Five p.o.v.
I wake up with my arms wrapped around Sylvia. We are spooning I guess. I don't really know what it is called.
She smelled like men's cologne. I have a massive headache. I can't remember anything from last night. I only remember everything before before we drank.
My head is in her hair. It smells like strawberries. Sylvia adjusted under my grip. I bring myself closer to her. I was so tired still. We must've stayed up a while.
She turns over so that she is facing me. I see that she's awake.
"Hey" she says quietly. She moved her head under mine so my chin rested on her chin.I was comfortable but it was slightly weird. The only person I've done sexual things with is Delores. My siblings haven't seen her yet. They don't know she's a doll. She is the only I had during the apocalypse.
"What happened to last night?" I ask.
I can see a flash if hurt in her eyes but they soon turn back into normal. Like she was trying to hide it.
I hope we didn't do anything. If I did something with her I would much rather be sober just so I would know what I was doing.
"Nothing happened. We were talking and you fell asleep in my room." She says with a small smile and pulls away. She leaves the room calmly.
I get up and walk out. I need to take a shower and get some coffee. I go down stairs to see a coffee machine with capsules set up.
"I got it yesterday. I'm tired of going out every I want coffee." Sylvia announces.
"Yeah me to." I agree
"Are you still going to the office with me? I need to get there as soon as possible."I ask.
"Do you really not remember thing from last night?" She asks. I have little bits and pieces like us talking about the apocalypse and her turning into her older self.
"No, not really." I say casually.
"Uh yeah. Let me get ready" She says. She sounds like she's about to cry. It's confusing me. If someone is upsetting you, you should tell them.
She dumps her coffee out and speed walks upstairs. I didn't have time for personal problems but I needed her help like the others.
I need every one on board, so I'll go talk with Sylvia. I go up the stairs and walk to her bedroom door. Her room is right across from mine.
I knock lightly waiting for a sign to me to come in. I knock again and still don't hear anything.
I open the door to see her laying down playing with fire on her finger tips. She then tilts her hand away from her face lighting it all on fire.
"Are you fine?" I ask. It was obvious she wasn't but I didn't know what else what else to day. I was bad with personal problems.
"Yeah I'm just tired. We didn't go to sleep till like three. I went to the store because I was bored and came back, You were passed out in my bed. You kicked me a whole bunch so I didn't get much sleep." She says avoiding my gaze. I teleport right in front of her. Not on her bed but right next to it.
I squat down next to her, my shoes squeaked against the floor. She still didn't look at me. She just looked down at the floor.
"Look at me." I demand . She still didn't look at me.
"Look at me!" I say louder in a harsher tone making her flinch. She backs up and makes eye contact with me.
"What?" She asks quietly, Looking in my eyes. I didn't feel bad for yelling. People need to get there ass in shape because the apocalypse is in seven days.
"We all need to start getting our asses together. The apocalypse comes is seven days. You either stay her and mope around or you help me. I would appreciate it if you helped. I could use your support and help." I say sternly. She just looked at me with the same expression than before.
She gets up and walks out, with no hesitation. I teleport in front of her and grab her arm. Her soft skin were I grabbed it becomes really hot from her prokinesis.
It burns my hand and I let out a yelp.
She pushes past me got to Mom's painting area. Mom was sitting there looking at the painting of a women."Mom, where's my clothes?" Sylvia questions.
"Your room honey." She says with a sweet smile. Sylvia gives her a small smile and pushes past me to get to her room. She walks in her room and closing the door.
Sylvia p.o.v.
I close my door behind me. I'm pissed at five. I don't know why but I am . He was right about everything .
I slid my head over my shirt and pull out a shirt from my drawer. I start to hum to a song I heard yesterday night.
I pull my pants down and kick them off my feet. I turn around to see five
And let out a light scream."Jesus five. What do you want?"I ask pulling out a pair of leggings and slip them on, leaving me in my bra with no shirt.
Five had a hard time keeping eye contact and not stare at my cleavage. I mean he hasn't seen a pair of boobs in 45 years.
Yesterday while we were talking he said that Delores was just a doll that was there for him.
"You just gonna keep staring at my boobs or tell me why your in my room ?" I ask
"I can do both. I'm in here because you seem pissed about me telling you the truth." He says still looking at my boobs.
"Are you just gonna stare or do something?"I ask.
Fives p.o.v.
"Are you just gonna stare or do something?" She asks
I was Tempted to touch but I didn't because we have more important things to do like I don't know
SAVE THE WORLD."We gotta go." I say and look at her face. She flips her hair over her shoulder ever do slightly as she looks away and puts a shirt on.
I turn on my heels and walk out. I close the door behind me and walk out to the car and wait for Sylvia.
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The Replacement ( Number Five Story)
Genç KurguWhen Ben passed, Hargreaves believed that number six needed a replacement. When she was Introduced to the rest of the academy, no one liked her except vanya. Five was already gone. Year by year the kids left the academy. 10 years later Hargreaves pa...