𝘽𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙖𝙡 - Five x OC

Chapter 10 - Wound

This girl with brown hair steps forward, pointing her finger at me, "How can we trust this person? She's a mass murderer who is immune to our powers."

My eyes narrow, "Powers?"

Five face plants his hands, "Yes, Bee. We have powers."

I snicker alone, "Is that a joke? You got to be taking the piss."

Luther steps forward letting each one of them in the room, "No. It's true. I have strength. Allison can tell people to do whatever she wants. Klaus talks to the dead. Diego controls knifes, and Vanya—" Luther points at everyone giving them names.

I interrupt him, looking at Five, "What's yours?"

He stops and looks at me softly, "I can travel through time."

My face drops, that whole time we could've easily gone home, I felt betrayal cloud me, "We could've gone home?" As my voice cracks Fives mouth parts.

"It's not as easy as you think Bee." He exhales, reaching for my hand.

Fives face was sweating and ghost white, his stomach was bleeding out. Feeling guilt take over me, I grab my jacket and quickly wrap his stomach in it, stuttering, "Shit. I'm sorry."

He snickers, "It's ok."

Luther speaks, "Get mum!"

I could feel tears forming in my eyes, I can't lose Five now I'm still angry at him.
Fives eyes still watch me, ignoring him bleeding to death.

A blonde women walks into the room, she's wearing a cute hat and a pink dress. Fives eyes close, with his mouth parted.

"Give him some room." The women conceded.

I walk away from him, with my hands on my head, my hands were covered with his sweet blood. I cant handle looking at the love of my life dying, so I retreat out of the room, sniffling as I run down the stairs.

I hurriedly make my way to the living room and sitting on the sofa. I rock myself to soothe me, mentally trying to prepare myself for what is about to happen.

A patter of footsteps walk into the same room as me. It was Klaus, he sat opposite to me, trying to calm me down, "He's ok."

Tears roll down my face, I feel selfish, my own vengeance clouded my gut feelings about him going home for me.

"It's my fault. I should've thought before I stabbed him, I only did it because I wanted revenge, that all my selfish self ever wanted." My voice cracks, I held my head in my hands.

He sits beside me, wrapping his arm around my shoulder, rocking me as I cried out my feeling on his shoulder.

Klaus exhales, telling me to look at him, "It's not your fault, alright? Now stop crying so I can ask you questions."

I scoff laughing, I wipe the tears off of my face.

He immediately smiles at me, grabbing a wet cloth and wiping Fives blood from my hands, "How'd you meet Five?"

I exhale shakily, "I met him in the future after I got arrested by the police."

He nods his head in understandable manner, "Are you guys together, because I could see the tension in that room?"

I huff with a smile, looking at my hands, "We're engaged."

Klaus gasps excitedly, clapping his heads and jumping up from the sofa, "Holy shit! Can I be your maid of honor?!"

My eyes widen in shock, "Yes?"

He jumps even more in excitement, I chuckle at his happiness.

I heard footsteps behind me, I look at the blonde women who treated Five she smiles with her hands clasped together, "He's ok."

The huge weight lifted off of my chest, hurriedly I run towards Five, he was still laid on the bed, his eyes were open and they brighten when they see me.

"Hey Bee." He spoke softly, I run up to him with a small smile.

I reach for his hand, and sit on the bed, "I'm sorry. I won't hurt you again."

He scoffs, kissing my hand, "We both know that that's not true my love."

Rolling my eyes, he pulls me next to him, tucking my hair behind my ear, I lean my head against his shoulder, sinking into his touch.

I felt as though I was on clouds. His soft lips kiss my head soothing my worries and lifting my mood spirits up.

I had the whole world in my arms and I couldn't tell you if this was the happiest I've ever been or not. The feeling in words isn't comparable and unbelievable.

As I slept in his arms, he thumb runs circles against my hand like a painting.
The Oxytocin effect that has been let off my body makes me feel safe in his arms.

It has been a few weeks since Five almost dying and I've been doing everything to make up for it, although he already forgives me.

He had miracly, quickly healed when he's with me and tells me he feels so good when he's with me, like I let off the best feeling around me.

I hadn't talked to the Handler in so long, I probably broke the contract between me and her but I couldn't care any less, I was with him and that is all that mattered.

I still kill every now and then as though it's a relief from reality. I had grown a strong platonic relationship with Klaus. He's my best friend and my favorite psychopathic buddy.

I walk into the kitchen on a sunny morning, grabbing the cub of coffee in Fives hand, he tuts, pouring himself another.

"Morning Beatrix." Allison asserts, handing me a piece of toast.

"Morning Alli." I respond, sitting on a wooden chair on the edge of the table.

The whole family was silent with a sly smile look on their faces as they drink and sip from their cups, looking directly at me.

I sip my coffee, "What?"

Allison seems eager and ready, "We know you're getting married!"

I roll my head back and groan at Klaus, "You told them?!"

He claps to himself, "I had to! I couldn't keep it anymore. It's gonna be the best wedding."

Five chuckles, sipping his drink.