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Once More
By : dominateMello
Category: +M through R > Resident Evil
Views: 4215 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own Resident Evil or the characters depicted in this story nor am I making money from this story. - Chapter List
Chris rolled over in his bed and pressed the palm of his hand against the cool pillow beside his own. The memory of long brown hair cascading across slim shoulders and nestling against a slender back flashed through his mind, making him cringe in pain. He sighed softly, peeling back the sweat soaked sheet draped across his naked body, and sat up with an uneasy glance around the room. Night after night he had these dreams, horrible, blood soaked, pulse racing nightmares that always without fail caused him to jolt awake in the middle of the night soaked in his own sweat.
And now Jill is missing. How could he have let this happen? She was here, right under his nose every single night! He pressed his elbows into his knees and buried his face in the palms of his hands. Guilt and rage washed over him, her presence, or lack of, made the minutes seem like hours. All he could do was repeat his routine another night. Slowly he rose from the edge of the bed and shuffled to his bathroom, stepping into the shower and rinsing off before slipping on a pair of clean boxers and walking down the winding oak stair case he and Jill had only recently had built. He ended up back in front of his desktop computer where the site from before sat waiting for him. He rubbed his face to clear his eyes and gazed at the screen, unsure of how to continue his search for a lover who vanished without a trace. He sat back and let his mind wander to those nights they used to share together, the passion, the love, the tenderness. He could still feel her body pressed against his and the curve of her back fitting nicely to his hand. He submerged himself completely into the memory and relaxed only to jump violently when his cell phone rang beside the mouse. He picked it up and tapped the screen, reading out a number he didn't recognize. With a sigh he dragged the green circle that answers calls to the right and pressed the phone to his ear. "Hello?" The voice on the other end was male, and definitely familiar. A picture of a young man, short brown hair, and cool grey eyes flashed through his mind and he summoned a smile. "Leon, it's been a while. What do you need?" "Actually, I just wanted to say that I heard about Jill's disappearance. I'm really sorry, but I've got a bit of information that might help you." Chris jerked forward in his seat and suddenly felt alert and awake. "What kind of information?" His urgency must have been palpable because immediately afterwards Leon offered to meet him. "It's something that you need to see, I'll pick you up for a couple of drinks." Chris glanced at the clock and sighed, three AM. "Yeah, alright." "I'll be right over, be careful Chris, something weird is going on." Chris grunted in response and tapped the screen of his phone to end the call. He got up immediately after the call ended and jogged back up to his room to throw on a dark blue undershirt and a matching over coat. He nearly darted back out of the room when he realized his pants were still laying over the foot of the bed. With a quick tug he had them on and shoved his feet into his shoes. He was outside waiting in record time, checking the time.- You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
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