The Umbrella Academy Season 3

Chapter 12

"Be careful, please!" He says worried looking at her.

"Okay." She struggles to walk up the stairs but eventually makes it upstairs.

*Five's(b) POV*

I accidentally bump into someone and see it's Five and she loses balance and grabs onto me so that she wouldn't fall.

"Sorry- are you drunk?" I ask her.

"Why does everyone keep asking me that?!" She says still holding and leaning on me.

"Come on, I'll take you to your room."

"Thank you Fivey."

"What you just call me?" I ask as I start walking with her to her room.

"Fivey? What else?"

"Why?"

"Because it's cute, like you!"

"What do you mean 'like me'?"

"I mean you're cute! That's what I said!"

"Oh, okay." I say confused and blush a little for some reason.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" She asks while she sits on the bed.

"Why do you ask?"

"Because that girl is really lucky."

"How so?" I sit next to her on the bed.

"She's never gonna have to worry about anything because you'll be there to protect her!"

"I guess" I say confused, "well then,  I don't have a girlfriend."

"That's nice." She rests her head on my shoulder and closes her eyes.

"I think it's time for you to sleep."

"No!"

"Yes!" I argue, "you need sleep!"

"Nope! I don't need anything but your company! So stay!"

"Fine! But at least lay down!"

"Fine!"

"Let me take your blazer."

"I got it! Don't touch me! I'm gonna tell Benny boy On you!"

"Who?"

"Benny boy!? My brother?"

"Ben?"

"Yes."

"Since when do you call him Benny boy?"

"Since like an hour ago!"

"Alright, if you say so."

I see that Five's struggling to take her blazer off so I ask,

"Are you sure you don't want help?"

"help, please?" She says sounding almost helpless.

"Okay." I laugh a little at the sight of her asking for help for the first time. I help her take her blazer off and she lays down staring at the ceiling while I hang it up.

"Thank you for helping me." Five says.

"No problem" I say back, "I just wanted to make sure you're alright. Need anything else?"

"I've got one thing!"

"And that is?" I say about to leave.

"I wish you didn't have to leave."

"Why?"

"Because then you won't be here anymore."

"And what's so bad about that?"

"I won't have anyone here who understands me like you do!" She says getting up and going to hug me. I was surprised at the hug but I hugs her back and think to myself,

'Has she also been feeling what I have?'

"What have you been feeling?" She says as she let's go of me.

"What do you mean?"

"I can hear what you say in your mind. Did you forget?"

"No I jus-"

"What is it?" Five asks cutting me off, "and don't lie! I know when you're lying."

"Alright, so I've been feeling something, that I don't know how to explain" I say sitting back down and Five sits next to me, "it reminds me of when I was in the apocalypse."

"Like when you felt guilty about ever being rude to your siblings because there was a chance you'd never see them again?" Five asks.

"Yeah! Exactly like that!"

"Then yes, I have been feeling what you have."

"Are you still drunk, because that's a lot of information to remember when you're drunk?"

"I don't know. But why do you feel guilty?"

I pause for a second.

"I feel guilty for being rude to you. You did nothing wrong and I feel bad for that."

"Oh... It's okay. I forgive you."

"But, I didn't even apologize?"

"You don't have to." She says resting her head on my shoulder again and wrapping her hands around my arm.

"Why do you feel guilty?"

"Why do you think?"

"Let me guess. The same reason?"

"Yeah, the same reason."

"Well, it's alright, I forgive you too. And you don't have to apologize either."

"Good, because I wasn't going to!" She says making us both laugh.

We sit there in silence, but it isn't awkward silence, we just sit and enjoy each others company for a few minutes.

I look over and see that Five had fallen asleep on my shoulder so I gently lay her down on the bed and leave to go back to my room.

*Narrator POV*

Ben sees Five(b) leaving Five's(g) room.

"Five?"

"Yeah?"

"What were you doing in my sister's room?

"I was watching her."

"She let you?"

"Yes. Why, did she not let you?"

"No. But thanks for watching her."

"No problem. It was like taking care of myself, so it wasn't to hard."

"I see. And one more thing."

"What is it?"

"I don't know why, but I get the feeling that she really does care about you." F