Five Seconds to Doom (Number Five X Reader)

20 - Kicking & Screaming

You  sighed.

"I  just don't know what to  do, Delores. It's been really hard... You know.. all of this." You said  as you were  sitting down  next  to  Delores  in a mall.  It was already closed but you  knew  every passage in this mall since you  once  lived  in it.

It  was  dark and the  only  source  of  light you have on is a flashlight.

You chuckled as you seem to  hear  what  Delores said.

"I  can't  talk  to Five  right  now. All I  know is you're the  person I can only trust."

You  sighed deeply.  "You can't  say that. Nothing's  for  certain right now. It's  just..  I'm  a  little disoriented and  probably traumatized  by  everything. The future,  the Commission,  and now this..  It's a lot to  take in. I don't  know if I'm gonna last,  Delores."

The mannequin  didn't reply  but you  looked  at it as  if  it was.

"Don't get me  wrong, Delores.  I love him. But I felt like I was passed around. He was selfish enough to keep things from me. And also the fact that  he took advantage of  me not asking about him.  I respected his  decision, if he didn't wanna to share things. But  this is  different, you  know?  It's  on another level."

You  nodded  and made a smile,  "Thanks, Delores.  I  really needed a friend right now."

"Well,  you can't call us friends."

Two persons came in  the  scene  holding weapons.  You quickly stood  up by the  sight  of  guns.  And in a snap you remembered  Connor. You  remembered the bullet that went through  his  head. 

You  stood  there,  frozen.  Your legs were  shaking and  your lips  trembled.  Sweat dripped down  your  face.  Your breathing became ragged.

"Where's the boy?" The one with  a  pink dog  mask  said.

You made a confused face as  your  heart pumped  faster.

"We're supposed to kill her first then find the boy as told." The blue masked  said.

Your feet walked backwards  but  the platform  of the mannequins stopped you. Your legs wobbled  and you lost your  balance.

"Alright, stop scaring  the kid and  let's  get this over with." 

Both of  these masked man pointed the  guns towards you. You couldn't  move. You were glued!

You  were going to die but all you could ever think of  was  Five.  You  remember his  face. His  peculiar  green  eyes  that  was  full  of  wonder. His umbrella tattoo. His perfectly combed  hair. 

You closed your eyes because that's the only  thing you can think of doing.

Suddenly the guns  went off  and..

Someone  grabbed you. Both of you crashed on  the ground.

You quickly opened  your eyes and  gasped.  Your tears suddenly went down on  your  cheeks.

"Five.."  You whispered softly.

He looked back at you as he was looking  out for these assassins.

"Are you alright?"  He asked. He had  his arms around you. He tightly held you close  to him.

"Listen, we have to get out of here."  Five  said  and  freed you from his  embrace.

"Five,  who are  they?!"  You whisper-yelled.

"I'll  explain  later." He  replied  and grabbed your  hand.

But  you  retrieved  you hand and said, "I'm not leaving until you tell me, Five. How long are you gonna keep secrets from me?"

He  looked at you, a bit annoyed.  He approached  you  and said, "They're  the assassins  sent  by  the Commission.  They're here to  kill me and you  since I didn't finish the contract and  left." He replied in a quick  manner.

You sighed and crouched with him. Bullets  were flying across every  corner  of  the room.

"Wait!" You  said.

Five rolled  his  eyes and  said,  "What  now?!"

"I'm grabbing Delores!"  You pointed  back.

Both of you turned around and  crawled back to Delores. Five decided to become the distraction as you grab Delores. He landed  a blow here  and  there but couldn't  get a chance  to  strike a critical blow since they were holding out guns.

But  then police  cars came  in with  their  sirens, alarming both  parties. The surroundings  were foggy and messy. They  retreated. 

Five sat  beside you as you carried Delores  in your arms.

"We have to go now." Five said and stood up. He  offered a  hand which yoh gladlt accepted but when you reached for  his hand  you  felt a stabbing pain  on your back.

"Ah, shit." You cussed as you placed your hand down. You reached  for  your back  where you  had a bullet wound and there you discovered that it was bleeding again.

"What's wrong?" Five asked and  pulled you  by your  arm and didn't  realize that  it  contributed to your  pain.

"Jesus, Five! You  gonna rip my arm out or what?"

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