Temporary Alliance

Chapter Nineteen- The car does stop

🎶Paris🎶

Claire's POV

Only two hours passed and my rear end was already worn out. Wearing jeans didn't make it any better either. My ass was on fire...literally.

At first I found the car luxurious but when you sat in it for two hours straight the ass could really cry. Did Wesker do this on purpose?

I shifted uncomfortably, rubbing my sore ass that Wesker could really kiss at this point. This was 'Mr the car doesn't stop' fault.

I looked to Jill who was sleeping like a baby. How could my sister in law find comfort in a situation like this?

Wesker glanced at me through the mirror above him, Leon giving him a glare before looking through the window.

Leon was usually quiet but now he was beyond quiet. He said nothing to us.

"You seem troubled" Wesker stated and I rubbed my ass with a pained face.

"While your organs are hard ours aren't" I hissed as I shifted, almost knocking Jill's nose off with my elbow.

Her eyes flew open, Jill rubbing her apparently damaged nose. She shot me a glare.

"What have I ever done to you?" She asked and I stared at her. Well Jill, my ass is on fire yet you sleep as though we are sealed on lilies.

"We are sitting on rocks yet you sleep so peacefully" I told Jill as my stomach gave a familiar feeling.

Not now...

My bladder was on fire as I had not made any stop during those two hours. Curse having a weak bladder...

"Are you okay?" Jill asked me as she saw my discomfort.

"I would like to piss actually" I whispered, Jill laughing at me the moment I said it. I gave her a strict glare.

"That's not funny Jill" I hissed and her laughter continued.

"It is just funny to see you breaking the news to our blond friend" she laughed and I crossed my arms, relaxing in the seat made of rocks.

"The car must stop at some point Jill" I mumbled, closing my eyes as I ignored the small rocks the car made. Sleep seemed to solve everything.

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We fell in a huge pot hole, my bladder falling in it as my lower region begged for it's release. That was enough to fry my brain...I had to go and go fast.

"Stop the car!" I yelled, Jill laughing at my face expression and Wesker did what I asked. He faced me while I tugged the door as though I was a dying woman.

Well indirectly I was...my bladder was on life support at this point.

"Let me guess, you want to release the urine you have been holding for six hours?" Wesker asked and I glared daggers at him.

"Well since you know so much why don't you fly the damn door?" I hissed as he surprised me by driving.

My mouth fell, Jill pressing her lips together as she tried not to laugh.

"The car doesn't stop" he stated firmly and Leon glanced at me but said nothing.

What did I expect him to do really?

Why would he defend the woman who seemed to pity the savage? Such a pity because the savage didn't seem to pity me.

I resorted to trying to break the glass, Jill's laughter increasing only to receive a death stare. Wesker remained calm around the steering and I growled.