Protective

Part 9

'The worst feeling, is feeling unwanted  by the person you want the most' 

"No wonder your boyfriend hurts you! I would too if I had to spend five more seconds with you!" Five shouted back at me.

They say that actions speak louder than words, but in this case, his words hurt more than actions ever could.

"Why would you say that Five?" I questioned him. Hurt rolling off my tongue, and spraying across my cheeks in a red undertone. 

Tears were now threatening to escape.. 

He sighed.

"I- I didn't mean it like that." He pinched the bridge of his nose with his fore finger and thumb. 

"It's just all overwhelming. I don't nee- I don't want you here." He continued.

My heart squeezed, it was as if someone had ripped open my chest, clutched my heart out, maybe played a few soccer matches with it and shoved it back in.  

I've been unloved, unwanted before, why did this one hurt the most, why does it feel like the air inside my lungs are trapped?

Why do I wish it came out of anybody's mouth, apart from the black haired boy standing in front of me. 

I staggered three steps away from him.  

Klaus was watching from a far, probably dying to know what was going on.

"Fine, if you don't want me here, I will leave, I would of left along time ago." 

He told me I was no longer needed, so I shall go.

I turned to walk away, but he grabbed me. I could tell he was half heartedly trying to pull me towards him. 

I yanked my arm away. 

"Wait! Janessa I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!" 

Five pleaded.

"Let go of me Five! You made yourself perfectly clear that I am not needed. That I'm not wanted." I finally gave in. I broke down into tears in front of him. 

Oh how I hated him.

Him and his silly grin,

His floppy hair.

His ridiculous green eyes that held a thousand oceans, and carried millions of cloudy days, waiting to pour down on your parade. 

But that hatred was nothing compared to when he looked at me with utter admiration.

Although I hated him... and he obviously hated me, it was hard to turn away.

Five's POV

Shit, I'm an asshole. 

"Wait Janessa, I'm so sorry!"

I pleaded for her to stay, I looked into those beautiful blue eyes and I knew that I couldn't let her go, not now... not ever.  

"Let go of me Five! You made yourself perfectly clear that I am no longer needed" 

False  

"that I am not wanted" her voice broke, and so did my tiny heart.

Yes it too, seemed to shock me. The famous Five Hargreeves has a heart?

I cannot hurt her like this, her sweet innocent soul doesn't deserve a killer like me' I needed to tell her the truth but for now...

I let her go.

I let Janessa go. 

Five's POV Over