Claire Redfield
April, Chris has been gone for four months. He visited me at school, and some weekends we'd see each other, but he hadn't been home. I missed him, my parents didn't really care and didn't know where he was. Personally, I think they were happier with him gone. School sucked, everything sucked about it. My friends were even pissing me off. Sherry and Jake excluded of course. Leon and Ada are still going out and I was told Ada doesn't like me and she's trying to make sure I don't hang out with Leon. Fuck her, I didn't like her anyway. And then I started dating Steve in February, but we just broke up and then Leon had the nerve to criticize me about it. Fuck him and his slut of a girlfriend, I don't need them. I've still got Sherry and Jake, and I could always hang out with Chris' friends. They liked me.
"Mr. Hidalgo, can you please send Ms. Redfield to my office," the loudspeaker called. "Claire, you heard 'em," he says. Mr. Hidalgo is my homeroom teacher. I sigh and head to the office. Ms. Hunnigan, the social worker, was waiting for me at the desk. "Yes," I ask politely as I enter the room. I was actually good friends with Hunnigan, well good friends like a teacher you really like. "Claire , I heard you got in a fight with Leon," she says. "Yeah, so," I ask. "You guys were like best friends. What happened," she asked. "Wait! How do you know about that," I ask. "Oh... Well, I shouldn't tell you this, but Leon came here and talked about it," she admits. "What did he say," I ask. "I can't tell you that," she gives me a look. I knew that was going to be the answer. "He did say that he thinks you've changed. Do you think that's true," she asks. "No," I sigh, "He's the one that's changed. Ada's turning him against me." "Now that can't be true, I thought you guys were friends," she asks. "Haha! No, she's a bitch," I say straight faced. "Claire... Language." "Sorry," I respond.
"Claire, I think you should talk to Leon," Ingrid suggests. "I would, if Ada wouldn't be forcing him to avoid me," I tell her. "What do you mean," she asks. "She'll tell him I was spreading shit about him, or make up things I said to her about him. I don't talk to her. Then she'll sometimes answer his phone and hang up on me. I want to talk to him, but she won't let me." "That's tough, Claire." I roll my eyes, like I didn't know that. "How's your brother," she asks. "What," I ask. The question was out of nowhere. "Has anything happened with him," she asks. "He moved in with his girlfriend," I tell her. "Isn't he sixteen," she asks. "Yeah, and...?" "What made him decide it was that serious," she asked. "Can you not write this down," I ask. She looks up, "Really?" "No, you know what... Nevermind," I tell her standing up. "You sure, Claire? You sounded pretty upset," she says. "No, thank you though." I walk into the halls. I can't tell people about Chris, especially not a teacher. What was I thinking?
That weekend, I met with Chris and Jill at Emmy's. Chris and I always loved going there. This was our first brother and sister time that he'd brought Jill. Sure we'd talked before, but these meetings between Chris and I were always very important, and if he was bringing her I knew she was important to him. Even more than I'd previously observed. By chance, Chris' friend Piers showed up and decided to sit with us. I liked Jill and Piers. They were nice to me, and I felt a little bad for Piers because of the accident but he seemed perfectly fine with all of that. He was cute, like really cute. But Chris had told me he was gay, damn. If that wasn't true I'd be all over him. Oh well, I was single yet again. Thanks to stupid Steve, I hate him. "So Piers, you still in touch with Dave," Jill asks. "Dave," I ask. "His boyfriend," Jill teases. "No, he's not. And yes, we've been texting, but we haven't seen each other since your party," he says. "My party?! That was three months ago! You're going to lose him," Jill yells. "Jill... Stay in your own relationship. I'll deal with my shit," Piers says. "Fine," Jill crosses her arms.
Chris decided we should all go the Barry's again and we did. The whole day was a lot of fun, and I really loved hanging out with Piers and Jill. They were really cool. "So I heard some things from Sherry," Chris says before firing a round from his shotgun. "What things," I ask angrily. "About you and Leon," he says. "Ugh, Leon," I say before firing the M16 at the dummy. "You two okay," he asks. "No," I say and I explain everything. "Well, that sucks," Chris says as I finish. "No kidding," I sigh before finishing the clip. Chris and the others had to leave soon after and I went back to my house. Damn I missed him at home.
Chris Redfield
Ugh, May. One month closer to summer. No one could understand how much I wanted school to end. I walked through the halls on the Friday, heading for the exit since classes had ended two minutes ago. I went to the lockers first, deciding that Jill must be there since she wasn't at the front door. When I get there, I see her back against her locker and Carlos standing over her. His arms are against the lockers and he's looking right into her eyes. She doesn't seem to have any expression, but he leans in and kisses her. All my emotions came running through me. Pain, betrayal, hate, sadness. All of it at once, I couldn't handle it and found my self charge at the two of them. Jill pushes him back just before i charged and I completely knock him to the ground. She probably didn't even know I was there. I'm on top of him, punching him right in his smug face. Jill runs over, "Chris!" I push her back before continuing to punch him. The hate didn't disappear, I wouldn't stop. "Chris," Jill screamed with fear in her voice. She probably thought I would kill the kid, I could have. I would have too, if Ms. Belli didn't catch me and pull me off of him.
"Chris," she yells, "What the hell is the matter with you?" I don't say anything, I'm just breathing heavily as I watch the blood pouring from the various cuts on Carlos' face. I wasn't satisfied. Jill looks at me, terrified. "Come on. Office now," Ms. Belli yells. "We're done Jill... Just... We're done," I walk off with Ms. Belli. She looks like she's on the verge of tears, but right now I couldn't care less. How could she do this to me? I thought she loved me? I loved her... I loved her more than I've ever loved anyone. She was the first person that ever really mattered to me. Damn it, I did it again. I just fooled myself, she didn't care. Clearly. And I fell hard, but I lived with her. What the fuck was I going to do now? I wasn't even thinking of that, I was thinking of killing Carlos. I was mad at Jill too, but there was no way I could hurt her. The feelings inside me all piled on top of each other, it felt like a volcano ready to go off. I didn't know what to do. "Chris," Ms. Belli said as we neared the doors, "Maybe you should go home. Get some rest." She winks. She liked me, I was a great student in her class and I behaved for her classes. She knew I had a good reason if I got that fucking mad.
Jill Valentine
'What the fuck just happened,' I ask as I stood over the bloodied Carlos and tears began to fall down my face. Chris was gone? Did Carlos really fuck that up!? Did he just mess out my first real relationship? The first one I really cared about? He looked to me for help, but fuck him! I didn't want that kiss, I thought he was playing around... No, he kissed me. Chris must've seen, and he's fucking pissed. The look in his eyes when he said 'We're done' it was heartbreaking. I could see all his pain and suffering, just through that look. What have I done? He would've gone home. Or would he go back to his parent's place? I don't think he'd do that. Carlos reaches his hand out to me and I look at him. He looks scared, and all I could think was, 'You're dead to me.' He ruined everything. I kick him, it's the only thing I could think of before running down the hall for the front door.
I came outside and saw Forest and Richard chatting it up. "Jill," Richard calls as he sees me. The tears probably caused the worry in his voice. "What happened," he asked. "Chris... He... Have you seen him," I ask. "No," Richard said, "What happened?" I just fall into his arms and cry. "We're done," I repeat Chris' words into his ear. "What," Richard asked pushing me back to get a view at my face. "Carlos... Carlos kissed me, and Chris saw. I swear I didn't want it, I pushed him off as soon as he did it," I panic. "Okay, what happened after that," he asks. "Chris attacked Carlos and then Ms. Belli pulled him away. He said we were done, he... He thinks I was cheating on him! I have to find him," I yell. "Jill, I promise I'll find him. Why don't you just go home and calm down. Who knows, he might've gone there," Richard says trying to calm me down. I nod and then we go our separate ways.
I walk home, still bawling my eyes out. I notice a car pull up next to me when I'm about halfway there. "Jill! Get in the car," a female voice calls. "Jessica," I look. My mood shifting from sadness to anger in a matter of seconds. "Jill, get in," she says. I keep walking. "Jill! You're a mess right now," Jessica says. "Thanks," I call as I walk. "Jill! I didn't mean it like that. Come on, you'll get home faster and we might be able to find Chris before he gets there," Jessica says. I shake my head before going into her passenger seat. Maybe it was all the emotions, I don't know why I decided to get in at all. "Why are you helping me," I ask still crying. "Jill, I told you. I want to be friends again," she says. "This doesn't change anything," I tell her as I look for Chris out the window. "Fine! I don't care Jill! I saw what happened with Carlos," she says. "You probably think I'm a slut," I tell her. "Jill... I'm a slut. I saw the look when he kissed you. You didn't like it. I saw you push him away, you clearly didn't want it. Anyone could see that," she said. She just called herself a slut? "Chris didn't," I sigh. "Chris was blinded by anger. I saw his face too. He was ready to kill Carlos, lucky Ms. Belli showed up," she says.
No luck finding Chris. I'm at the house hopefully he's there. I get out of Jessica's car and head to the sidewalk in front of my house. "Jessica," I call just before she drives off. She looks over to me confused. "Thanks." She smiles before driving. As much as I hated her, that was a nice conversation. She actually seemed sincere. I can't believe any of this, today was such a mess. I run inside, no one's home. My parents are at work and Chris is still missing. I go into my room and sit on my bed. Damn it. I fucked everything up! I should've seen the kiss coming! Why didn't I punch him when he pushed me against the lockers? I laid down, not knowing what to do. I just cried, it just felt right. I had nothing to do but cry, I couldn't talk to Chris. He wouldn't answer his phone, he hates me now. He probably won't even come back. He'll avoid me in school... I fucked EVERYTHING up.
Chris Redfield
Hours passed since school ended, I was sitting in the park the whole time and now it was dark. I was drinking the whole time. I was so drunk. I didn't know what to do, I was crying, drunk in the park. I was a mess. I called Piers, I could trust him to help me. He came running. He was a good friend, one that wouldn't be cheating on me with some spanish asshole. "Chris, are you okay," he asks as he approaches. "Sit," I tell him. "Chris," he asks cautiously. "Sit." He does. "Chris, what happened," he asked. "Jill... She... She cheated on me," I say. The tears start to fall and my words start to be slurred. "She was kissing Carlos!" "Carlos," Piers asks surprised. I nod and wipe the snot from my nose. I was a disgusting mess, but I didn't care. Who was I trying to impress now? "Chris, I'm sure you saw it wrong," Piers says, "Jill loves you!" "I thought so too," I take another swig from the bottle in my hand. "Chris, you've had enough," Piers grabs the bottle. "No," I cry pulling on it. "Chris..." I let go and Piers moves next to me. "Jill is perfect for you... You two are meant for each other, I'm sure she would never cheat on you," Piers says. "Well, we broke up. Making out with that fucking spic. I can't believe her," I say. He says something but I begin to tune out, I soon find myself tackling him. "Chris, get off," he says. "Make me," I say. He leaps up and kisses me.
I couldn't remember anything the next morning. I woke up in a soft bed with someone spooning with me. I open my eyes and rub my head, "Jill?" I look down at the person and see Piers' signature hair flip. What the fuck did I do? I shift my arm out from under Piers quickly and sit up. He wakes up. "Oh shit," I repeat to myself a few times. "Chris," he asks looking over to me. I realize I'm completely naked. Piers is naked too. "Piers! Did we," I ask terrified. He seemed to cower back into his bed as he nodded. "No... No no no no no! This didn't happen," I ask. "I'm so sorry, Chris," Piers cries, "You were drunk and I kissed you... I should've stopped you but..." "What did we do," I ask. Piers looks away. "What did we do," I ask hoping for the best. "You were on top, does that make it better," he asked. "Ah god," I yell letting out a moan. I quickly put my clothes back on. This was a disaster. "Fuck I'm gay," I yell. Piers laughs. "This isn't funny," I yell. "Sorry, but you're definitely not full on gay... Maybe you're bi," he says. "Piers! This is serious! We had sex," I yell. He looks away nervously. "This is so bad! I broke up with Jill for cheating and then I had sex with her best friend that night! I'm an asshole too." Helena's standing in the doorway, that just makes this ten times worse. "Piers, can I talk to Chris alone," she asks. "But I'm naked," he says. "Go," Helena yells. He grabs the blanket runs out of the room. "She didn't cheat on you," Helena says after closing the door. "What? I saw her," I yell.
"Did you? Or did you see Carlos kiss her and she pushed him away? That's how she described it. She pushed him back and then you tackled him." I shake my head, "Oh my god." She shakes her head disapprovingly. "I'm so disappointed... In both of you. The night after breaking up with the girl you supposedly love, you fuck her best friend. Who's a guy on top of it. Then there's Piers, her best friend who fucked her boyfriend when he was drunk. Then there's the fact that he basically took advantage of you. You were drunk, and I'm sure those thoughts of fucking his brains out didn't start with you. You both are pigs!" I felt so bad, bad isn't even the right word. I wanted to die. Jill didn't deserve anything I did to her in the last few hours. I'm sure she wouldn't be talking to me ever again, and I can't live without her. She won't talk to me, she won't even look at me if she finds out about this. "I'm going to tell her," Helena says. "No! You can't," I yell. "Chris, either you do or I will," she threatens. "Why?! That'll ruin everything," I explain. "Oh, but you're broken up. You shouldn't care anymore." "But I do!" "Fuck you Chris. So now you want to run back to Jill, and leave Piers alone now. You're over Jill, now either you move on completely or you stay with Piers, this is all your fault, Chris. Now I'm going to tell her," she leaves the room. She was right... I did this to myself. I fucked everything up. And now... What am I going to do?
Jill Valentine
The doorbell rings, but I don't leave my room. I was heartbroken, I barely even slept. I hear my mom call to me, "Jill! It's Helena!" Seconds later the door opens to reveal the girl. "Don't look at me," I pull the blankets over me. "Jill... I have to tell you something about Chris..." she sighs. "I don't want to hear it... I just want to die alone," I cry. "Jill... He slept with Piers," she says. "What," I say angrily. "Jill, I'm so sorry," she sits down next to me. I'm out of the blankets now. "So he's gay now," I ask. "I don't think so... He was drunk," she says. "Piers was too," I ask. "Um... No," she sighs. "That little shit! How the fuck could he do this to me," I yell. "I don't know Jill. I spoke to Chris, he knows he screwed up. I told him that the kiss wasn't consensual. He realizes that now," she says. "Oh now he realizes! Are you trying to make me feel bad for him? Cause I don't forgive him! I won't forgive him, either of them!" Helena puts her arm around me, "I don't expect you to. Chris has a lot of decisions to make, and he realizes he's lost you... And that's pretty much broken him." "Good," I spat, "I hope he never comes back."
"Jill, you don't mean that," Helena said rubbing up and down my back. "I... I know," I sigh in defeat, "I wish I did. But... I miss him already." "You can't tell him that," she says. "What," I ask. "You need to make him feel like shit. I already worked my magic, but I'm sure you can think of something." I sigh, "Can I just be alone for now?" She nods and leaves. I plop down into my pillows my eyes watering, but then I suck it up. Helena was right. I couldn't let him know I missed him, I need to make him jealous. I need to show him how fast I can move on. If it took him a night to find someone new to fuck, I needed to show up to school on Monday hot as fuck. There was only one person I knew that could help with that... Jessica.
Piers Nivans
Helena's lecture left me feeling terrible. Chris had left, not sure where he went, but definitely not Jill's place. What kind of friend was i? I took advantage of her boyfriend, I took advantage of my other best friend. Now that left questions for me and Chris. Were we together now? I'm pretty sure we weren't. He was drunk and definitely not gay. Bi? I don't think so, he wasn't attracted to me. He had no idea what he was doing. I fucked up big time. Jill will never speak to me again, I'll be like Jessica. Shit! Then there was Dave, I couldn't tell him about this, but we weren't really dating. I'd contacted him a few times, but just casual texting, nothing serious. Now, Chris and I had sex. Like, full on. I'm a terrible person.
Jill Valentine
Monday morning, I go to Jessica's house at five. I'd called her on Sunday and asked for her help. She said to come over that early so she could do my make up, and let me borrow some of her clothes. She answers the door and smiles at the sight of me. "Okay, so why are we doing this," she asks as we reach her huge closet. It was bigger than my room. "I don't trust you with that... Remember last time I told you a secret," I ask. "Ugh, fine. What is the general problem," she asks. "I want to make someone jealous," I say. "Chris? I've got just the thing," she smiles wickedly. We spend the next few hours with hair dye, curling irons and mountains of clothing.
"How do you like it," Jessica asks as we looked in the mirror. "I'm blonde," I say ask I twirl my nicely curled hair. "You look fucking hot, you'll make every guy hard... Maybe even Piers," she smiles, "You like the clothes?" I look down at them. A dark blue tube top with a black leather jacket, and a short black skirt that reached just below my butt. Then there were the black boots with huge heels. "I love them, but the heels," I ask. "They'll make you as tall as Chris. He won't be able to intimidate you. Trust me," she smiles. "Wait one more thing," she walks over. "What," I ask. "I'm not a lesbian," she says before pushing up my boobs. "Um, excuse me," I cross my arms over them. "I just said I'm not a lesbian, now you have to tease them with some tit," she says. I guess she was right. She was a slut, she would know. "You can keep the clothes, they look better on you," she smiles. "Are you telling the truth or is that one of your stereotypical rich people things. She laughs, "No. I'm serious. Oh! Wait! Makeup!" She runs into the bathroom connected to her already huge room and comes back with three different bags full of shit. The next thirty minutes is all applying that shit. "Now we can go to school," she smiles at me. I loved how I looked, I was hot. I had to admit that. I wasn't all exposed like I expected Jessica to make me, it wasn't completely slutty. Just enough for Chris to be jealous. That's all I needed. Jessica drove me to school and we arrived at about seven forty-five. The first thing I notice from the car is Piers. I feel the rage just go through me, but then I calm down and walk past everyone. I don't think anyone realized it was me.
AN/ SO yeah. A lot of shit is going down. Chris, you're a mess. I don't know if Chris and Piers should just have that one casual session or if they should become a legit couple. What do you think?