Claire, a child, stood alone on the beach, gazing over the sapphire water with her pure royal blue orbs. Her russet hair danced lightly in the ocean breeze. She smiled to herself with anticipation, resting her cheek against one hand as she hummed "Twinkle Twinkle little star" to herself. She wore a bubblegum tank top and a pair of loose azure jeans. She stood, awaiting her father.
She thought about how she got here 'It started on that day, when she had found herself all alone, She needs someone who cared. He came in the form of Wesker, who swept her away from her past. From then on, she cared about him with every fiber of her being, struggling with her only inner demons.
Wesker's teal depths spotted claire further down on the beach, closer to the roaring sea. Her lovely rose hair was tied at the back of her head. Her orbs were turned toward the ocean, hidden from Wesker's sight, but he knew and loved their shy royal blue hue.
As Wesker drew nearer, His pools softened. "DearHeart," he called, walking towards her.
She jumped a bit before turning around, smiling shyly. "Oh, Daddy! I-It's nice to see you."
Wesker shrugged and said only, "Let's go." They began their walk along the ocean's edge.
"Daddy," she intoned, "the sea is beautiful, isn't it? It's so sapphire and glittering." She glanced toward Wesker, who was unresponsive.
"U-um... I'm really glad we can spend time together today daddy, I know how much work you have. But today is so lovely and warm."
"I don't care about the weather," Wesker snapped.
She fell silent, barely whispering, "Sorry."
Almost instantly, guilt flashed across his face, but just as quickly his cold facade returned to hide it. He looked at her, the loveliness of her ruby hair, the hint of sadness in her unblemished crystals eyes, and her beauty pierced Wesker's heart with shame. Who was he, after all, to hurt such a creature? She has already suffered by her mother's hands.
He summoned the strength to confess, "No." Claire looked up at him with surprise. "Don't be
I should be the one who's sorry."
"It's okay. Don't... don't worry for me. Sorry for dragging you away from work for this." For a few moments, they passed through another chilly silence. "Claire," Wesker murmured at last. "Don't be, I want to be here."
"Do you really?" she piped hopefully.
Claire looked at him with such adoration. "Yes," he muttered.
"I like spending time with you." She beamed such a happy smile at him that he couldn't help but look away.
"I hate it when you're sad," Claire said
Claire slipped her small hand into his hand and wesker said, "I'm not sad claire. I wish I could make you less sad. You're really hurting inside, I can feel it."
Claire tried her best to hide her pain, but it was plain in her windows to her soul.
Claire was haunted by her shroud of pain - but she resolved to battle it alone, Wesker could not know. No one could. It was her burden alone to bear.
All the same, Wesker seemed to notice. He looked at Claire cautiously for a moment before murmuring, "Claire? Is... something wrong?"
"Daddy... it's..." Claire held back her words,
"You can tell me," Wesker responded
Claire's eye's started to bleed tears but just said "It's nothing. It's nothing! I just... I don't feel well..."
"Daddy, it's..." claire took a shuddering breath and whispered, "I... I keep remembering it... Daddy, I can't help myself! I don't want to think about it... it hurts, Daddy. But even when I sleep, it comes back to me in my dreams. I can't forget, not for a moment..."
Wesker placed his hands on claire's cheeks and held her as tears trickled down cheeks.
"Dear heart, You're a special little girl." He told her,
"Daddy," she intoned in response. "I'm... I'm not that special."
"You are," he insisted,
"Daddy..." claire squeezed his hand and sidled closer.
After their walk wesker toke claire home and put her to bed.
He stood, it hurt him to know that claire is hurting and there's nothing he could do about it.
He cursed the redfield man for such treatment of claire, how could they hurt her. She is such a wonderful girl.
Wesker closed claire's bedroom door and left to the labs to check on willam.
A week came and went, Claire met jake when he came back from summer camp.
As claire recalls the moment when jake walked through the door.
"hey, dad I'm home," Jake says as he steps through the front door.
Me I was in my room drawing when he walked in, I hurried down to the living room (I wonder why they call it a 'living room') "Who are you" he asked.
I just smiled and said, "Hello, I'm claire and daddy is working in his office right now but we could play!"
He stared at me a whole minute but he just said "Whatever, I'll be in my room" and left my sight,
I just shrugged and went back drawing.
During the weeks that past
the nightmares and memories still haunt me and I know daddy loves me and just wants to help me, even jake seems to notice it, but I can handle myself.
One night uncle william stopped by on business with annette and sherry, I convinced them to stay for agreed. We all sat together for dinner, just having a good time together. since daddy and uncle willam and aunt annette had work daddy let sherry stay over for the night.
Me and sherry played board games and laughed. Jake even let us play with his dream cast. for once I forgot about my problems.
A/N I wish I could have made it longer but I have been busy with homework.
anyway, i hope you enjoy the chapter and sorry for making wesker seem oc.
