Wesker's Daughter

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  March 12th, 2014. 8:00 pm

"Dad i'm 16. I'm old enough to know why I don't have a mom!" I say following my dad as he walks up the stairs to his study. "Melinoe just get ready for bed. You're not going to know about your mom" dad continues walking. "Why not?! I need to know!" Dad opens the door to his study. "Melinoe go to your room now! Speak no more of this!" Dad slams his study door in my face.
I walk to my room seeing my dad's mind controlled woman picking out pajamas for me. I've never seen her face before. I've seen her long platinum blonde hair in a low ponytail. She doesn't have her thick black cloak on but still her gas mask. I sigh and flop down on my bed, on my stomach. I hear her set the clothes down on the bed beside me. "Melinoe it's time to get ready for bed" I hear her say. "Jill go away" she sits beside me and rubs my back, in a comforting way. She's been under my dads control since 2007. It's comforting but I also know that she's being forced to do this. Jill stands and flips me onto my back making me let out a surprised yelp. She sits me up, "please don't struggle with me" Jill says as she lifts up my shirt and pulls it off me. I blush but don't struggle, she reaches behind me and unclips my bra before pulling it off. Jill then gently pushes me onto my back and takes off my pants and panties. Jill goes into my bathroom and starts running a bath. Jill's had to do this every night since dad brought her here.

Jill grabs my hand and brings me to the bathroom and helps me into the large tub. She starts bathing me as I blush hard.

After 20 minutes Jill dries me off and dresses me. "Time for bed" Jill says as she pulls back the blankets. I lay down and she tucks me in, "Jill?" She finishes tucking me in. "Yes Melinoe?" "Can you sleep with me tonight please? Without the mask?" She pauses for a second. She then pulls off her mask letting me see her face for the first time. She looks emotionless besides her eyes that hold a lot of emotion. She lays down and tucks herself in before pulling me towards her. I cuddle her as she holds me to her. She's the closest thing I have to a mom.