I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight
Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down.
Seasons came and changed the time
When I grew up, I called him mine
He would always laugh and say
"Remember when we used to play?"
Bang bang, I shot you down
Bang bang, you hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, I used to shoot you down.
Music played, and people sang
Just for me, the church bells rang.
Now he's gone, I don't know why
And till this day, sometimes I cry
He didn't even say goodbye
He didn't take the time to lie.
Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down...
Nancy Sinatra, "Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down)"
This chapter was very, very embarrassing for me to write! OOCness, but hey, its been that way the entire time (unfortunately). Exact RE5 quotes inside. Yay, Repo! The Genetic Opera gets its first reference! (At least I think so...Anyway, it's one of the best movies ever) The real line is:
"What's the matter? Can't get it up if the girl's breathing?"
We were sitting inside a boardroom, Wesker at the head of the table, me standing behind him like a bodyguard or PA. We still had some time to kill before Chris would arrive, so we waited silently for him. For about five seconds anyway.
"Why do you hate Chris? I understand that he's stopped your plans before, but he wasn't alone. Jill, Ada, Leon, Claire, I mean, the list goes on! And Spencer? He was using you for decades, but you still side with him? Think about it, he was too old to see his vision...A vision he instilled in you since you were a child, and you think that he wasn't expecting you to take his place? He let you find him! Sure, he had gone crazy, but you have to admit I have a point," I had been well-informed of his life and I was not afraid to repay him for spying on mine.
He got up in less than a single movement and forced me against the wall, "If I didn't know any better, I'd think that you're having second thoughts..."
I laughed, a dead, hollow, humorless laugh, "Please, what could I go back to?"
I had lost everything the moment I sided with Wesker. Chris, my family, my job, my friends, my dignity, everything. Seeing Chris enter the room with that woman, it made me die inside, becoming one of the walking wounded, or in my mind, the undead. I was lost, and the only thing that was there to cling to was Wesker. How could I refuse to his plan? It was the only way to see another day, no matter how much I wanted it all to end...
"You're much more intelligent than Excella ever was; you actually see that I'm using you," Wesker looked at me as if I were something interesting, "But you're using me too, aren't you?"
"As long as you get what you want, what do I matter?" I wasn't really asking him what my purpose was beyond this plan, because I knew I didn't have one.
He cocked his head, "You're different than most others."
I blinked, Chris once saying something like that to me before too, "I don't think I'm anything special."
"The time at hand is near," Wesker, abandoning our previous conversation, looked back to the door Chris would be coming in through, "Shall we begin?"
Chris's POV:
Things weren't going that well in the room with Krista. She had a gun to my head most of the time it was in her hand, the barrel once pointed down. Even if she wouldn't have had that gun, things would still be going pretty badly...
"What's the matter? Can't get it up if the girl's not underage?" Krista laughed sourly.
Robin's been legal for a long time now, and it's not like I haven't been with women my own age...I hated the age difference between us...It felt so wrong... The real problem was Krista. It was just I wasn't attracted to her, and even if I was, I'd be too worried about Robin. I could get it up if I really wanted to. In fact, I might be able to get it up too easily...At least that's what Robin said the last time...
End of Chris's embarassing POV...
I had wondered how this was going to work, but me lying in the middle of the table with my suit unzipped around me cleared it all up. I still was unclear about if Wesker was planing on fighting naked or whatever. Well, it mattered little to me. I was just in this for the look on his face, not to say that Wesker wasn't a perk... Before all of this, I never would have dreamt about anyone else but Chris (fictional characters and celebrities aside)...
"Robin, get ontop of me," Wesker demanded.
I was never very comfortable on top, and that was with Chris, "Erm, do I have to?"
He sighed, "If I'm on top, Chris won't believe you're doing this of your own free will."
"Fine..." I pouted, changing places with the blonde man.
"Hm, I think I get why you like to be on the bottom," He only said that to get under my skin, but he still wasn't about to switch me back though.
I was about to cuss him out, but he stuffed his tongue down my throat before I could. I do mean down my throat too: his tongue was much longer than even Gene Simmons'. Some girls may have liked that, but I certainly wasn't one of them. Well, now wasn't the time to complain.
Just as I inhaled before the second mouth rape, who should run into the room but Chris, the guest of honor? Thank god too, because I could almost feel the vomit getting ready to come out, if my voice box didn't come out first.
"Robin?" Chris didn't yet notice that Wesker was alive, and that really shocked me as I thought that Wesker was the most important thing to Chris, and vise versa.
"Ah, Chris, how nice of you to join us!" Wesker had his clothes back on in place in the blink of an eye.
I didn't look at either of the two as I sheepishly zipped up my battle-suit. They returned the favor, more or less. They didn't speak to me, but I could feel their eyes on me every now and again.
"What have you done to her?" Chris demanded, ready to kill Wesker with his bare hands.
I answered him, walking up to face him, my eyes slowly meeting up to his, "He hasn't done anything to me. It was you who forced me on that table."
He looked at me, flabbergasted, "Robin, what are you-?"
"Krista. I saw you going into a room together," I looked a him sharply, "You can't deny it, can you?"
He shook his head, "It's not what you think."
Wesker intervened, wrapping his arms around my waist, "You broke her heart."
"I know lying to you was wrong, but to fuck someone like her...To fuck anybody...I'm sorry, but I had to get even..." I finally broke down in tears.
"I never touched her," He whispered, then shouted, "I never touched her!"
I didn't know what to think, "Is he telling the truth?"
Wesker didn't answer me, "Robin-"
I pushed him away, looking back at Chris, who was speechless. Wesker moved around the room so he could look at us both at the same time. He frowned in disappointment before smirking triumphantly.
"Then-" My body froze, only for a moment before I turned back to Chris, "Your mind games won't work on me anymore. Wesker's done nothing but care for me. How could I ever doubt him?"
He looked at me as if I were being mindcontrolled like Jill, "Get yourself together, Robin! Wake up, Robin Burton! Robin! Come on! It's me, Chris! Snap out of it!"
"Why can't you understand this, Chris?" Wesker waited for me to stand by his side before going on, "Robin's choosing her allegiance..."
I smiled at Wesker, kissing his jaw. I had my back to Chris, so I could only picture the look on his face as I pulled out Wesker's Samurai Edge and pointed it at him. He watched in devilish amusement as I aimed the gun at Chris's head.
Wesker watched, eager to see me pull the trigger, "Do it!"
"Any last words before I get a look at your pretty brain matter?" I cocked my head, prepared to pull the trigger.
