Would You Hate Me Then?

Seemingly Different

"Oh, Ana," he chuckled in a rich deep tone. "Such beauty," he caressed the side of my face. I frowned, eyes glancing over at his deep brown eyes, "What?"

"Don't," I grabbed his hand, and forced it away from me. "Touch me," I growled taking note of the darkness around me. The only thing visible is Nick who smirks widely.

"As you wish," he laughed a little, "I am in your head after all."

"Meaning?"

"It's your fault I'm here," he took a step closer to me.

"Does that mean I can make you go away?" I glared at him, demanding an answer with my eyes.

"Only if you choose," he snapped his fingers, the room flooded with light. My brows furrowed at my surroundings... Instead of the normal white walls with a slate of glass on one side I stand in my lavish room across from a sleeping version of myself. Next to the sleeping version of me is Wesker holding my hand with the intentions of never letting go. "Do you like?"

"Trying to impress me?" I rolled my eyes.

"Always precious," I scoffed, "Well it seemed to work when he did it for you..." I started to interject, but he cut me off, "But wait, right? That was different," Nick walked over to Wesker, standing beside him with a sinister smirk. "I thought you would've chosen by now in all honesty. Mon amour, holding hands, the way you lean in... Yet you remain undecided."

"Get to the point," I crossed my arms as I leaned on the wall beside me.

"Because you have somewhere else to be in your dreams?" He laughed, "You're so divided, and until you figure out how to change that... We're stuck here."

"Ana, it's not hard," I peered over at the bed where my seemingly darker look alike resides. Sitting right next to my unconscious self, "It's simple now. He's here, you're here. Choose," I shook my head.

"Abandon everything I've accomplished, who I am... that's easier said than done."

"Not really," Nick fired back.

"Because you know so much," my twin slid off the bed, and walked over to me.

"Ana, you have to make a choice sooner or later." She smirked, "If you don't you'll feel the pain of being torn between what you were, and what you want to be."

"I've always felt that," Nick chuckled menacingly.

"Stop appealing to her with being nice," he locked eyes with my twin. "She likes the abuse," my heart skipped a beat as I threw daggers at him with my eyes.

"The noise you create is taxing," she rolled her eyes with a scoff. "Soon you'll have to choose Ana, and I... we, will disappear along with that decision. Problem is..."

"The only way is forward precious," they both grew closer to me.

"Choosing what was, isn't an option," she extended her hand to me, part of me wants to take it.

"No," I shook my head.

"Told you it wouldn't work," Nick laughed.

"Play it your way baby, we're just along for the ride..."

My eyes opened slowly as I inhaled softly, a deep feeling of unease settling within my heart. I peered around the room just to make sure I'm not dreaming still... I sighed with relief. No Nick, no twin... My eyes locked on Wesker who studies me with a sense of bewilderment. Eyes like a setting sun gazing at me with concern, "What?" I questioned.

"What's wrong?" He asked in spite of my question, I raised a brow in confusion. "My Anastasia you're crying," he pointed out. I wiped at my eyes, ridding myself of tiny droplets near my eyes.