"Piers? Sweetie. Open the door please. We need to talk."

After that incident that happened yesterday night at his front lawn, Piers decided to take a day off from school. No he didn't just sleep in without his parents knowing of course. He faked being sick. His mother fell for the trick automatically but his dad? It took him twenty minutes to fall for it too

His mother knocks on the door again, "Piers? Please open up." Piers was looking at himself in the mirror touching where the knife had cut him. It hurted when he touched it. "Piers?" He sighs and went over to his door and opens it.

"What took you so long? Don't you want your medicine so you can feel better?"

"Sorry, I was in the bathroom."

His mother touch his face and then seen the cut on his neck. It looked infected. "Piers?"

"Yes mother?"

"Care to explain what happen to your neck?"

"I uh…"

Luckily, Piers father had went inside of the room and said, "Honey, I'm heading off to work. Piers, I hope you get better."

"Honey, before you go…have you seen the cut on Piers neck?"

"Mom! It was an accident I swear!"

Piers father went up to him and took a quick look on Piers neck. He shrugs and said, "Looks perfectly fine to me."

"What do you mean Carl?!"

"It looks like a hickey! Now, please let me go to work."

Piers always felt bad for his mother. His father would never care for what his mother have to say or think nor showed her love and affection. I would never do that to my wife when I get married someday. He thought to himself.

His father has left the house and his mother shook her head not registering what had just happen. "Mom? Are you okay?" Piers ask wrapping his arms around his mother. She pulls away from him and burst into tears. Great, bad enough I have to deal with emotional Claire. He thought. "Why are you crying?" He asks.

"Because this family is breaking apart! Ever since that incident that happened when you were twelve years old and we lost-" Piers jump away from his mother he shouted, "Don't you dare talk about what had happen! You know that every time we talk about that I get piss off at myself!"

"You should because it was your entire fault Piers!" His mother snap back.

"Look mom, I can't deal with this now."

"Don't you mean you can't handle the truth? Piers, I love you a lot. I can't afford to lose you like how I lost her."

He looked at his mother and a tear quickly slip from out of his eye. He wipe the tear away trying to show that he was a weak boy soon to be man. "I'm going to go downstairs and pour me a glass of orange juice." He went pass his mother and his mother followed him.

"Piers. What happen last night?"

"What?" He said going inside of the kitchen.

"What happen to your neck?! That does not look like a hickey to me young man! Did someone try to hurt you Piers? Come on, tell me. You can trust me."

Piers thought for a moment and took a sip from his glass of orange juice. Putting it down on the counter he told her, "I can't actually. You were just trying to use someone's death against me! How can you do that to me mom! You were the one who told me when I was a little boy that it wasn't my fault! Now you just threw the incident that happens years ago right at my face again and this time you blamed it on me!"

She cleared her throat, "I am your mother Piers. Mother's need to know things about their children. Especially when it comes to their child's safety."

Piers chuckled and put on his gray sweater that was on the couch. "Some things mother's aren't supposed to know." He left the house and went inside his car driving as far away from his house.

"I don't know Helena. Maybe he's tired of me?" Claire said lying down on the grass outside on the Soccer field. "I doubt that. I mean, when guys are tired of a girl usually they confront them about it." Claire sighs. She misses Piers. She misses his stupidity, idiotic, and his funny comments. Especially his lips on hers.

"Oh look, prince charming is coming over."

"Who?" Claire asks looking behind to see who Helena was talking about. She saw Steve coming over. "Shit," she muttered. "What are you planning on doing? Do you want Sherry and I to leave or?" "No. Stay."

Steve went up to Claire and smiled. "Hey babe, what's up? Where's your boyfriend Piers? He got into a car crash or something?"

"Steve. Wishing death upon someone isn't nice or attractive."

"Well what can I say? I don't like him."

"Don't you mean you're jealous?" Helena stated rolling her eyes while reading a book that was in her hand. She hated Steve. She couldn't understand what Claire liked about him. Everything about Steve was bad. She even thought he was a bad influence on Claire. Helena closes her eyes and wished Piers was here.

"Jealous? Jealous of that idiot? He can't handle Claire! Only I can. Am I correct Claire?"

"Steve. Listen, if you wanted me back. All you have to do is break up with Rachael and we can be back together." She winked at him and Helena mouth drop.

"I'll have to think about Claire. I mean, Rachael is a pretty good girlfriend too. I'd let you know soon? Oh and by the way, Helena you might wanna' close your mouth before someone puts their dick in it. Bye Claire."

Sherry lays her book down on the grass and looks at Claire who looked in love. "Okay. Am I the only one here who thinks that he's a total dick head and acting like a bitch?" Helena raises her hand into the air and said, "For the first time Birkin, I totally agree on you with this! Claire, please drop Steve. He's not worth your time."

"But weren't you the one who told me to do all this? I mean, I was better off heart-broken and now because of you I'm happy again. Thanks Helena!"

Helena scoffs and then rolls her eyes. "Hey guys." Piers said throwing his school bag on the grass. Claire jumped up and told him, "Where were you?! I waited exactly twenty-five minutes and my father had to drive me to school. By the way, I received a detention slip from my first period teacher because of you and-"

"Look, I'm sorry. Something happened at home and it's just everything is complicated. Claire, I'll explain everything later but for now let's just do the plan."

"Too late." She told him crossing her arms. "Steve was here just a minute ago."

"Really? What'd he say?"

"Nothing really. Why?"

"Nothing. I just hope you're making the right decision doing all of this." Piers walk away from Claire and she bit her lower lip. Helena got up from the grass and began to rub her back. "He's right Claire. We all hope you're doing the right thing."

"I know…" she mumbled watching him talk to Chris and his team.

When school was over, Piers decided to head into Raccoon City's biggest park. He went to place where no one aloud due to investigation about something that happen years ago. He picked up a couple of rocks and threw them at the water. "Jill and I use to do this all the time when we were kids." Chris told him throwing a rock at the lake.

Piers smirk but it fade away. "So I'm the third wheel huh? Have you forgotten that I was there?" Throwing another small rock at the lake, Chris chuckled. "No. Sorry if I made it seem that way. So what's going on? You know you and my sister?"

"Nothing really man." Piers took a seat on the ground and Chris sat beside him. "Can you elaborate a little on that?"

"There's nothing really to say about her and I."

There was silence between the boys. They both listen to the sound of the water that was coming from the lake. Chris broke the silence by asking Piers, "Do you uh…think my sister's kind of cute?"

The question made Piers blush a little. It also made him laugh a bit. He never knew that day Chris Redfield would ask him if his sister is cute. Besides, it was a bit awkward talking to his best friend about a girl who is his sister. Talking about another girl like a friend or a girl that they don't know was comfortable. But his best friend's sister? No.

"What kind of question is that?" Piers ask ripping a leaf to pieces.

"It's just a simple question? What?" He asks turning to face his best friend. "You have a crush on my sister don't you?"

"What? No! No of course not! Claire and I are just friends!"

"How many times you've two kissed?"

Piers thought about where Claire and him shared their first kiss. It was the night where she asked him to be her fake boyfriend. At first, he thought she was just pranking him to embarrass him in front of the entire school but then after seeing how serious she was he got down with it.

"We've kissed only two or three times I believe?"

"How many minutes?"

"Dude! That's something a girl would ask!"

Chris laughed. "Just answer it Piers!"

"It was like a quick kiss. Nothing more."

"No make out sessions or?"

"No. What do you think we look like having made out sessions in front of people?"

"I don't know. Some people are like that."

There was silence once again between the boys. Piers thought about the questions Chris had ask him. Once again, Chris broke the silence and asks, "Is she a good kisser?"

"Why don't you go find out yourself?"

"Piers! I'm not gonna' just go to my sister and kiss her! That'd be weird, sick, and disgusting. In my book, that's rape."

The two boys laugh historically until Jill came and told them, "I suggest you two leave right now. The cops are coming."

"Damn Valentine. How do you do it?" Chris said chuckling. She rolled her eyes and said, "Hurry up. I don't want to bail you two out of jail." She joked. Jill made her way out of the park and Piers and Chris began to walk.

"Are you still crushing on her bro?"

"Pretty much." Chris replied.

"Just tell how you feel. I'm pretty sure Jill will feel the same way."

"And how are you so sure of that?"

"Because of the way you two talk to each other and not to mention, look at each other."

"So you uh? Think I should make a move on her?"

"When the moment is right."

"You think this is the perfect moment?"

"I'm not so sure about that."

Claire had a small paper in her hand. She was in front of a house which someone told her it was Piers home. She took a deep breath and knocked on the door. The door open and a woman appeared. "Hello." She said looking at Claire strangely. "Is Piers home?" she asked.