Five Hargreves-"i can't keep going"

5. nightmares and comfort

Five's pov:

It was night and i was tossing and turning in my bed until i shot up with sweat and tears dripping down my face, this nightmare was by far horific, it was more than just a nightmare, it was a memory. A memory of my 'father' Reginald Hargreeves.

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"Again number Five!"

"You dont deserve to be alive!"

"I should have adopted a diffrent kid, not some worthless child that can't even figure out how to use its abilities!"

My 'father' hitting me uncondicionaly, waiting for me to finaly get a hand of what i could do.
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Of all the mental and phisical abuse he put me through, he would put more presure on me because i was the 'stable' one, the one that looked like they had a future, and the powers i had would be useful. The memories from all the times he would keep me up at night for training, the times he would hit me just because i didn't obay his orders. The times he wouldn't let me eat for days in a row as punishment for not being the best, for not being one of his little dolls that he could fool around and play with.

I didn't even realise that i was crying so loudly, sobbing while i was trying to gasp for air.

I heard knocks on my door, but i didn't care, i didn't give a shit about anyone anymore. When was the last time my family risked something for me, mabye i was just being the selfish little bitch that my father raised.

"Five! You in there!?"

I heard a muffled voice, everything was so loud. I covered my ears trying to comfort myself. My breathing still heavy, my arms felt numb, head as if someone punched me multiple times.

Later i heard the door slam open and a unknown figure pulling me in a hug as i cried and s screamed, letting everything from those traimatic events out.

I cuddled into the person holding me that was rubbing my back, rocking me forward. As the figure was trying to pull away i just clinged on tighter, wanting someone to walk me through the pain. For once not wanting to do this alone. The shady figure letting me cling onto them as i rested my head on the person's shoulder. Tears and sobs still not stoping.

"Its gong to be ok cinco, its going to be ok" i heard the figure whisper softly in my ear.

I recognised the voice as my brother Diego who was trying to comfort me to stop crying, he brushed some of my messy raven coulored hair of my face, so i could make out some of his facial features while crying histericly. My brother rubbing circles into my back, holding me, protecing me from all the dangers of the world. I couldnt see much because of the blurry vision that my tears caused, but i knew i was safe and Diego would be there to help my through it.

I looked up to see this face, him stroking my head and wraping me in a blanket that was just next to us. By breaths were getting slower. A while later sleep hit me like a train and i fell asleep in my knife throwing brothers arms. I still felt him rubbing circles into my back as i was once again was taken into the abys of dream land.

Diego's pov:

I saw my brother slowly drift of to sleep, i was still holding him in my arms, when his breaths got slower and back to normal. I floped him gently on the side of his bed, putting his tear stained face on the pillow. I looked at the clock that was on Five's night stand table. 3:23 am. I sroked his head one last time before leaving him alone to rest. He was a wreck.

I traveled the halls of the academy, peaking in each room, making sure that Five's screames and cries didn't wake anyone up. Thank god they were all sleeping. I headed back to mine and Lila's room. Only to find a Lila sitting on our bed, arms crossed, looking angry.

'Well fvck'

"Where were you?"

"In Five's room."

"Why?"

"He had a nightmare."

"When did you leave bed?"

"30 minutes ago..."

"Why was Five having a nightmare?"

"I dont know."

Lila glared at me for a split-second before crawling back into bed, me folowing behind. She wrapped her arms around my neck as i gave her a soft peck on the lips.

"Why is you're t-shirt so wet?"

"The old man cries."

"Mhmm. You look as if a tsunami ran you over." My girlfriend ended the convesacion with that, we both fell asleep.

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Hi, its me (the Author) i hope you liked this, Once again i want to say that im not good at writing and English is not my first language so dont come for me. -N