SAD BEAUTIFUL TRAGIC| F.HARGREEVES

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Arriving at Vanya's, all lights were off and the two climbed through her window. "Couldn't have waited a bit before coming after me?" Five asked as Ophelia fell off the windowsill and landed straight on top of him.

"Well I'm sorry I thought you were gonna be quicker" Ophelia replied snarkily rolling off him and bumping into a nearby table. The force of impact knocked over a lamp which was falling directly on Ophelia's head.

Instinctually, Fives arm extended, catching it and placing it neatly where it went, "Oh thanks" Ophelia looked to where she almost got crushed and smiled at Five.

'How naive' Five thought shaking his head watching as she got back up and lay down on Vanya's sofa. "Don't worry about it" He said sitting down on the armchair.

"Do we really have to sit in the dark?" Ophelia asked with her eyes closed trying to relax.

"Yes if Vanya sees her lights on she'll think someone broke in" Five explained.

"But... we did break in" Ophelia stated opening her eyes and looking over to where Fives voice was coming from.

Five didn't respond he just sat and waited for his sister to arrive hoping for silence but Ophelia had other plans. "So what if she calls the police on us"

"If the cops come I'll blink us out" Five told her hoping that'd be the end.

"Oh okay" Ophelia said finally taking the hint he didn't want to talk.

Now they were sat in silence and Five realised he didn't like it. "So what other books did you get?" He asked making Ophelia's ears perk up.

"Was that sarcasm?" she asked.

"No I actually wanna know" Five said with a genuine tone making Ophelia's heart beat faster.

"No one ever wants to hear about my books" she got excited and sat upright facing Five.

As soon as she opened her mouth to speak they heard keys jiggling in the door. A frown appeared on Ophelia's face, "Tell me another time yeah?"

She nodded in agreement as Vanya opened the door before Five turned on the lamp that had almost crushed Ophelia's skull not five minutes ago.

"Jesus!" Vanya gasped, taken aback by her brother and Ophelia sat on in her living room.

"You should really lock your windows" Ophelia told the woman, "Never know what pervs are around" she told her looking over to Five who gave her a confused look.

"I live on the second floor" Vanya defended hanging her stuff up.

"Rapists can climb" Five deadpanned while Ophelia nodded and pointed to show her agreement.

"You guys are so weird" Vanya shook her head.

"Hey he's the perv not me" Ophelia argued making Five sigh in exhaustion.

"Is that blood?" Vanya asked taking a seat looking at Five, more specifically the red liquid on his collar.

"Don't worry I fixed all his cuts" Ophelia told her, "The rest probably isn't his" she tried reassuring but failed miserably.