Ok, this fanfiction has pushed me off the tender cliff of sanity and forced me at knife point to rekindle my old fangirl crush on Albert Wesker.  I changed my desktop theme to Wesker, I changed my cover picture on Facebook to Wesker, and I just got a couple of Wesker LJ icons.  Ugh, this is insanity!  But I've missed being married to Wesker. 

And for the record, I was married to Wesker before all these cheesy Wesker fangirls came strolling around.  I've seen these chicks online and they're a mess, ugh!  Please.  I'm not one of those chicky-come-latelies that started liking him after the GameCube remake or Umbrella Chronicles.  Wesker and I married back in the summer of 1996.  Back after the first original Resident Evil came out on PlayStation One, so I am the original Wesker fangirl!  Plus (somewhere in Philly) I have a custom made Albert Wesker dogtag, so how you like me now!

But why did I fall out of love with you Wesker?  Why did we ever get divorced?  And why did I ever cheat on you with Solid Snake, what was I on?!

And I know, I know...  All that trash talk about how I was young and foolish when we got married...  I didn't mean it.  It was Snake's evil influence, but now I see the error of my ways and it's too late.  My dear darling ex-husband is dead.  And died in the most stupid of ways too.  Splashing around in lava...  What was Crapcom trying to do?!  But if he was still alive I would ask for his forgiveness and I would promise to never go skulking off with anyone else, because he is my one and only fangirl love!