Protective

Part 12

When growing up, you learn that there is a fine line between good and evil. But never the distinction between which side of the story is being told. 

Villains are known to be evil, to know no good, but that's not always true. When a villain loves, he will sacrifice the world to save her, whilst the hero, to show his heroism, sacrifices her to save the world. 

But it all depends on what side of the story is narrated. Right?

I couldn't stop thinking about what five had said to me last night.

I knew that I would die, it may be tomorrow. 

In 7 days....  

Now...

He can't control life, people come and go, why do I have to leave him? After all, time is free, but it's priceless, you can't own it, but you can use it. And once you've lost it, you can never get it back. So why not enjoy the last- Who knows how long I have left? How long anyone has left? I needed to talk to him. Even if it's just one last goodbye.  

I got out of bed, and walked slowly to Five's room. The door was left ajar, I peeked through the crack, and saw him trying to stitch himself up. I never knew he got shot, I was too focused on myself to realize.

I am selfish.

I stood there standing, staring and observing. 

I am a creep.

I turned away from him, but the floor boards let me down, by creaking.

He jerked his head upright, looked at me, then looked away. 

I'm not enough. 

I took a deep breath.

In and out. 

I opened the door wider, Five was facing the window away from me, buttoning up his white, uniform. I walked in whilst Five was packing a bag. 

I spoke up, "I've been thinking" I started.

"That's a first" he replied. 

"Five, can we please talk?" I sucked in a sharp, jagged breath. 

"There is nothing to talk about." He simply replied. 

I took another breath and spoke again. "Look, I know that you think by pushing me away, you are protecting me, that I won't get hurt, but Five... doing exactly that, hurts me more."

He's saved me from myself, and my past.. More than once.

"Janessa, I don't think- I know that pushing you away will make you safe. You are just not good for me right now, I need to concentrate on saving the world, I don't need to be saving you 24/7." He paused. "But I know that if I let you go, there will be no way of knowing if you are okay. There will be no way of knowing if you are protected" Five informed me.

My breath got caught in my throat. He turned around, a small smirk playing on his lips.

"And, with all that said, why don't you come with me, finish what we started." He continued. 

I let out the breath. "I'm getting dizzy from riding on your bipolar roller coaster." I uttered.  

His smirk turned into small smile. Well, that turned out better than expected, I still have a family, and a home.  

"Where are we going?" I asked him in a small voice. 

"To get that goddamn name" Five said.