Five Hargreves-"i can't keep going"

3. "leave me alone!"

Posible triggers: self harm, blood

I closed my eyes trying to supress everything i felt. I reached into the pocket of my sweatpants. Pulling out a shiny, silver objekt. I un-wraped the bandages on my wrists, and started to continue with the dangerous game that i have been playing for such a long time. I was drenched in my own blood while my migrane was only getting worse.
I heard a small knock on my door, i swear if it will be Alison, i will chop her head off. And i heard a tiny knock again, my head still pounding thanks to Alison and her words.

My tears have dried by now. I saw a crimson looking tear escape from my nose, 'well thats just great' Once again i heard the knocking, i opened the door slightly to find, Diego, hm.., intresting. What is he doing here.

He saw a crook of the door open, he instantly spoted my bloody hand that was aplying presure to my wounds around my wrists. Now holding the door.

"Oh., Five, can i come in?"

"Leave me alone!"

"Five you need help with that."

"I dont want you're help."

"Five, please, just let me help this one time, i will not tell anyone, just let me help."

"......promise?"

"Yes!, yes i promise, just let me help,ok?"

Five just pulled the door a little, Diego took that as his que, he peaked in and saw a little figure presing his lower arm, trying to stop the blood from flowing, but no matter how manny times he tried, there were always little crimson beads that apeared every time you clened the wound, they would grow and then it would start to flow again.

As i looked up at Diego standing in the doorway, he brushed some hair of my face. "I'l be right back, try not to move much." He whispered while heading for the bathroom. He came back running with bandages and disinfactant. He crouched infront of me, 'mabe he does care, shut-up brain he hates you, everybody hates you'

"Five, hello, you with me?" I just noded my head. "This will sting a little, ok?" He taped a coton pad soaked with disinfactant on my wrists carefully. I whinced when he presed onto one of the scars. "Look, five ......y-you dont have to tell me why, just how long."
I hesetated trying not to look at my brother. "Since we were 11" Diego stoped cleaning my cuts. He held my hand, making sure that it isnt hurting me. "Five if you ever have the urge to do it again come to mine and Lila's room, or just come and get me, and i'l help you as best as i can. Its going to be ok, im going to help you through it." A quiet "Mhm, ok" was heard by the 13 looking assassin, now in a kind of 'weak' posicion.

Diego finished up bandaging the timetravelers unusuual coping mecanisem. And giving him a pat on the back.

"And you better be down for dinner, you skiped lunch and you didn't eat much at breakfast either, i dont want you to starve to death."

"Diego, i dont want to see them."

"I know niñito but i need you to eat." (little boy, dont come for me, i dont know spanish i trust google)

With that Diego left, leaving myself to me and my thoughts.

I got myself a black hoodie from my dresser and threw the now blood stained 'white' t-shirt into the laundury bin.

I heard some shouting downstairs, Diego probably told them.

I was still listening to all the shouting while cleaning up my room a little, so it would be bearable. I looked at my window that was next to my bed. Its raining.

'yay i like rain'

"Its all your damn fault Alison, he dosen't want to go dounstairs because of breakfast!"

"Hey!, 1. Its all of our fault, and 2. Stop being so defencive, and 3. Shut ur ugly mouth shut."

'great now they are arguing over me.'

I heard a srape of a plate as i popred my head out of the entrence of the bathroom. And sure enough there was a plate with lazanya near my door. And a note!?

I opened the note.

"Dear tiny dancer, i got you food, Luther, Diego, Alison and Lila are arguing over breakfast. Diego said something about you not wanting to see us, and i totaly understand, we are a weird family. Btw Luther wants to kick down ur door. And Lila is shouting at him, he deserves that. Otherwise nothing has changed, good night, dont let the bed bugs bite"

-Klausandra

I smiled knowing Klaus was 'someting' and it did help me knowing that i had some of my family on my side.

~time skip to 3 am~

All i saw was the Handler killing my family, shooting them, killing them.

"Ah good you're still alive"

Heavy breathing getting quicker, my stomach hurting from the impact of the bulet that my ex-employer shot at me. Making sure i saw how they died. How i layed there in Sissy's barn, seeing my family bleed to death.

At last i shot up from bed, sweating, heavily breathing, not being able to inhale without sobbing. Tears ran Down my face, i tried muffiling my sobs with a pillow, but it was still heard loud enough that Luther came to check up on me. His monkey hand knocking on my door. "You ok Five?"  I tried not to sound 'weak' or 'childish' because of my horace, sore voice, holding back cries. "Yeah, nothing to worry about." I still sounded sad, but it was not as noticable. "Ok, why are you up then?" "Um, ...i needed to go use the bathroom." "You didn't do that thing of yours, right?" "No, didn't, good night" "Good night" thats when i droped the act and started to silenty cry more, i look at the clock next to my bed, 3:46, i didn't bother going to bed after that. I just stayed up, took a shower, the usual, after a while i got bored though. "Fiiiveee" i once again heard a voice, this tíme it was Lila, "yeah?" I asked, my voice still a little shaky. Thank god she didn't notice.

"Your going to breakfast today."

"I'l skip"

"Five that wasnt a question.YOU ARE GOING!, And what are you doing up at 6 am?"

"Stuff"

"What kind of stuff?"

"Cleaning"

"Ok,What are you really doing?"

"Nothing, im bored"

"Want to go to Griddys?"

a/n: lol, ok i dont know what im doing but i like it, i gave up my study time to finish this chapter.