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I walked into the academy, dread filling me instantly. This place was a standing remembrance of everything bad in my life. I walked down the hallway, even though this house was a nightmare it surely was beautiful. All of the elegant decorations and the one of a kind furniture did well hiding the horror behind closed doors. I stopped halfway down the hallway, a single picture hanging on the wall catching my eye. It was the family, or what was left of us. We had to be no older than 17 at the time. Father stood in the corner, Allison in front of him, glaring at the camera while Luther stood proudly next to her. I stood in front of Luther my face blank as I stared at the camera, folding my arms. Klaus had his arm on my shoulder a small smirk on his lips. Lastly was Diego who stood there like a soldier. I continued down the hallway, finding myself in the living room, a giant portrait sitting above the fireplace making me freeze in my place. I starred at the portrait, tears welling in my eyes. Even after all these years his disappearance still gets to me, even after all these years I still miss Five like I had the first day he was gone. He was my best friend, my first kiss, my first boyfriend, we did everything together. None of us did one thing without the other, except for when Five left...without me.
"Miss Natalia, welcome home."
I turned around to see Pogo standing behind me.
"Hey Pogo." I said with a small smirk.
Pogo walked over to me and I held my arms out, pulling him into a brief hug.
"So good to see you." Pogo said, pulling away.
"It's good to see you too Pogo." I said.
"How have you been these days?" Pogo asked.
"I've been good Pogo, really good." I said with a small smile.
"That's great miss Natalia." Pogo said with a grin.
"Yeah." I said, turning back to the portrait of Five's painted eyes burning down at me.
An uneasy feeling formed in the pit of my stomach and I let out a small sigh.
"Pogo how long has it been since Five disappeared?" I asked.
"It's been 16 years, 4 months, and 14 days." Pogo said, putting his hand on my shoulder.
"That long? Feels like it was yesterday." I said, wiping a small tear before it could fall.
"I know miss Natalia." Pogo said with a small frown.
"It's my fault." I said with a small shake of my head.
"Miss Natalia..." Pogo started.
"I should've stopped him. I knew he was going to do it and I had the power to stop him, but I didn't." I said looking down to my hands.
