Chris Redfield
June went by fast, soon enough it was July and I had nothing planned for the summer so I just hung out with Piers, Jill and Helena. Today was the day Helena was leaving. We all were sad to see her go. We were also hung over thanks to the party we threw in the park last night. Piers' dad was with us at the airport, the airport was in Denver. I always liked coming to the city, it was so big and I didn't know anyone. In Raccoon I knew everyone, and that kind of pissed me off, but sometimes that was a good thing. Raccoon wasn't the smallest town, I mean, it had 170,000 people. Not as much as New York City, but it wasn't bad. We all stood at near the security line, Piers' dad didn't want to do the work to go through security with her, honestly none of us did. Helena smiled at us and gave us all a hug before saying, "I'm going to miss you guys!" We all smile and laugh, but we all would miss her too. "We'll keep in touch," Jill smiles. "Yeah, and maybe we'll even visit. Always wanted to go to Chicago," I shrug. She smiles and then makes her way to security. With a final goodbye, we head to Mr. Nivans' car.
I'd moved back in with Jill and her parents back in June. Since we were friends again, she could stand living with me now. "Chris," Piers says. "Huh," I look over to him. "Are we going to hang out," he asks. "Sure, Jill," I ask. "Nah, you two have fun," she winks. Luckily Piers' dad doesn't notice, Piers still hadn't told him he was gay. I didn't care. I understood his reasoning. We got back to the house, Jill went home. Jill's hair was returning to it's normal brown, I liked it better that way honestly, but she still let it out. It wasn't always in a ponytail like it used to be. Piers and I left his dad and decided to walk around Raccoon, we decided to stop at this small park. We were leaning against a fence, I had a cigarette hanging from my lips. He looked over to me, something was definitely bothering him. "What's up, Piers," I ask. "Uh... Nothing," he sighs. "Come on Piers. We're dating... You can tell me anything," I smile. "I think we should break up," he blurts out almost too fast for me to hear right. "What," I raise an eyebrow. I'm not mad, I'm a little upset, but that's it. "We aren't really going out anyway. I mean, we hang out and Jill and Helena are always with us. What do we do differently than we did back when you were dating Jill?" "We fuck," I shrug. He laughs. I wasn't really trying to defend the relationship, he was right. "I guess you understand," he smiles. "Yeah, we're not really doing much. I mean, we haven't even had sex in a while," I shrug. Piers laughs and shakes his head, "So just friends?" "Oh? No friends with benefits," I tease. "No, I think my ass has had enough of you," he says. I laugh, "Had to make it awkward? Didn't you?"
We both laugh before we just talk, about normal things. This was the smoothest breakup I'd ever had. Wow, I never knew it could be this easy. All my breakups had been disasters, Jill's was the easiest before this and that was a huge mess. "So, you going to go for Jill again," Piers smiles. "What," I ask. "Oh come on! Remember how you could tell I was gay, well you were showing all the same signs for Jill while we were together. The staring, the awkward eye contact... It was all there," he smiles. "I don't think she'd want me back," I shrug. "Well, we also thought she'd never talk to us again, but she is. Anything could happen, and hell! You two love each other!" I couldn't believe I was hearing this from my ex. I couldn't believe he'd actually broken up with me, I never thought Piers would end it. Neither of us were angry, neither of us tried to defend the relationship, then again we weren't really in a relationship. We didn't go out alone, we never really did anything a couple would. He was right, we were better off as just friends and I think I'm done with guys. I was never really into them honestly, I mean Piers was one thing, but I don't think I'll be doing that again.
"So, you really think I should try and fix things with Jill," I ask taking a quick puff of the cigarette. "Yeah, I mean... You aren't a very good gay guy," he jokes. "What do you mean," I raise an eyebrow. "You just... You're not gay. Even though you dated a guy, you're not meant to be gay," Piers laughed, "You can't pull it off. It's kind of awkward with you. You need a girl by your side, and I can only see Jill as that girl." That's something we could agree on. I couldn't see myself dating another girl, hell anyone, other than Jill. She was perfect, she was everything anyone could ever want. Only problem was trying to win her back. We'd have to go through all the awkward stuff again... That wouldn't be fun.
Jill Valentine
I sat in my room, on my computer like usual, when my cell phone rang. I see Chris' name on the caller I.D. "Chris," I answer. "Hey Jill," he sounds pretty happy. "What's up, Chris," I ask. "Come hangout with Piers and I," he says. "Chris, I didn't come because I wanted you to have time together... As a couple," he can guess what I was suggesting. "Oh! It's okay, we just broke up," he says so nonchalantly. "What," I yell in surprise. "Yeah, come on. We're in that small park downtown," he says. "Um, okay... I'll be there in a few," I say as I start getting my shoes on. We hang up. I rush out of the house, confused by what I heard. I knew which park he was talking about. As I walked there I began to think why they would break up. They seemed happy together, and Piers was obsessed with Chris in the beginning of the year. I'd need to find out what happened. Also, why was Chris so okay with it?
I arrive a few minutes later and see Chris and Piers hanging out against one of the park's boundary fences. "Jill," Chris calls as I run over. I hug both men as a greeting before asking the inevitable question, "Why the hell did you guys break up?!" "Very to the point, Jill," Piers smiles, "We just weren't acting like a couple. We were only hanging out, and we did it with you and Helena." "That's why I wasn't coming before," I told him. "Yeah, but that gave him the chance to do it," Chris smiles. "Wait! Wait! Wait! Piers broke up with you," I ask super surprised. "Yep," Chris shrugs. I look to Piers, who shrugs. "Nice," I high-five him. Chris flares his nostrils. "Now we're both Chris' ex's," I smile. Chris shakes his head and takes a puff of the cigarette I didn't know he had.
The three of us hang out for the rest of the day. It was strange, it reminded me of the beginning of the year. Back before we dated, when life was simple. We all changed over the last year. Listen to me, I'm acting like it's been so long. Chris and I were friends, now Piers and him were just friends. Damn, I thought it be awkward when we were all exs with Chris, but... We were all cool. It was the weirdest shit I'd ever seen. I was hanging out with my ex, and his ex who happened to be my best friend and a guy on top of it all. We aren't normal, are we.
As we walk down the street, I notice Chris light another cigarette. He takes a puff, and my general curiosity makes me want to have some. I'd always wanted to smoke, I knew I'd find myself doing it eventually, why not now. I grab the cigarette from his hand. He looks over to me with a classic, 'What are you doing' look. I smile and put it against my lips and inhale the stick. "Oh damn," I cough afterward. Chris takes it back and laughs, "Lightweight." I shake my head and continue coughing. He takes another puff. I notice Piers grab it right after. "Jill, you're over exaggerating," he says before taking a puff himself. He begins his own coughing fit, one worse than my own. Chris and I both laugh. "Exaggerating, huh," I ask. "Fuck off," he says once he's done. "Ugh, now it's got all your spit on it," Chris motions to the two of us. "Oh yeah, cause you haven't been swapping saliva with the two of us before," I raise an eyebrow. He rolls his eyes before taking another puff. It was a pain the first time, but that didn't mean I didn't want more. I take it again and take another puff. "Hey," Chris yells, "You two can have your own! Don't steal my shit." He throws me one and lights it for me. Piers and I share that one. I felt cool, no matter how cliche that sounded. "Yeah, I won't be making this a habit," Piers says as he coughs again. Chris laughs. I don't know if I'll do this again. Maybe just once and awhile, I promised myself.
After a few hours of walking around, we decide to head back home. Chris and I share a quick cigarette on the walk home. So, I had two that day, not even a full two because Chris hogged most of the second one. I don't think that's bad. We go home, and as we walk down out sidewalk, Piers begins to panic about his breath. "Just brush your teeth if you're that concerned," Chris shrugs at Piers' ridiculousness. "What about my clothes," he yells before digging his nose into his shirt, "It smells!" I shake my head. "Just blame it on me," Chris says, "My jacket always smells like smoke." It's true, that red 'Made in Heaven' jacket always smelled like smoke. I didn't care. Chris always had a strange smell, it a mix of cigarette smoke and something else, I could never put my finger on it, but it wasn't a bad smell. I could honestly say it was my favorite smell. Piers goes into his house and Chris and I go into mine.
Mom and Dad are working. Chris and I have the house to ourselves, so what do we do? We go into the living room and put on Silent Hill: Revelations. That was our favorite movie, no matter how bad everyone else though it was. Even Piers hated it, but we could watch it a million times and not care what anyone said. We even watched it with my parents once, they didn't like it. They thought the acting was bad and that it made no sense. My dad said, "It has good scenes, but the story line makes no sense." Chris and I understood it, Claire said the same thing my parents did. She must be too young to understand, her freshman mentality. I loved this movie, like oh my god! I even found myself reciting some parts, damn I'm such a nerd. Chris was doing it too by the end of the movie. My favorite scene was when they're in the school and she explains the whole moving around thing. She was so blunt, it reminded me of myself a little. I don't care what anyone says, I'm definitely like Heather. Just as Pyramid Head cuts the crazy bitch's head off, my phone rings again. The caller I.D. reads Jessica. "Hey Jessica! What's up," I ask as I answer. "Nothing, are you doing anything," she asks. I don't know if I want to hang out with her right now. I mean, I was in Silent Hill mode. "Uh, actually I am... I'm sorry. Mom wants me to finish my summer homework. What a drag," I sigh. "Oh, okay. Maybe tomorrow," she asks. "Maybe, I'll text you," I say. "Okay," she hangs up.
"Homework," Chris asks. "I'm not in the mood to hang out with her," I tell him. "I'm not judging," he shrugs, "She's annoying. Wanna watch something else?" "Sure, but what," I ask. "Let me look," he says reaching for the remote. He surfs through the channels and eventually picks something, 'Heathers.' Nice name choice after Silent Hill. "This is a great movie," Chris smiles. "Really? Never seen it," I tell him. "It's right up your alley," Chris says. He was right, it was pretty good, definitely my kind of movie. Halfway through I get kind of tired, not tired enough to go to sleep, but I rest my head on his arm. He repositions himself, putting his arm around my neck, pulling me in closer to him. He was always a nice person to cuddle with. I didn't think he would be because of all the muscle, I always felt safe in his arms. What was I doing? We aren't dating anymore, but he wasn't dating Piers anymore, so he was single. No! I can't do that again, but I can't will myself to break out of the hold. I enjoyed it so much, damn it Jill! Why can't you just get over him! He was a friend now, friends don't cuddle. I can't give him the idea of getting back together because if he actually tried, I'd melt and take him back. He was very persuasive if he wanted something, he wouldn't give up until we were together. So, I can't let him know I was still wasn't over him. But I loved the comfortable spot inside his arms. Damn you, Chris and your wonderfully comfortable armpit.
Chris Redfield
We're basically cuddling, is it weird? No right? I mean, I had the intention to date her again, but she had no idea, right? I hope not, at least. But, did she think the same thing. She was comfortable enough to rest on me, but that could mean I'm friendzoned now. That would be the end of all of this! I would die. She can't shut me out. If Piers is right, then we're perfect for eachother meaning she'd realize it too, right? Damn it, Piers! It's all his fault, he had to bring her up right after we broke up. Jill definitely wouldn't agree to going out again right after I broke up with Piers. That was just the deal with best friends. I mean, we broke that when I broke up with Jill the first time, but that was different (No it wasn't). When the movie ended, Jill decided to head upstairs. It wasn't that late, nine o'clock.
Her parents walk in about half an hour later. "Chris! Where's Jill," her mom asks. "She's in her room," I tell them. "Sleeping this early," her dad asks. "I don't know. She went up about half an hour ago," I tell them. They both shrug and move into the kitchen. "I'm going to go check on her," I call. "Okay," I hear both of them call from the kitchen. I head up the stairs and freeze when I reach her door as I hear her talking. She must've been on the phone. "Piers! No! We aren't doing this again," she sighs, "Yes it might've worked last time. But things are different now! You aren't setting us up again!" They were talking about me? I knock on the door. "Piers! I gotta' go," she says before heading over to the door. "Hello," she slightly opens the door. "Let me in Jill," I push through the door. "Such great manners," she says watching me move to her bed. "Chris, just bursting in," she shakes her head. "I knocked," I smile. She continues shaking her head. My phone rings in my pocket.
"It's Piers," I tell her as I pick up, "Hello?" "So, I'm going to start convincing her," he says. "Piers," I sigh looking out Jill's window over to him. "Don't worry, I'll make sure it happens," he smiles over to me. "Um, and what qualifies you," I ask. "Who hooked you up in the first place," he asks. That was true, he was the one who convinced me to ask her to Piers' party back in October. "Give it your best shot, probably won't work," I say before hanging up. "Oh it will! Don't worry," I hear his voice echo from his window and into our room. I shake my head and close the curtain. Jill looks over at me, clearly confused, "What was that about?" I laugh, "Nothing." "Oh, I'm pretty sure I know what he's talking about," she narrows her eyes at me, "And I'm pretty sure you're right about it not working." Damn! She knows, this'll make Piers' job even harder.