𝘐𝘯 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘒𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳 | 𝘞𝘦𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘳 𝘹 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘍𝘪𝘷𝘦

Your POV

The debate in your mind makes things complicated. “Do I just go to the killer camp and confront him or do I wait until my next trial?” You think to yourself as you lay down in bed. “Regardless of what I choose, it needs to be done.” You think about it some more before deciding to just go to the killer camp. You realistically don't know the next time you'll see Wesker in a trial. 

You get up and out of bed, Wesker’s glasses in hand. You examine them for a moment before deciding to put them on. You decide to be sneaky this time around and go out through a window in your cabin. You do so quickly (and quietly) run off into the woods. You remember exactly where the killer camp is. 

After some time of walking you can hear some rustling in some bushes nearby. Knowing that the only wildlife here are birds, you know that's a person and you have a feeling you know who that person is. You cross your arms and face the bush. 

“Danny, get your creepy ass out of the bushes. You're supposed to be stealthy.” You grab into the bushes and grab his arm, pulling him up. 

“Woah woah! Chill y/n!” He pushes you away from him. 

“Not after the drama you started.” You cross your arms again but Danny starts laughing. “What's so funny Mr. Stalker?” He doesn't answer you and you realize now why he's probably laughing. Your face flushes. 

“Damn you really moved on fast! Chris did some work on you.” Danny continues to laugh, already struggling to speak in the first place. 

“It's not from Chris, it's from Wesker. Do you like causing drama or something, Danny?” Now you sound annoyed. Danny calms his laughter before speaking. 

“Wait, that was Wesker’s doing? And to answer your question, yes I like drama. I live for it in fact.” He pats your head a few times to which you slap his hand away. 

“I don't have the energy for this.” You simply walk past Danny, continuing your walk to the killer camp. Danny follows close behind but doesn't say a word at this point, scared you'll try to beat him up or something. He likes having you as a friend despite it not seeming that way. He thinks of you as a sister actually, a sister to pester though unfortunately. 

You finally make it to the killer camp, not bothering to be sneaky here. You go straight to Wesker’s cabin, just assuming he'd be in there alone. He doesn't seem like the type to have friends after all. 

The killers who are lounging around just stare at you, unbothered. They like you. You remember which cabin was his, the one he stormed out of and back into. You don't even knock, you just go right in, slamming the door behind you. Wesker is caught off guard and so are you because he's shirtless. 

“What on earth are you doing here?” He walks up to you, sounding only slightly irritated this time. Your face feels like it's burning as you stare him up and down, the glasses not making it obvious. 

“I uh, I came here to tell you that you can't have me! Chris wants me and I want him.” You can't help but continue to stare at his body. Wesker lets out a chuckle.

“You're trying to be tough and scary but you're only coming off as a little kitten.. helpless.” He grabs your arms with only one of his, slamming you into a wall. Your face feels like it's on fire now. “Regardless of what you say you want me. Even if there is a part of you that wants Chris, you can't resist me.. not to mention that I won't let Chris have you. I will make sure that you only think about me and not him.” Wesker smirks, examining your neck. Very proud of what he did to you. 

“And regardless of what you say you can't just force me to love you forever. Chris can give me love, you can't.” You try to sound intimidating and try to look angry but both you and Wesker know you're terrified but in a good way somehow. Wesker simply lets out a “hmph” sound before practically throwing you on his bed.