Oblivious Love (resident evil)

Rivals

   Rebecca awoke to a loud clanging sound.

   What happened? She thought to herself, realizing soon that her neck was killing her, and that she was laying on a cold hard floor. She opened an eye and slowly looked around at her surroundings.

   It was a small, dull room. It reminded her of a prison cell. Was it a prison cell?

   The clanging continued, and Rebecca sat up, looking behind her to see what was making all the noise,

   "Dammit Wesker! Let us out of here you fucking dick!" It was Chris, banging on the door of what was definitely a cell at this point, yelling at the top of his lungs. The sound of his voice hurt her ears after just waking up, and she wondered what the heck he was talking about.

   "You think you can just clock me and get away with it?!" He continued to bang on the cell door. He had a small head wound, and there was dried blood sticking to his face, some his, and some from previous antics. Rebecca turned a bit on the floor to face Chris, and she suddenly remembered everything.

   Wesker locked them in here.

   Wesker was involved in this.

   He very well may have led them all here.

   But why?

   Is he with Umbrella?

   It's no wonder Chris was infuriated.

   He always knocked heads with Wesker, and now that this happened, he had no reason to hold back his obvious distaste for the Captain of S.T.A.R.S.

   "You even hurt Rebecca, asshole! Stop being a coward and show yourself!" Rebecca felt a pang of some strong emotion in her chest. Something about him being angry for her made her feel happy, and devastated at the same time. It dawned on her that he didn't even know she was awake.

   "Chris..." She said softly, barely heard over Chris' repeated banging on the cell door. He whipped his head around to look at her, quickly regretting it as he held his head in pain. It was then that Rebecca noticed the head wound.

   "You're hurt." She said.

   "Wesker got me good.." He stepped away from the cell door and took a seat on the ground in front of Rebecca. He crossed his legs and rested his elbows on his knees. Rebecca reached up and touched around the wound near his forehead.

   "Let me patch it up..." Chris chuckled, wincing again in the process.

   "How many times is that now?" Rebecca smiled, and started pulling supplies out of her medpack once again. As she treated his wound, they talked about what just happened,

   "What does he want with us?" Rebecca asked timidly, referring to Wesker and what he said about his supposed 'plans'. Chris gritted his teeth in response,

   "I don't know. But I bet he lured us all here. He's using us for some sort of.. Sick experiment." Rebecca felt her stomach lurch,

   "That's your first thought?" Chris sighed,

   "Well, think about it. We're brought to a mansion full of disgusting... biohazards, and Wesker says he has plans for us. What do you think he meant?" Rebecca thought Chris sounded incredibly astute. He really took his job seriously.

   "I don't want to think that's what he meant..." Silence fell between them as Rebecca finished up,

   "There's no way out, either." Chris said darkly.

   "I could tell, the way you were beating on that door..." She glanced down at his hands, which had made their way to his lap. He was running his fingers over his knuckles, which were raw from pounding on the cell door. She put her hand over his to stop him from fidgeting,