Leon Kennedy

I admire their attempts to make laying me off a softer blow. Figures, it'd be first time in two years that Ashley would choose to remember how I rescued her in Spain even though I am a 'government dog.' Women.

The tiny college café was clean and obviously chic as they come seeing as it was on the campus of an Irving league school. It was full of the discussions of students about their many trivial problems in life with the worst being the black-headed girl behind me who was having a major moral dilemma between sleeping with her professor to pass one of her classes or telling her parents she was failing.

Ashley hadn't changed much except for her clothes which were a pair of 'artfully' raggedy jeans and a simple white blouse, it seemed that her attitude had gone from uppity know-it-all girl to a yuppie if I have ever seen one!

Sitting completely straight in her seat Ashley fittled with the spoon in her latte awkwardly my mind drifted to all of the hospital visits I received in the past few weeks; the most meaningful having been Jill Valentine (soon to be Mrs. Jill Redfield if Chris had any say), Barry with his kids, Sherry, Rebecca, Chris, and Claire who were followed in by the First Family.

He had come in just as they had arrived causing a good deal of shock with them, especially Barry who was extremely out-spoken against the current leader of our country, with his beautiful blonde bombshell wife and Ashley. He made a speech about how fortune he was to have such a loyal, efficient group of agents protecting his family and himself who come to the rescue of their fellow humans in the darkest hours; along with of how impossible it will be to replace such a wonderful agent. I mentally laughed at his bullshit speech.

It won't shock me if there wasn't a thousand and one different media members outside waiting to speak to the Commander and Geek about how he had come to honor a fallen hero. The news had painted the whole thing like I had gone down in some bloody battle saving my comrades instead of fucking training accident. That part I really didn't give a crap about.

The part that killed me was the pity I felt from everyone who I had really thought were my friends. They did everything from getting things that were out of my reach and in it, hours were wasted telling me how things just happen and I need to live in the here and now. It was slitting my wrists for me.

Looks of sympathy, soft voices, small words, sappy gifts, and a bunch of people who constantly talked about how I would be on my feet in no time even the doctors had been kind enough to tell me honestly the next time I tore my ACL I won't be able to walk.

EVER!

This was cruel and unusual punishment if it has ever happened before. Out of all of them Claire, the woman I had loved, was the worst. I felt like I had gone from her strong hero to a weak little baby put in her care to baby-sit. I thought I hated life before now but now I really knew hatred.

But back to this little play date. Chris believing that the best thing for me would be to get my game back with Ashley Graham! She had made herself known to me by visiting as often as her schedule would allow her which made that jack ass Chris come to the conclusion that that it would cheer me up to go on a date with her. Yup, thanks a lot jackass! How can a cripple get laid seriously?! Besides I don't do sympathy sex.

By the way Ashley kept looking at me told me differently, she was looking for her little hurt puppy dog and she felt she had found him. Boy, was she frickin' wrong?! I am no one's project, NO ONE'S. Period. No questions asked.

We spent most of the date in complete awkward silence or talking about stupid shit so when the first hour of the date ended Ashley got right to the chase.

"I'm looking for a guy to connect with mentally, spiritually, and physically. A serious committed relationship that could led later on to something more permanent."

Her third latte sat untouched next to her hand completely full, it was really interesting.

A cough and she continued "I understand that you are currently in a tragic situation and are in need of a similar relationship as the one I seek. If you ar-"

This crap would right now,

"Shut up."

Several people around us fell silent from the absolute shock of my words to the President's demeaning whore daughter.

"I am no one's project, I am a man. A living human being who will not be pushed around and toyed with like this. You will not look down upon me and pity me, unless you want to be embarrassed more I suggest you have me taken home before I really cause a scene."

She narrowed her eyes at me and hissed

"I was being nice to you when I agreed to this dat-"

I cut across her coldly with my words. I don't really give a damn what anyone thinks about my cripple ass anymore.

"I have better things to do than sit here with you. I don't want to spend any more time with you, I don't need anyone else, and I certainly don't need your ugly ass! NOW HAVE ME TAKEN HOME!!"

I didn't here much from her after that particular episode not that I give a shit.