𝘽𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙖𝙡 - Five x OC

Chapter 13 - Break Through

I'm now sat in the living room, disoriented from everything around me, mentally preparing myself for what I'm going through.

There is no fucking way I'm keeping this little version of Five being a sociopath and me being a psychopath.

I was still tapping the same pattern of numbers with my fingers. My eyes were drowsy and my hands were shaking.

The whole family were yelling, talking and arguing with each other about how they're going to save the world, all I was caring about was getting this thing out of me as fast as I could.

I ran my hands through my hair, shaking forward and backwards, I felt myself going crazy.

I stand up angry, "Oh my god. CAN YOU PEOPLE SHUT THE FUCK UP FOR ONCE IN YOUR FUCKING LIFE AND STOP BEING SELFISH AND FIX YOURSELF?!"

As I lost myself, I regret it, they all stare at me in silence. I snap back into reality, holding my arms.

Klaus returns into the room with a frown, he sits me down, holding my hand to prevent me from losing it again.

Five looks concerned, "Beatrix. We're trying, alright? It's not hard after doing this for so many years."

I face plant my hands, drowning out everyone's voices and just focus on Klaus distracting me. He seemed like he knew what he was doing, he's probably done this before.

He smiles softly, his brows are furrow, his thumb was rubbing circles around the back of my hand, "I saw the test." He spoke quietly.

I exhale slowly, avoiding eye contact. He drags us into a different room, closing the door and locking it.

"Talk to me Beatrix. You're going to have a baby?" His heart fluttered, seemed like he cared.

I look at him confused and laugh like maniac, "No. Don't be delusional, the world ending anyway, why should I even care. I won't even get the chance. I wouldn't even want it even if the world wasn't ending."

He looks dissatisfied but excited at the same time, conveying, "Aw. That's too bad. I would've been an uncle."
"You gonna tell Five. Is he even the father?"

I shake my head, "He is the father but no I'm not gonna tell him. Why should I even tell him. I'm literally in my 16 year old body carrying a thing that would ruin me."

Klaus scoffs, holding in his laugh, "It's kind of a good thing that you may not keep the baby because could you imagine how psychotic that baby would be."

I laugh, holding in my tears. Klaus grabbed me for a hug, seeing that I was about to burst out crying.

"I'm ok." I spat, unlocking the door and walking out.

Klaus exhales slowly, "That could've gone better."

Ben. The ghost spoke to Klaus, "Could you be anymore selfish though?"

Klaus rolls his eyes, trailing behind me.
We walk back into the room to see them still standing together.

Five hands the family a piece of paper.

Diego looks at Five in confusion, "Who the hell is Harold Jenkins?"

Five exhales, sipping another sip of alcohol with a little bit of coffee in it, "I don't know.. yet."

As I hear Five mumbling, I could hear the sound of footsteps coming from upstairs, opening cabinets.

Slowly I back away from the conversation, walking up the steps as quiet as I can, reach for both of my blades. There is a man, taking a few figures of dolls from the Umbrella Academy collection.

I throw one of my blades, hitting his leg. He yells loudly, falling to his knees. He hurriedly gets away with a blink of an eye.

"Shit." I groan, quickly following him.

The family looks at each other confused, "What the hell was that?!" Allison spoke.

Fives eyes widen, "Bee."

Five quickly blinks up the stairs, seeing blood patters on the floor and one of my knifes. His heart is pounding, feeling sick to his stomach. He picks up the knife, putting it in his pocket and blinking towards the front door.

He sees me sat on the front porch, with my arms folded, "Shit. Are you hurt?" He runs towards me, holding my arm.

I shake my head, "I'm fine."
He sighs in relief, handing me back my knife, "Thanks."

He exhaled, sitting himself beside me with his hands rested upon his knees, "What happened just now when you had a moment where your bursted out?"

I keep my head low, "Nothing. Just a bad day."

He cursed his lips, looking at my eyes closing, "Bee. Talk to me. Whatever it is I'm sure I can help."

I smile with tears in my eyes. My heart was breaking and I could feel myself bleeding on the inside from the pain that I'm about to cause him.

I sigh weakly, "I'm pregnant."

Silence.

Five went silence and so did I. All I could hear was the sound of his and mine breathing. His eyes were still locked upon me.

He wipes the sweat off of his forehead, exhaling slowly, "What do you wanna do about it?"

I look back at him, "There's not much I can do, the world is going to end tomorrow. I don't really have a choice." I chuckle with my voice cracking.

His gaze turned sad. I could tell that he hated seeing me like this.
Within a second he pulls me into his arms, I fall weak, sinking into his chest, "I'm sorry darling." He spoke softly, kissing my head.