last story was cringy and bad so i made a new one also unpublished this book on accident so here i am restarting :P
Umbrella Academy or Steven Universe is NOT MINE!! I do not own either of those but I will be using some characters from t...
I woke up to Five telling a story. I rubbed my eyes. My hair was a mess and I had a huge headache. I slowly got up and saw Five. My eyes went wide as I remembered the.. events.. from last night. I didn't like him. He didn't like me. No way. "Well look who's awake." Five said, giving me a slight smile. I looked at him, not sure what to do or feel. He frowned, looking away.
"So.. when's it supposed to happen?" Luther asked. I looked in confusion, clueless as to what was happening. "This.. apocalypse." Oh. I guess Five told them about that then.
"Well, I can't give you the exact hour, but.. from what I could gather, we have about four days left."
Luther looked disappointed. "Why didn't you say something sooner?"
"It wouldn't have mattered." He said, his voice low and raspy from just waking up. It was kinda.. no. Yes?
"Of course it would." Luther said angrily. "We could've banded together banded together and helped you stop this thing."
"For the record, you already tried." I furrowed my brows.
"What do you mean?" There was a moment of silence. I held Five's hand. I could tell this was traumatic for him. But not in that way- just to- oh god. What is happening to me?
"I found all of you. Your bodies." I furrowed my brows again.
"We died?" Luther asked. I rubbed my thumb on his hand to try and help him. I knew it was hard.
"Horribly." There was more silence. "You were together. Trying to stop whoever it was that ends the world."
Then I stopped.. thinking. "Five.. I'm sorry for asking, but uhm.. was I.. there?" He looked up to me, with sad eyes. We stared at each other for a moment and he just shook his head. My face went blank and there was silence. "Oh." Luther was doing some thinking and I did some over thinking.
"Wait, how do you know that? That we were trying to stop this guy?"
He took out the eye from his back pocket. "This was clutched in your dead hand when I found you." He threw it to Luther and he caught it. "Are you ok?" Five asked me while Luther was looking at it.
"Are you?" He smiled and I smiled back, showing that I care for him. I hoped we were ok. Our relationship. I mean last night was- crazy.
"Must've ripped it out of their head right before you went down."
