CHAPTER FIVE: WHO'S DIEGO?
"Ideologies separate us. Dreams and pain bring us together"
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You opened your eyes to the sound of voices in the living room.
You could hear the boy Five's voice so he must have stayed over the night.
You had realized that maybe this boy Five decided to stay at your dad's since he was the only one that knew where those people in the pictures was.
You opened the door to see your dad and Five in the living room.
Five immediately turned his head to see you "Good morning" him and Elliott said "Good morning" you said as you rubbed your eyes.
"So are you going to woke later?" Elliott asked "Nope, not today" you said "You have a job?" Five asked "Yeah, I work in a coffee house, down the street. It was hard finding a job when you are a teen, but I was lucky" you said and Five nodded.
You were not a teen, you were actually an adult woman, but somehow have ended in your younger body. Five was going to find out what happen to you, but first he have to be certain that this was you and not some relative or his mind messing with him again.
He remember that the year after your death, he kept hallucinating you. He kept seeing you wherever he was, so maybe his mind was messing with him again.
You did had the same scar on your face that was from the explosion but that could be a coincidence and maybe it was his mind messing with him 'cause he did miss you a lot.
"Are you meeting Gabe later?" Elliott asked "Nope, not today, but tomorrow" you said which 'cause Five to snap his head towards you again.
"Who the fuck is Gabe?" Five asked inside his head, as a he felt jealousy running through his body.
Five shook that thought away as he need to stay focus on this.
"Elliott, did you develop these photos yourself?" he asked as he was looking at the photos of the others while Elliott was eating some oatmeal.
"Of course. Can't exactly drop that stuff off at the neighborhood Fotomat" Elliott said as he was eating some oatmeal "Yeah, my dad think the Government has eyes everywhere" you said "They do, I mean I have a feeling that if they found out the truth about you, they would think that you are a Russia spy of some kind" Elliott said while Five picked up the tape.
"I didn't see a darkroom" Five said as he turned around to look at Elliott "He converted the hallway closet" you said and pointed towards the hallway before taking a sip of your coffee and Five looked at you.
You don't know why, but you felt awkward and nervous around Five.
But it was a good feeling, you felt like you know him from somewhere but you couldn't remember where.
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