𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 ━ five hargreeves

16│LET IT GO

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❛ ᴡᴀsᴛᴇʟᴀɴᴅs ᴏғ ᴛɪᴍᴇ​​​​​​​​​​. ❜ ° . ༄
- ͙۪۪˚   ▎❛ 𝐒𝐈𝐗𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 ❜   ▎˚ ͙۪۪̥◌
»»————- ꒰ ʟᴇᴛ ɪᴛ ɢᴏ ꒱


❝ I WAS REALLY ROOTING FOR
HARGREEVES FAMILY HONOR ❞

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Unexpectedly, they found Luther in a bar later that afternoon. It was dark and rather dingy as they entered and the sudden light change from the brightness outside made Dolores pause a moment while she waited for her eyes to adjust. Then, she saw Luther sitting by himself at a table drinking a pint of beer. His expression turned extremely displeased as he laid eyes on his family.

"Look!" Klaus exclaimed, pointing him out despite the fact that everyone could see him. As they approached his brother's table, he continued: "trying a little hair of the dog, are we?"

"Leave me alone," Luther grunted. Diego ignored his order and sat next to him. 

"Give us a minute," he told the other three as he placed his gloves on the table.

"Gladly," the brunette mumbled, giving Luther a look of great dislike.

"Come on," Klaus agreed, placing a hand on her shoulder (he quickly removed it when he caught sight of Five's warning look.) "Maybe they'll brood each other to death."

They didn't have to wait long as Diego got to the point, with Luther suddenly exploding, "you should have lead with that!" before he scrambled out of his chair. "Jesus Christ."

As he made for the exit, the rest of the group hurried to follow him. Despite the gravity of the situation, Dolores smirked slightly as Luther pulled the door off its hinges, finding the inconvenience of his super strength mildly amusing.

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The car continued to follow the path Allison had taken as the light outside dimmed and the sun slowly sank below the horizon. The scenery changed as well, from city buildings and roads to trees and slightly less well-kempt paths. The car was completely silent except for the radio that was playing a quiet song in the background. The air was thick and tense, almost stifling. Dolores wished she could open a window but was half-afraid to ask the question, so she remained silent.

The three Hargreeves brothers were crammed in the backseat with Klaus in the middle while Dolores sat up front with Five as he drove, claiming she was "least distracting." Luther had proved this point to be true by asking his brother to speed up about every ten minutes while annoyingly tapping his foot against the floor with impatience. 

He leaned forward again. "Hey, can you go any faster?"

Five kept his eyes on the road as he answered evenly, "ask me that again and I'll have Dolores burn you with a cigarette lighter."

The brunette turned to give the larger man her version of Five's most feral smile. "And I'll make sure it's nice and hot."

She was pleased when he paled slightly and sat back, crossing his arms like a toddler pouting over not getting his way. She turned back around and crossed her own arms but in a smug sort of way that made him glower at her headrest. However, as they got closer to the cabin, any individual negative feelings turned into a collective sense of overwhelming dread. Their car pulled up in the Jenkins' driveway next to Allison's, but the cabin's lights were off as if no one were inside.

Luther was first to the door, of course, and wasted no time in throwing the door open. He froze in the entrance and cried, "Allison! No!" His voice cracked as he stumbled inside.