The characters from the game belong to Capcom.
A/N:I'm not english native speaker, so you might find some typos or grammar mistakes, I do apologize for that.
Evana's POV
Three days have passed since Chris left home for a work trip. Thanks to Nico, Chris could get a better job as a bodyguard. I hope it's really work related. Since the night about Jill, Chris started smoking a lot, he got really affected by that and all I do is trying to comfort him and understand him as much as I can and I wished I could take that pain away from him. I hate seeing him suffering. I hate feeling powerless. More and more I wonder what kind of life Chris had and how much he had lost.
TPOV
Evana was sitting on a bench located in the Central Park looking at the big flower camp; alone just with her distant thoughts.
"Hello Mom, today is your anniversary. Six years have passed since you left… Six years have passed and still didn't fulfill my promise to you, but I've accomplished something, at least I don't strip or have sex with Stan anymore… I can already see the difference in my personal budget. However, I feel lighter and cleaner. I hope soon I can feel free from my sins. Does it make a difference that I won't attend clients privately anymore?
Today I have some different news, for the first time in more than a decade I fell in love and I live with a guy named Chris for 4 months and the happiest months of my life besides all the ups and downs we have to deal. He got a new job that makes him get absent for a few days and I miss him a lot, but it's good for both of us. I always welcome him with happiness and gratitude for his hard work. We do really get along and rarely we have arguments.
For the first time as an adult I cried for a guy, can you believe it! How silly I am! But who would say someone like him could change my life and turn it upside down so little time! I felt bad for him and I still do because it's constant the thoughts that he's lost and tormented… I wish I could help him more, but I'm not a shrink… I'm just a useless former prostitute.
I always think about him and pray he can find his balance and don't destroy himself. I'd be completely damaged if I heard some bad news about him, I don't know what could be left of me. I do care so much about him, even though I still hide my past from him. More and more I feel trapped in my own lie and in a crossroads if he would hate me for the omission or for living a lie.
Anyways… I still have that feeling that I will lose him any time. He doesn't belong here, he's an American. Yana calls him fugitive, but I don't care about it. I love him with all his qualities and flaws. He does drink once or another and now smokes a lot, besides his temperamental days. I just love him, mom.
In six years this is the first time I could see some hope for me, I mean, in six years this is the first time I could believe in myself that I could change my life and make new choices to be a better me.
Scarlet is still my stage name…
Damn it Mom, tell me to stop talking about him! I don't want to waste our time thinking about someone that doesn't belong to me!" she thought until she got interrupted by the sound of a familiar voice
"Eva…" the man spoke softly
She looked to the side and her eyes widened in happiness. She stood up quickly from the bench and kissed her man without even care about the people looking at them. 3 days without his presence seemed like forever.
Chris kissed her back with passion, but Evana could taste in her mouth the alcohol in his. She preferred to ignore it and not start a fight. She had just one thing in mind, he had bad days.
"How are you doing?" he asked after releasing her
"I'm good and you?" she said sitting again
"I'm fine, I just got back since I was always thinking about you… worried about your security and got worried for not seeing you home."
"I was worried about your sanity."
"My sanity?"
"Yeah… I know you are tormented about something and would try to escape from it with the booze or getting in some trouble…"
"I'm trying to stay sober as long as I can… But I know I need to keep my job. I'm sorry if I'm not strong enough for that..." he said looking down
"I know, but I'm glad to hear that you worry about keeping your work. This gives you some good points." she said turning her face to him making their eyes meet. They exchanged gazes for a few seconds, gazes full of feelings that wouldn't just go away and seemed to get even more intense by their separation.
He took her hand in his, "Thank you for being so understanding..." He grabbed her by the grip, "I missed you…"
"I missed you too" she spoke with a caring tone and kissed him softly
"So what brought you here?" he asked looking around
"I don't usually come to this part of town, but today is an exceptional day."
"Why?" he said turning to her
Evana sighed with a saddened gaze, "It's my mom's birthday."
"Oh… I'm sorry for asking that. We could pray for her." he said trying to be supportive
"Yeah… It's alright. I know she's in a better place, but I come here to feel closer to her and talk, to do some tribute since I always come in her birthdays and I hate cemeteries. At least here I have better memories of her because of the flowers."
"It's understandable."
"But I didn't abandon her grave… I just can't stand going to cemeteries, so I ask Yana to take care of it…"
"I see. So she liked flowers?"
"Yes, she loved it… I wish I could run a flower shop like she had where the gym is now."
"We can work hard for that. Now I make more money and we can save to run our own business."
Evana smiled with a bittersweet feeling. That business would never work. Both of them weren't so much liked by the people's town, different of her mother who was loved by the neighbors in town, but Evana wouldn't say that to him. She could never be harsh on him, so she just smiled.
"So what's your favorite flower?"
"I don't have any favorite. I like all of them!" she said with a large smile
"No preference for colors?
"Not really, but I think there are some that get my attention first like pink, red, purple or blue ones."
"I see, I didn't know this side of yours since there are no flowers at home."
"There are many things you don't know about me…" she spoke unconsciously
The man looked at her consenting with her statement not getting the implicit message she had in it.
"I wish I could just remember my name… I still have a last name to give you."
Evana sighed, she couldn't help the large smile on her face. That man had the gut to inspire the best feelings in her.
"Yeah, that would be good, but does a union really need to have names to be real or concrete?" she asked
"No, but it helps in the material world. Plus, I want our children to have my last name as well."
"What? Children?" Evana stepped away in surprise
"Yeah. I don't mind if you get pregnant. Children are in my plans with you." He said, "I don't intend to leave ever again even if I get my memory back. I want to spend my life and start a family with you soon."
Evana couldn't help but laugh a bit, "Don't you think it's a little too soon for that?"
"Yeah, but…we are practicing. One day they will come and I will be glad when I see the positive result. Plus, I'm sure I'm aging and don't want to get too old to be a father."
"I'm aging too, but we are together for just 4 months!" she said trying to bring him back from the clouds
"Yeah, but pregnancies usually last for 40 weeks. We would be together for more than a year."
"A year spent in a pregnancy! Couple's life change after children!"
"I know, but I'm not telling you get pregnant right now, but I don't want to wait 5, 10 years from now."
"Three years is great! We will have lived just the two of us good enough, will have enjoyed just the practice good enough and we will know each other way better to be sure we can be good parents and I will be around 35!"
"Three years?"
"Yeah, in three years we can start planning to have a family."
"I guess I can wait those three years. I will be 40 and something." He said pretending to make some calculus
Evana laughed at him. It was funny he didn't even know his age and was making suppositions about it. Maybe he could be younger or even older and just looked good enough, but that detail didn't really matter to her, yet it was evident that was his concern. Shouldn't it be the opposite since she was the one with the limited eggs?
They looked at each other to once again share a tender kiss. Oblivious to the world around them, they didn't notice that some people watched them from afar. Inevitably, they got attention for a small town.
After some time, they left the park together.
(**)
"Dear Diary,
I'm happy again!
I'm sorry mom, today is your anniversary, but you know… the guy I was telling you about just got back to my life again. I prefer to believe you sent him back to me to shut my mouth. I can't help, but smile.
It's been a while since I don't feel those feelings, these butterflies in my stomach. I feel like a teen again. How silly I am! One minute ago I was crying over a boy and now the same boy is making me thrilled! This is so childish! Hahaha.
After we left the park, we went to have lunch…and you know…
I didn't want to embarrass him, but he wants to have a family with someone like me….
Deep sigh… I guess my happiness is not meant to last long… now the fear is back to me. I know I won't see other men, but I still keep this secret from him… I don't want to have to lie to him about my former extra service… about my sacrifice. I don't want to lie to him at all! Nevertheless, I know it would be too much to ask him to understand it in case he learned the truth, the whole truth.
For now it's just my deepest secret…"
The night arrived and with it, the dark memories came to haunt Chris once again. It was getting frequent the visit of his old demons.
Chris moved nonstop during his sleep, which made Evana wake up.
"He's having a bad dream again…" she thought while she watched him
Evana tried not to sleep as she knew he was a sleep talker, but that night she had accumulated sleep since she spent restless nights awaken when she got home alone. After Stan's event, she never had her peace back. The blonde turned to the side defeated by her heavy eyes, but before she could sleep again, she woke up with Chris' murmurs.
She sat on the bed waiting to understand his words, "Chris Redfield, Alpha Team...Wesker… You son of a bitch …Wesker…As a surviving member of S.T.A.R.S. I have to do this….I'll finish this once and for all. Say hello to my comrades you've killed… I've had enough of your BULLSHIT!... Suck on this, Wesker!"
Evana had an astonished expression; he was speaking names again and so many other things. Wesker wasn't a strange name for her, actually she had heard her father mentioning that name on phone calls a few times. If her guess was right, Wesker worked for the other pharmaceutical company her father's was affiliate. The tragedy of Raccoon City got the whole world's attention, but she avoided remembering that since that tragedy had contributed to her father's suicide or at least that was the info she got from his employers.
However, that was a wound she didn't really want to revive. It wouldn't bring her father back. Yet, another thing got attention, "Chris Redfield…" she whispered still looking at the man that now was in silence and sleeping profoundly, "Is that your real name or were you talking to someone with that name? Why is it so familiar to me?" she thought and after that, she just couldn't sleep anymore as her mind started working on digging old memories.
Thank you Xaori for the review. I'm sorry about the kid, but I hope you are strong enough to just ignore them and enjoy the story.
I know that was quick again, but it's to keep the hype for the weekend xD
Now it was the time of Wesker to haunt Chris once again... Next chapter a good revelation will happen muauauhauha and that was another thing that was born by itself during my edition lol, but it added to the story, and that's what really matters :D
Stay tuned!