Chapter 7 - Getting Away With The Red Haired Auntie
Beyond The Past
Chapter 7 - Getting Away With The Red Haired Auntie
A/N: I dont own Resident Evil. I own Kira. May contains curse words and sassy gayness.
I layed on Claire. All my thougts focused on her. Her eyes. Her face. Her hands. Her body. Her hair. Her lips... All mine... All mine...
Don't caring with the fact what we doing is bad. But come on! It's not weired than my first crush. Trust me. That's weirder than you think. I even fell in love with my crush. And healing up, was fucking hard. (A/N: God I just pushed Kira my hard crush towards Wesker. I don't to apologise. I'm writing something and that will make you hate me)
"So. What are you thinking about, now...?" She asked looking up at me. Her face is the most prettiest thing hardly I ever saw in my life. I just wanna stare at her, and not doing a damn thing. This is all I wanna do.
"Honestly, you. Otherwise, how to tell my father that, I'm dating with a Redfield" I answered.
"That won't be hard. I wish my brother would date with your father. You know, he's different when he's got somebody. Who isn't, after all? Or maybe, when they're in love. They're all different. Everybody is" She explained.
"Look I haven't seen my father happy sincs I've hitted my puberty. We had fights daily. Then something weird comed up..." Okay. I'm telling my aunt I had a crush on my father, when I was thirteen. This is going to be fucking embrassing. Just try not telling her what happenned after...
"Don't tell me you had a crush on your father or I'm going to scream" She laughed. Well, she's a pretty good guesser.
"Well, scream. I had it until I turned seventeen. And that wasn't yesterday's sadness" Claire looked at me. She didn't seemed to be suprised or something. I just hoped everything is alright beetwhen us, after my little secret's comming out.
"Look I had a weird crush on my brother. And I don't think Wesker is that bad. Just not my type" (A/N: Oh god, Redfieldcest feelings are haunting me, too) She bursted out in a loud laugh. She have admitted that my father is hot. I admit it too, To be honest. Damm it's weird... I think my father is hot, after I've closed this. But god, have you ever looked at him? He's FUCKING hot. Kira, stop it!
"Am I your type, dearheart?" I asked with an evil grin on my lips. I got my father's style, after all... He's not bad...
"Don't you dare dearheart me..." She laughed, while pushing me away. "You are my type, Kira" She leaned back to stole a kiss.
I tried to ask for permission, with my tounge, but I let her win, This time. Her hands were on my back, holding close. Slowly moved down, a little. Everything was perfect until...
"Kira!" I heard a shout. I freezed down as I turned around. "What the hell..?" My dad frozed down seeing me with Claire. I bited my lip, From being scared. This is the first time ever he saw me with someone else. I felt guilt, and my cheeks turning red, burning my face down. The first time I blushed, was an awkward situation, more awkwarder than a cauching.
"It's complicated to explain..." I muttered. Claire didn't pulled me away. Tried to hold me closer. I wanted to fall away.
"I see..." He said. "I thought you just have feelings for her, not dating"
What the heck, dad. Are you jealous or something other?
"We're not even dating, Wesker. Quit from it." Claire muttered.
"If you ever try to hurt her, you die"
Dad just being dad, nothing other. I though of something else.
"I know, I know. Why would I hurt a Wesker? You've hurt a Redfield two times. Quit from being paranoid, you asshole" I kicked Claire's leg a little. As she moaned in her pain, she get why I did this. We don't play this game.
"Watch your mouth. You don't know the half of it"
"You've hurted my brother. Taked her away for like a revolution! Now I've fallen in love with her, because of you. Don't mind me taking your daughter because you taked my brother" Claire held my hand, and started To run, making me follow her.
We runned. Runned across the facility. To get away from my father. My past...
I never felt something wrong, so right...
"Wrong dosen't always feel wrong, until we think it is..."
"We need that little hologram friend of yours to help us" Claire stopped. Why is this making me feel that we have to do this? To get away. For one time, to be myself. Maybe, just me being a teenager
"We need my pass. We can get out without White Queen" I answered, holding my pass. "That's all we need"
And we got out of Umbrella. Closing something, what lasted forever. My life. My everything. It all faded away because I met someone who helped me. I owe her my life.
"What to do now?" I asked.
"We're getting out of this place. And taking you out, dearheart" She sat on her motorbike, handing my helmet. "I still wanna take care of you"
"Please, Claire. I would love it" I sat beside her.
"I love you. And I know you would die for it..." She turned back to me. Leaned to my lips, and stoled a passionate kiss. Maked it better, she held me closer. Maked me sit in her lap, and continued.
Seriously, I love her.
"Loving somebody, because they're in your life, making it better, dosen't meaning that, they can hurt you, or protect you. Everything has a dark side"