𝘽𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙖𝙡 - Five x OC

Chapter 17 - Nicole

6:45 am — January 19th 1963

It's been just under a year since I was thrown into this place. In Dallas there's no abortion clinics. I tried so hard to kill this monster growing inside of me, to pills to drinking and to smoking. I feel sick to my stomach.

I had a little girl 4 weeks ago. I had her in an alleyway, with no one. I was alone. Shivering. Crying and shaking as I pull my little girl out of me. I had named her after Klaus, I know he'd support me and my baby, her name is Nicole, short Klaus (you can search it up if you don't believe me lol).

As her small hands cupped my thumb I felt a strong urge to towards her. Nothing like I've ever experienced.

I know many people hate children, but the way I held her crying and rocking her to sleep as my body was bleeding felt like me and her were the only people in the whole world.

She was growing fast. Too fast. To the point where I was concerned, she can now walk even while she's a month old.

Her cute little gums when she laughs make my heart melt, I could see Five in her eyes. I miss him more than anything right now, but I wouldn't do anything to change the situation I'm in right now.

She honestly saved me, I was alone and now I'm not.

I live in a small apartment with a man, named Harry, who I had started to date, I don't even like him, it's only so I can have a roof over my head. He's very verbally abusive towards me.

The urges in my blood is to rip each of his limbs off and shoot him in the eyes, but I know I can't go back to that life because of her.

I pick up my keys, unlocking the door and entering, "Hey, I'm home!" I yell.

There was silence, mustn't be good. I throw my bag and keys down on the table counter, walking into my bedroom. Harry was grasping Nicole by the arm, snacking her on her chest. Nicole was quietly sobbing, trying to push him off of her

I immediately step forward, pushing him backwards, "What the fuck do you think you're doing?!" I screams, hugging Nicole as she cries out.

He held up his hands in fury, "Stupid bitch was getting pain everywhere." He points towards our white wall with yellow and red paint splatter on it.

I growl in anger, "She's a child!"
I tap Nicole's back, "Go get some yogurt baby."
She quickly runs away, wiping her tears off of her face.

His eyes were looking at me like I was dinner.

I close the door, locking it, not making eye contact with him otherwise I would lose it. Harrys footsteps occur behind me, he reaches for my neck, pushing me against the door.

I gasp as my airway gets clogged by his rugged hand, "You stupid bitch. Train your mutt!"

I clench my jaw, immediately punching him in the jaw and pushing him to the floor, "Call her a mutt again."

He gargles on his spit as I stab my high heels into his throat. Blood just to spur from his throat, eventually I slice it. I pull him upright, grabbing one of my knives and stabbing him in the eye, "Bet that feels good."

I hit him one last time, watching him falling to our hardwood floor, blood pours out, staining the carpet. I groan, unlocking the door and walking over to Nicole, still having his blood on me.

She looks at me in confusion, face covered in yogurt, still eating it as I grab my purse and knives, heading out the door in a jacket.

She mumbles, "Where are we going mama?"

I held her tightly in my hands, walking down the street, "To see a friend."

I walk with her for 20 minutes into a dark alleyway that everything happened in. I delivered my baby there. Time traveled here and killed here. It was sentimental.

I knock on the door, putting Nicole to the floor, squatting down to her level, wiping the yogurt off of her mouth with my hand.

The door opened quickly, it was Elliot, I met him a month ago when I delivered my darling daughter, he helped me get back onto my feet and I can thank him for that.

His eyes dart to me, confused, "Please can we stay here for a while?"

His eyes softened, looking at Nicole, who was biting her finger and holding my hand tightly. I knew she was a very charismatic little lady. A charmer like her father.

"Hey little girl. I'm Elliot." He held out his hand for her to shake.

She grins, refusing the hand shake and just hugging him. He chuckles, lifting her up and bringing her inside, I close the door behind me.

We reach his apartment, he drops her down onto the sofa, "Now. What's your name little lady?"

She fidgets on the sofa, moving forward, "Nicole."

Elliot smiles softly, "Well. You are very beautiful, just like your mother."

I heard a whooshing sound and a loud thud at the door, quickly I grab Nicole in reflex, running into Elliot's room and locking the door, I held my finger up to my lips to tell her to hush, she does the same thing, copying me.

Eliot opens the door, looking around, "What do you want?"

A male voice portrays, "Hi, I'm selling encyclopedias for my youth group."
"I was curious if—"
He slams the door shut on his face, walking back in a hurry.

Fuck sake it was Five. I wonder if he knows I've had the baby and I didn't abort her.