Chapter 25
Jill Valentine
A.P. English, last period on Friday, everyone was presenting their songs, and I was praying to god she didn't call my name next. "Piers and Finn," she calls. Piers plays the song he picked for Finn, but that wasn't as important as the song Finn had picked for him. Face Down by The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus. Once the song finished, Finn had to explain why he chose that song for Piers.
"'Cover up with makeup in the mirror, tell yourself it'll never happen again'. While Piers isn't actually putting on makeup, he's hiding the pain inside. You can't tell he's hurt from the outside but deep down, under the surface, its there. "'Face down in the dirt she says "This doesn't hurt". Again, not saying Piers is a girl, but when he's hurt he's not going to show it. He doesn't want others to see what he's going through. He wants to deal with it alone, even though he has so many people to help him out." Finn looks at me quickly. Piers looks like he's going to throw up and when Finn finished he immediately asked to go to the bathroom.
Ms. Endres picks the next pair to go, and of course Chris and I were chosen to go next. I let out a loud audible sigh when my name was called. I stood up and met Chris in the front of the room. "You wanna' go first," he asks. "Sure." I plug my U.S.B. drive into the computer and play the song. Blink-182's What's my Age Again. I noticed Chris, as well as other students, laughing at several points in the song. Once it finishes, I begin to explain. "So, let's start with 'My friends say I should act my age' those of you that know Chris will agree when I say he's an immature idiot." Most of the class laughs. "He's goofy and funny. He doesn't really care what people say, as long as he's having fun. 'No one should take themselves so seriously'. This is basically Chris' motto. He really can't take anything seriously, but I'd say that's one of the best things about him. 'With many years ahead to fall in line. Why would you wish that on me? I will never act my age'. Basically Chris in a nutshell. He has a long future ahead of him, and plenty of years to make a fool of himself, and plenty to conform to society."
Everyone claps, and now it's Chris' turn to show his song for me. I swear to god it better not make me look like an idiot, even though I kind of made him look like one. He starts the song, and to my surprise it's Lana Del Rey. I don't think he likes her, but he knows I like her music. It's Ride, which was actually one of my favorites by her. So it concludes and Chris begins to explain, this should be good. "'Don't break me down. I've been travelin' too long. I've been trying too hard, With one pretty song.' Jill's a perfectionist, she wants things the way she wants things. If you try and tell her something's wrong with that, well, she's put too much work into it to let it go. 'Been tryin' hard not to get into trouble, but I, I've got a war in my mind.' She's always trying to be the good girl, doing everything right, but in her head she wants to fight everyone she's ever not liked. I'm sure she plans it too. And finally, ' I'm tired of feeling like I'm fucking crazy'. Jill's independent, she's not like other girls I know. She doesn't want to be one of them, but I think somewhere inside her, she wants hoq she acts to be seen as normal. Without joining the other stupid shit high school girls do."
I can't believe he fucking cursed while presenting the project! But I really like how he described me. "Very good," the teacher says and we take our seats. Chris winks at me from his seat, and I smile back like a dumbass. The period ends after two more presentations, stupid Richard got away with not going today. I grabbed my things, then I notice Piers hadn't come back so I grab his stuff. It was time to go home, he should've rushed back in by now. "So, nice song choice right," Chris walks over. "Yeah... Piers didn't come back." "I'll grab his stuff, see if he's still in the bathroom." I nod and follow Chris out of the classroom. Chris heads into the boys bathroom and I wait outside as all the other students passed by to go home. It doesn't take long for Chris to come out of the bathroom with Piers' arm around his shoulder. Piers looks pale, his eyes a little swollen. "What happened," I asked. Chris shrugs, "He's sick. Let's just get him home." We get Piers into the back of Chris' car.
"How you feeling," I ask. I decided to sit in the back with him. "I think I'm okay," he says calmly, keeping his eyes on the floor. "I think Finn got it right," I tell him. He looks over at me, and I see his eyes are glassy. "He did." I'm surprised he agreed.
Chris Redfield
Saturday was a slow day overall. Jill and I hadn't done anything before Piers had called. He asked if I could get us into that club again, the one where we met Dave. I agreed and he met us at the club's front entrance. "Hey Mikhail," I greet the bouncer. "Wow Chris, haven't seen you in a while! Come on in guys!" The three of us head in and Piers pretty much runs away. "Um ok," Jill laughs. It was weird that he was lost in a matter of seconds. "I see him," Jill yells, and within seconds she's gone too. After a few moments of wandering through bodies I find Piers and Jill at the bar. Piers is taking shots like a mad man. "Piers, slow down." Jill was going to be the mother tonight, I'm almost 100% sure. "I'm going to get drunk, and I'm going to fuck someone." The way he said it though, he was so full of pride. "Well slow down Piers. We're not letting you go to someone's house shitfaced and get fucking killed!" "Maybe I'll just lose another arm," he jokes. He was clearly drunk already, whatever they're giving them I want it now.
So after a few minutes, Piers is really fucking drunk and wanders into the hot and sweaty crowd. "Should we follow him," Jill asks. "Nah, let him fuck someone." She punches me and we laugh. Some time passes, and Jill and I head to the dance floor which was literally the whole club. The way Jill moves, god I can't get over it. And her ass! Wow! I see Piers in the distance, grinding on some guy. God Piers, have fun! Everyone's so close, but especially Jill. She turns around and looks me straight in the eyes. I look back into hers, the grey-blue orbs were only there for a second before she pulled me into a kiss. "Guys," Piers yells. We back off and laugh at each other before looking over to Piers. "I'm going to the bathroom." "Okay," we laugh in unison. Piers grabs the other guy's hand and pulls him along with him. Guess I won't be using that bathroom tonight, or maybe ever.
"Wanna follow Piers' lead," Jill flirts. "Let's go in the girl's bathroom. We don't need to hear Piers at the same time." "That doesn't turn you on? You were fucking him a few months ago." I just stare at her and she laughs. "But you were." "Shut the fuck up." She grabs my hand and pulls me to the bathroom, but at my request we go into the girl's room. We move to a stall and start with a simple makeout session. I'm on the toilet seat while Jill climbs on top of me. As our mouths clash I feel her moving her hands down my sides. My own hands rub down her back, one placing itself on her perfect ass. When she realizes she briefly breaks the kiss and smiles down at me, then we continue. She pulls at my belt, without breaking the kiss, and takes it off in one swift pull. Just as she moves to the zipper, the door opens. She pulls back and her eyes shoot open. "Can you believe she's fucking here," some woman says. "I know!" Wait! I know that accent. "God, this is our hangout! She can't think she's allowed here!" "Jessica," Jill mouths. I nod nervously. "Jill Valentine," Jessica mocks, "Thinks she's so cool because she's dating the captain of the football team! You know that's the only guy she's ever dated! God, she's such a cunt!" Jill's face goes a bright red, I didn't know I was the only guy she ever dated. That's actually pretty cool. But then Jill's eyebrows move down. She's ready to kill Jessica. "You know what," Jill screams from the stall. "Who the fuck are you," Jessica asks, clearly angered. "I'm motherfucking Jill Valentine!" She flings open the door and steps out. Luckily, the door closes and no one saw me.
Jill Valentine
"You think you're some tough bitch! But you're just a scared little girl! So, you didn't get to fuck Chris and I did. Get the fuck over it!" She stood there with her mouth wide open. "You think I'm jealous of you?" She laughs. "I would never be jealous of you! You're just some cunt that thinks she can be popular. Let me tell you, no one likes you. Piers doesn't even like you. He might pretend to and hang out with you, but you see he's leaving you for Finn. Everyone knows he's just waiting for a change to get away from you Jill. Just like me." "That's it!" I slam my fist into her beautiful, once braced, teeth. She falls back and hits her head on the sink. She fell unconscious. "Fuck..." She wasn't bleeding, so she would be fine and no evidence on my side... so that's good. Excella and Ashley, who were both there the entire time, rush to the ground to pick up their ring leader. While they're distracted, I open the stall and sneak Chris out of the room. Chris runs into the men's room to get Piers.
Chris Redfield
Oh my fucking god! What did Jill just do!? I was kind of turned on, was that a bad thing? I rush to the only closed stall and knock on it frantically. It opens and I see Piers deepthroating the guy he'd dragged in here. "Fuck! Piers," I turn my head. This wasn't something I was interested in seeing. "Chris!? What the hell?" "We need to go! Jill just knocked Jessica the fuck out!" "Jessica? She's here?" "Yeah, we'll talk later! Come on." Before we leave Piers calls, "This was nice; call me!" We meet up with Jill and run out of the club rushing home, on foot of course. We didn't need another accident, and we thought about that so we didn't bring the car. What a crazy night...