"I- I'll never tell you where she is... I don't even know where she is... sick bastard."
"Don't fucking lie Tarron. You knew I'd come for her. Why'd you send her away?! You know I love her!!!" Five yelled as he pulled at Tarron's fingers with a plier.
"I-" crack "think" crack "you" crack "should" crack "TELL ME!!" crack. Tarron had tried his best from screaming in agony. He had doubts he'd keep his sanity after Five was done with him, but he knew for sure.. he'd keep you safe no matter what.
One by one Five had broken Tarron's fingers. His shallow breathing after all the beatings he had taken from Five. He knew you were safe and that was all he needed. Five would never be able to find you. Even if he did, Vanya would get to him first.
"I'm not- not telling you anything you sick bastard. Get some help you fucking psycho!" Blood coughed out from Tarron's mouth, a smirk playing at his lips. The darkness of the cellar and the one light illuminating him giving him a grim look.
"Tell me. Tell me! Tell me!! TELL ME!! TELL ME WHERE THE FUCK SHE IS!!!" Five began screaming in blind rage and fury at Tarron not complying to his demands.
He had calmed down, still puffing his chest breathing heavily as he looked at Tarron who sat in the chair all tied and broken.
A buzz from the back of his slacks and the light from his phone screen on his face, Tarron knew he had found out.
"I don't think I need you anymore." Five turned towards Tarron once again pulling out a gun from his holster.
"YOU'LL NEVER FIND HER! EVEN IF YOU DO VANYA WI-"
Tarron couldn't manage the last few words before he began choking in his blood, coughing violently and Five blew holes into his body.
"Time to get my baby back."
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You heard everything. Everything Tarron had done for you. He'd kept you from him this whole time. Protected you. Loved you. Cared for you batter than Five. He'd done everything in his power to keep you happy and safe.
Five had taken him. Taken him away from you. Your love. Dead.
Vanya held you in her arms as you wept and yelled for your love. Her heart broke. She couldn't believe her brother. A Hargreeves man. Their father would be disgusted if he was alive. Her fuel to protect you grew with each tear that fell.
Tarron had given you, Vanya and Luther a ticket to England. A small rural town in Hull , near the ocean. Tarron had family in London, that you'd visited when he was alive with him. His mother and younger sister were one of the best people you'd met to date.
Vanya rubbed circles on your back to calm you down when Luther has walked in solemnly. He knew what had happened. All the siblings knew.
"I- I bought Indian takeout, it was the only place I could find..." He coughed out. Vanya nodded her head before Luther had placed the bag down for them all to dig in.
You just couldn't eat. Looking at Vanya and Luther eat had made you full enough knowing they had the energy. You just couldn't, knowing you'd never see Tarron ever again made you sick to your stomach.
"Please (Y/n), eat something..." Luther plead as you just stared numbly at him. He placed the container down in front of you.
Vanyas phone buzzes, her heart racing as she read the text in screen.
"Luther, pick her up we gotta get the fuck out of here now!" Luther was immediate on grabbing you and your things rushing out the door and into the car that was out in the driver
"what's going on?" You question as both Luther and Vanya frantically sit in the front and turn the exhaust.
"He's coming. I don't know who tipped him off?!" Vanya tells Luther as he speeds down the roads and onto the highways. P "Who- who knew out of us all.. DELORES!"
"That son of a bitch... I knew she was here for trouble! Why would she suddenly decide to come with us???!"
"Well VANYA IT WAS YOU WHO AGREED TO LET HER!"
"STOP! Watch the damn road Luther, Vanya please tell me... tell me what's going on..." you sigh out. Vanya looks at you in worry before opening her mouth.
"Y'know when Delores had come with us... she told Five. I had been wondering why she decided to take a flight out here... turns out my intuition was right. I'm so sorry... I'm so so sorry... Diego told he he'd arrived at the airport. He's trying to stop him."
"H-help me..." you whispered, looking at Vanya helplessly.
"We'll try our best."
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The three of you had arrived at a small hostel at around 11pm from when you left at 4. Luther had parked into a small parking lot where you'd rest for the night.
"C'mon, were all tired." ____
"Diego I told you not to follow me. Why would you want me to do this to you?" Five circled Diego. His face was bloodied, bruised and beaten as he coughed out onto the floor with his laboured breath.
"Your a psycho Fives... you need help. Let me give you that help. You're my brother..." he struggled to stand.
"Y'know how many people have told me they'd help me? D'ya know?? DO YA KNOW DIEGO? NINETEEN! NINETEEN MOTHER FUCKING PEOPLE WHO SAID THEY'D HELP ME!! They never did. They left me. Like her. Like my love. My life. My (Y/n). I can't let you get in the way of getting to my sweet, sweet (Y/n)." Five cackled in Diego's face.
"I'm your brother. I could never leave you. I'll help you Five. Just- just stop what your doing. It's not healthy."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry Diego I really am. But I have to do this." Five placed the pistol that he had in his holster in front of Diego.
"If you do it.. if you do it, (Y/n) will never forgive you."
"Oh Diego."
BANG! ____
I had the sudden urge to write last night. I wrote the finale too but I won't post it until like 3am 🤡🤷🏽♀️
I love you guys 🥰
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