Beyond The Past

Beyond The Past

Chapter 4 - Nothing To Hold Onto, Controlling Like A Puppet On A String

A/N: I dont own Resident Evil. I own Kira. May the story contains rude words.

The night passed usual. I felt asleep after midnight, realising I have feelings towards the Redfield girl. The words keep haunting me back. And also, my fight with my father. The words.

How in the fucking hell he meant that it's a damn curse.

I haven't had any dream. Only darkness. And that was the usual. I only had dreams when I was ten. Dreaming about my family getting together again. It's childish from me, for wishing it today too, but I can't do a thing against it. I'm seventeen, and the last time I saw my family together was that damn night.

When everything fell apart.

I sighed, then I stood up. Looked into the mirror, and saw myself. My messy hair was messier than ever. I bited my lip, and tried to do something with my messy hair.

I don't know why I feel this strange. I feel like something is missing from me.

"Can I take back the files?" White Queen appeard. "Or you still need time?" I didn't got scared, when she appeared. If we can be honest, she's my only friend. She was the only one, I could turn to. I know she's a hologram thing, but she has feelings, too.

"I barely touched it, and got some answers by my dad, but I still need it" I answered.

"I've taked the files to your room. And I'm also here to take you to your room. Claire is going to be here in a half hour. You're still a mess, you need to get ready if you're meeting with your crush" As she finnished her sentence, I blushed. Damn you, dad. You told her this.

"So dad told you?" I asked. Like dad would tell to an imaginary thing that I'm in love.

"No. I heard Red Queen and Wesker talking. You better be careful. She might use you" She answered.

"Like she wouldn't use it since I'm three" I muttered under my mouth. Curse that bitch.

We got into my room. Like a normal teenage room. I sat on my bed, and fell back to it. I realised my minutes are numbered, so I get to my wardrobe, and throwed out some clothes to get on.

I picked an usual black tshirt, with some black jeans. I wear black. Like my father. The color black is the only color I wear since I'm twelve. Depression maked me. Forced me.

"Hope you ready for your meeting, because I let Claire into the facility using your ID card" White Queen appeared again. This time, I was ready.

"Place my card on the desk, and let her in" I said. She nodded. My card appeared on my desk.

As she dissapeared, again, my door got opened. Claire walked in. Her long hair was in ponytails. Blue jeans, red tshirt. Almost like yesterday, but not at all.

"Crazy. I thought Wesker would kill me but... He contacted to me, inclouding the White Queen" Claire said. This is getting better. Holy fuck dad, you still care about me?

"He did? My dad? I thought he won't, but look" I laughed.

"I thought he only cares about himself. Dosen't give a damn about anyone, but himself. I thought. But look, he's got heart" She laughed. Why are your laugh is beautiful, Claire?

"Well, if you think my father is an asshole, then you gotta meet him in a right way. I guess your opinion would change" I sighed, then I puted away my pyjama.

I moved my hand, showing, to sit down to my bed. She get it, and placed herself next to me. Not close, but friendly enough. We're friends, after all. But I don't look at her as a friend. It's more. And it kills me inside.

"I don't know him the way like my brother does" She sighed. "They dated like two times. Different time of years. I can't judge someone by this, but seeing my brother in pain, is a thing, maded me look at him as a shitty person, you understand?"

"It's a thing, I perfectly see. Wish you could meet him. I wish you two could give eachother a chance" I sighed too. She didn't seemed to laugh or something. She just looked as the usual, like I wouldn't said a thing.

"I have to get that he hates me?" She laughed. "I never thought from my little friend, that her father hates me, because stealing his daughter. Well, I'm not giving you back" She turned to me, and started to tickle me. I couldn't keep, but laugh. It was funny. it was good, to break out from something.

"Project controlling Kira Wesker, is on!"

I heard a voice in my head. It was like the Red Queen. I freezed down, sighed, and closed my eyes.

"What...? Kira...? Are you alright?" Claire freezed down. Pulled herself away, and tried to look closely.

I opened my eyes again. I saw red and white, for a moment. And her terrifyied face. "Kill the Redfield girl"

"Oh god damn it, SOMEBODY!" She shouted. I covered her mouth with my hands, and slowly pulling her back.

"If you say a word, I'm killing you. And Wesker's not having mercy, not even for you, little girl..." I whispered to her ears. She tried to pull my hands away, and escape, but I held her closer. Killing her, almost.

"Kira, this isn't you. Shut Umbrella out, kill it out! You're not this!" She shouted. Tears hited my arms.

As I realised tears met my arm, I let her go. She runned out of my arms, waiting for air, to catch up with her lungs. Taking breaths faster, than the usual. I shaked my head, and tried to get out of control.

"If you're out of this, you get killed to, not to talk about your father"

"I don't wanna get killed by the Red Queen, so I gotta follow her" I jumped off my bed, and catched her. Pushed her to the ground, almost hitting her. The push was big enough for her to lose control. She layed on the floor, like a dead body.

"Killing the Redfield girl, has been turned off. Controlling Kira Wesker is off"

As I opened my eyes, seeing Claire on the ground, maded my heart race fast, and hoping for good...

I just met her, I can't lose her!