Toxins of Yesterday

Chapter Twenty Three- Left in the dark

Claire Redfield☝☝☝

Claire's POV

I deepened the kiss, one of his hand holding the back of my head while the other went dowards. My rate of breathing increased. My anger leaving slowly.

Using his shoulder for support I climbed onto him, his hand giving my ass a light squeeze.He sunk his teeth into my lips, everything on the table being tossed to the floor with one quick movement.

A sound escaped me as my legs went around his waist, our kiss still being heavy and restless. His tongue tasted every part of my mouth it could reach and mine did the same and thank goodness for the table beneath me or I would have collapsed.

He broke the kiss, his thumb stroking my lips as he stared at me with heated eyes. I held his stare, one of his hand moving up and down my back smoothly. I closed my eyes, feeling the fabric of my dress falling to my hips as his hands caressed my the latch of my bra.

"Please..." I mumbled softly, unaware of what I was begging for.

His lips fell to the crook of my neck my hands tugging his dark jacket as he sucked and nibble the area.
My eyes turned with his every movements, his warm mouth sending shivers through me.

He then pulled away suddenly, his hand going to his ear. I stared up at him in confusion.

"What is it?" He hissed, me covering myself with my hands as he eyed me.

"I will deal with the situation... do keep our little friends occupied" he stated before ending the communication coldly. By the time he looked to me I was already getting dressed.

I was grabbed by the wrist as he dragged me off to who knows where, me staring up at him in horror. He was going to kill someone, I could see it in on his change in persona.

I swallowed, ignoring the burning feeling in my chest. He would never change...he would always be cold and forgiving.

"What is going on? Where are we going?" I asked as we headed for the elevator and he glanced at me, tapping the glowing buttons.

"You are going back to my room and you will stay there" he stated simply. I blinked, what?

He was sending me off? What was so important that I had to be shut out of it.

"What? And where are you going?" I asked as the elevator door opened and I was dragged into it.

"I have three bugs to step on" he replied coldly and I kept silent. Why did this surprise me?

He touched his ear, his face strict as usual as he watched the moving numbers above the elevator door.

"Ada...are you ready?" He asked and pondered on the name. It sounded familiar but I could not quite put my finger on it.

"I will be there in a few minutes" he stated, ending the call as the doors of the elevator opened.

"Why are you shutting me out ? Where are you going?" I asked as we exit the elevator.

He ignored me, opening the door of his room by removing his shades, his amber eyes being scanned by red lighting. I entered only to hear the door click behind me.

If I didn't think I was stupid I actually believey stupidity just now. I turned towards the door nob, banging the door.

"To unlock the door please provide proof of DNA" the smart lock on the door stated and I blinked. Proof of DNA, where the hell was I supposed to get that?

I kicked the door. "Fucking bastard! You can't treat me like a pet you play with when you are bored!" I yelled.

Dead silence...

"Let me out!" I yelled, banging the door continuously. How could he keep me in a cage like a canary?

I slid against the door, placing my head against it as I sat on the floor.

"To unlock the door please provide proof of DNA" the door repeated and I closed my eyes. An idea struck me...that thing needed DNA.

DNA could be anything that came from Wesker's body. I stood, scanning the room. There must be something around here I could use.

I looked under the sofa, hoping to find strands of his hair. Nothing...

I headed for the kitchen, checking for something. For instance his siliva could be left on one of these utencils.

Nothing...

I visited the bathroom, looking for hair from his body.

Nothing...

An idea struck me again. Hair was DNA right? Wesker's hair is always intact which meant he must possess a hair brush.

I made my way to his bed room, my eyes falling on a black hair brush next to a come. A smile tugged my lips. Okay freedom, here I come!

I grabbed it, raking my finger through the plastic. My eyes widened as I stared at my empty hand, what the...

I gritted my teeth, shaking the plastic.

"Nice one Johnny Bravo..." I mumbled to myself, tossing the brush else where as I picked the comb up.

A single straw of blond hair caught my eyes, me smiling. As soon as the hair fell from the comb so did my smile.

Uh-Oh!

I was on the floor immediately, trying to grab the blond hair. My only chance of escaping this room.

"No wonder you belong to Wesker, you are stubborn alike!" I yelled at the hair that mooved further, me crawling after it until I came face to have with a trash bin.

"Ew" I frowned as I sat on my butt, only to loose the hair. Great, my only means of escape was gone!

I stood, brushing my self off before placing my hands on my hips. Now what the hell was I supposed to use? I thought only to have something catch my eyes.

A used condom...

My cheeks reddened as I remmbered the first time we made love. I then looked to the door, me cringing the thought of what I had to do.

My eyes then fell to the bin, me cringing. The things I had to do for freedom. Using two fingers I removed the item, slowly aporoching the door.

Again...the things I had to do for freedom...

Well she is determined 😂😂😂

What do you think was so urgent Wesker had to run off to deal with it?

See you in the next update guys 😊😊😊