay stripper!" He smiles, "Well you look like a normal stropper. We're the perfect pairing!" I shake my head. I hug him. "I'm here for your booty," I grab his ass. "Did you really just do that," he asks. "Yep," I step back confidently, only to trip and fall on my ass. "Ow," I yell. Chris laughs before coming over to actually help me.
"You're a clumsy little pirate aren't you," he laughs. I flare my nostrils. In a few minutes we're outside waiting for the other guys to arrive. I'd be the only girl with the group today, like old times.
Piers Nivans
Helena and I are stuck going to this stupid party at the Umbrella offices in the city. We were in costumes, I thought it was a little silly to be dressing up, but everyone at the party was in costume. Helena's dressed as a cop, I think. She's wearing a cop hat, with a blue R.P.D. jacket, and then a mini skirt with high boots. I was in a flight suit, it was a half-assed costume because I planned on going with Jill and the guys, but then dad made us go here. Helena and I reunite at the snack table. "So meet anyone interesting," Helena asks. "No... Everyone's an old doctor or lab assistant. None of them are our age," I tell her. "Yeah... This party sucks," she said as she pours herself some punch, "We should've gone with Chris!" I nod in agreement. I wonder what they're doing right now.
My phone vibrates in my pocket, a new text from Jill. I unlock the phone to view the message and a picture of her and Chris with raised eyebrows pops up. The caption read, "Can you guys come?" Jill had on an eyepatch and Chris had on sunglasses and a pipe in his mouth. What the hell were they doing? My dad comes over. "You two having fun," he asks. "Mr. Nivans... I'm really grateful you're letting me live with you, but this party sucks," Helena says honestly. "Well... Do you two have anything else to do," he asks her. "Yeah! We're allowed to leave," I yell excitedly. "Go ahead, just don't come home too late," he requested. "Okay dad, thanks," I smile pulling out my phone as he walked away. "We can come," I reply, "Pick us up at the Umbrella Offices?" "Be there soon," Jill replied extremely quick.
Chris Redfield
"They're coming," Jill yelled to everyone in the car. "We have to pick them up," I ask. "Yeah... The Umbrella Offices," Jill replies. We are there in a few minutes. Piers and Helena join Richard and Forest in the back. Piers is a pilot I think, and Helena is definitely a cop. Forest is a ninja or something, wearing only sweatpants and a fake sword strapped to his back. Richard is a cop too, but his outfit is just a blue shirt and a short vest with blue shorts and handcuffs. "Okay... Am I the only one not dressed like a stripper," Piers asked. "Yep," Jill turns around in her seat. "Great," he sighs. "So where to," I ask the group. "Jessica's house," Forest said. "What," Jill asks. She sounds really angry. "Listen, she's having a party today. We sneak in, do something to embarrass her, then all the shit she's done to us is pretty much paid for," Forest said excitedly. "I'm kind of liking this plan," Helena smiles wickedly in the back. "Let's hurry, we're going to make that bitch hurt," Jill yells suddenly full of piss and vinegar.
"Where's the party," I ask. "Her house, two blocks down," Forest says. I drive us there, Jill was almost vibrating in her seat with the thought of bringing Jessica down a notch. We arrive, her house is a huge fucking mansion. Who knew she had so much money? There were people all over the house, all carrying cups and the front lawn was covered in trash and abandoned cups. "Ready," Helena asks. "Let's do it," Jill smiles and gets out of the car. Piers and the other two guys get out when I do. "Jill! Helena! Wait up," I yell as the girls disappear into the crowd. "Shit," I yell. "Let's stay together," Piers suggests, "The girls have each other. Let's split up into twos." "Okay, Richard and I. Chris, you go with Piers," Forest says. Of course... The four of us split up and disappear into the crowd the same as the girls did.
We enter the large house, trying to spot Jessica. She was right in the center, wearing a bright red dress. She was trying to look nice, she wasn't even in a costume. Maybe she was trying to be a bitch, she played the part well. Piers taps my shoulder, I follow his extended finger to the upper level where Jill and Helena were talking and pointing at Jessica. "What are you doing," I mouth to Jill. She just smiles and walks the away from the balcony. She was kind of scary, she was smiling so devilishly. "I think they have their own plan," Piers smiles. I look back to the spot where Jill and Helena are now standing holding paint buckets. "Holy shit," I sigh before watching the green and orange liquid flying through the air and landing on Jessica's dress and in her hair. "What the fuck," Piers laughs. Jessica looks like she's pissed the fuck off, and looks up to see Jill and Helena laughing. "Hey," we hear a man yell. A large man in all black runs for the two, who stop laughing to run out of the place.
Jill Valentine
Helena and I run for our lives as the, now two, men chase us. We were laughing like crazy as we easily weaved through the crowd, but the men crashed into almost all of the people in the way. "Stop," the men yell, but we keep going. We both just yell 'Shit!' as we run. We had no plan, neither of us knew how to get out of there, but we ran down the stairs. We reach the ground floor and we pass the entrance to the stairwell and as the men make it, a forearm sticks out and hits both men in the throat. I look to our savior, it's luckily Chris. "Come on," he grabs my hand and drags me towards the door. Helena runs after us. We run to the car, Piers right at our side. Forest and Richard are waiting for us. "Get in, get in," Richard panicked as the men got closer now. We all get in and Chris floors the pedal. The car sped down the street, we successfully did it.
"So did you do it," Forest asks. "Oh yeah they did," Piers laughs. "What," Richard asks. "Threw paint at her," I smile. "Where did you get that anyway," Chris asks. "She actually had it... Strange," Helena finishes for me. After a few more hours of driving around in our slutty costumes, Chris drops us off one at a time. Forest and Richard are already gone, Piers and Helena had just gotten out of the car. I do the same, but instead of heading for my house, I go around the car to the driver's side door. "I love you Chris," I smile before pulling him into a long passionate kiss. I had a new found confidence since the whole paint thing. "My dad's going on a business trip again tomorrow. Mom's going with him. After the game you should come over," I say seductively. "I'll be there," he smiles before we kiss. It's a brief one, but still felt just as good. He drives off and I walk back to my house. Piers and Helena had already gone inside. What was I going to do at the game? I couldn't play. I might be coaching, that'd be fun!