Don't Let Me Burn Out // Klaus x OC // Umbrella Academy

12 | More Than You Know

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Adeline's POV

"Hey! There you are!" I heard Klaus call out from behind me as I sulked out of the room "Where did you disappear too?" He asks as he catches up with me, us both strolling down the hall

"Oh I... I just got sidetracked, sorry" I respond, keeping my cool as I battle with thoughts inside 

"Do you wanna go raid the old mans office now?" He asks, leaning forward and bumping my elbow with a devilish grin

"Uh, I uh... I might go lie down for a while. I'm not feeling too good right now, sorry Klaus" I say, holding my forehead slightly as he looks at me seriously

"Are you alright?" He asks, his grin relaxing as he looks into my eyes

I look down at my shaking hands, nodding me head and looking back up at Klaus with a pretend smile. I couldn't stop thinking about what Ben had said. I didn't want to tell him, but I knew he had to know, if we were going to get to the bottom of this whole conspiracy. Something was going on, and I needed to find out what.

"I'm fine, Klaus. I just, don't feel very well. Didn't get much sleep last night is all" 

He nods and flashes me a quick smile, before turning and heading back to his room. The door closed gently as I watched, before heading on my way, myself. As I passed Reginald's office, I peer in. I get a glimpse of Pogo. He shuffles through some papers, setting them in different piles.

I decide not to get in his way, due to the unpleasant conversation we had had a couple hours before. It probably wasn't a good idea to keep pushing if Klaus and I were serious about discovering secrets on our own either. We already had Pogo on our radar, he didn't need to be alerted anymore.

I continue walking down the halls, empty and cold as I expect to see at least one of my siblings poke out from one of their rooms. However, nothing. As I plonk myself down on my bed, my hands resting on my rising and falling stomach as I stare up at the ceiling. 

Hopefully I could get some sleep. Relax my mind from all the chaos and secrets that was going on around me.

And maybe Klaus and I can start fresh when I wake up.

******

I held the small chip in between my fingers, tracing each line and bump that it's outside designed. It was cold, like a coin in the morning. I looked up at the sign above the entrance. It's words mocking me.

Crosswood Centre for Rehabilitation...

That familiar smell of hand sanitiser and depression hit me as I walked through the double glass doors. The inside looked like what you would expect a rehab to look like. Nothing. The waiting room was plain. Fitted with simple black leather couches and a single pot plant in the corner... to really lighten that fucker up!

"Can I help you, Ma'am?" I woman's voice cheerfully asks as she appears out from under the big ass desk she was sitting at

"Yeah. I would like to spend the next couple of weeks suicidal please" I respond bluntly, and the woman's face turns to a look of confusion as she rests her hands on the keys of her mac.

A small silence builds between us as I hope she figures out I was being sarcastic "Uh... I was just told to come here and give you this chip and this form..." I say, nervously digging a piece of paper out of my jacket pocket

"Alrighty then..." She says, gifting a forced smile and typing away on her computer, occasionally looking at the form I handed her

Everything about this woman reminded me of how depressing this place really was, and how wonderful my next couple of months were going to be here. The way her smile looked like plastic. The dead lily flower in a cement pot on her desk. The anti-suicide posters plastered all over the place. And the way she spoke like she was about to throw up a rainbow.