Life's lie || Umbrella academy

Chapter 5: Number Five

Diego's car peeped as he came to an abrupt stop in front of the Hargreeves mansion. He carried his sister inside the house.
"Allison! Vanya!" He knew they probably wouldn't be home, but he had to try. Pogo had heard him though and came walking in as fast as he could. He didn't say a word, just signed for Diego to follow him. They made their way through the house in record time.
"What happened?" Was all Pogo asked while Diego placed her body on the table in their infirmary.
"I was looking for Five, with Luther, when Eudora called about finding my siblings. They were both shot, but Eudora is fine, isn't she? I don't know." Diego was rambling while pacing around.
"I need you to keep this open." Pogo broke his train of thoughts. The ape was standing with large tweezers in one hand and was pointing at the bullet wound. He held two gloves in the hand he was pointing with and handed them to Diego, who cringed away.
"Nope, I can't do that. Nope." Diego shook his head as he kept on looking at the blood that was still flowing out of his sister.
"Master Diego, this is the only way." Diego sighed and took the gloves hesitantly. His fingers slipped into the wound and he opened it a little further. Pogo reached in with the tweezers and took the bullet out carefully.
"Grab me a unit of blood. It's in the cabinet on the right." Pogo instructed when he carefully placed the bullet into the kidney tray. Diego, happy to get his hands out the wound, sprinted towards the cabinet. He opened it and grabbed the last unit they had.
"It's the last one." He stated as he handed it to Pogo.
"I hope it's the last one we need. I can take it from here." Pogo answered as he pulled out a needle. Diego, feeling lightheaded, nodded and left. He was going to wait for Zariah to wake up, but he felt an urge to go somewhere else. He needed an explanation and there was only one person he knew that could give it to him.

She had never felt so tired before, though she was waking up. Her eyes opened slowly, but she was met with a blurry vision.
"Welcome back, Miss Zariah. How do you feel?" The familiar voice of Pogo asked.
"Never been better." She answered sarcastically.
"Do you remember what happened?"
"I- No- Yes- The detective. O my god! Where is Klaus?" Zariah tried to sit up, but Pogo's hand held her back.
"I believe I heard him come in about an hour ago. I will be checking in on him soon."
"Thank god." Zariah sighed as she eased back into the table. "Do you have my medicine with you?" She looked at Pogo from the corner of her eyes.
"Of course." He smiled a little while slipping his hand in his right pocket and taking the small bottle filled with pills out. He opened it and handed her one pill.
"Thanks." She gave him a weak smile, before sitting up slightly. She popped the pill in her mouth and swallowed it along with the little bit of water Pogo had given her. She looked down at her body, noticing the intravenous drip that was connected to her arm. She followed the wire that led to an empty plastic bag.
"I can remove it, if you wish, or I could plug it in to some painkillers." It was like Pogo had read her mind.
"Just remove it, please. Can you call mom? I want to talk to her." Pogo stayed silent as he removed the needle from her skin.
"Let's get you to your room." He ignored her previous request.
"Pogo, where's mom?" Zariah questioned while she stood up. She leaned a little on the ape, but tried to stay up on her own as much as she could.
"She is" He hesitated. "not here, but that doesn't matter right now. I'm sure she'll be back soon."
"Guess the finally went to the park than." She dismissed his hesitation. They walked through the empty hallways. It took them longer than she had wanted, but they had finally arrived at her room. She could hear two people talking a few rooms away, but she couldn't really figure out who and which room. The door to her room opened, revealing the gray walls with a few pictures on it. The bed in the corner of her room was made and the curtains were wide open. Pogo helped Zariah sit down on the bed with her back against the wall.
"Would you like a cup of tea or coffee?" Stopped in the doorway.
"No, thank you, Pogo. I'm fine."
"I will be back to check on you later." He walked out with that. She listened to his footsteps and the click of the cane fading away until he was to far away for her to hear him. She tilted her head back and rested it against the wall. Her eyes closed slightly as she let out a sigh. Her mind flashed back to the day before. She still felt the fear. Seeing Klaus bleeding, the beatings, the gunshots. The sound of the shots echoed through hear head. She squeezed her eyes shut and tried to regulate her breathing.
"Hey." A familiar voice sounded from near the doorway. She opened her eyes to look at Five, who was leaning against the wall near the door.
"Hey." She whispered back, a headache was forming.
"How do you feel?" He strode over the the bed and sat down on the edge. There was a little bit of worry in his eyes.
"I'm fine."
"You sure do look fine." Sarcasm, that was the tone she had gotten used to from him.
"Yeah, don't feel like that's my fault." She closed her eyes again. A hand touched hers and she felt it wrap around hers.
"I'm sorry." It was nothing more than a soft whisper.
"It's fine." She dismissed his apologie. It wasn't his fault she got shot, right?
"Get some rest." He stood up, letting her hand drop back on the bed. Five petted Zariah's head before walking away.
"Do that again and I'll bite your hand off!" She yelled after him, cursing herself for making her headache worse.
"No you won't!" She grinned a little at the response she got. No, she wouldn't bite his hand of. Kick him in the guts? Yes she most definitely would.
"Zar?" She heard another familiar voice from the hall.
"Klaus? O my god, I'm so glad you're alright!" Klaus came running into the room, wrapping his sister in a tight hug.
"O my god! What happened?" Klaus quickly pulled away when he felt her cringe a little. Her stomach hurt like hell.
"I was shot. Where did you get those dog tags from?" She changed the subject quickly.
"You got what?! God, this is my fault. I should've stayed with you." He went with his hand trough his messy black hair while pacing around the room. She grabbed his arm and pulled him down to the bed.
"No, I'm glad you left. So, where did you go?"
"I-" Klaus began, but he couldn't finish it.
"Did you meet someone?" She asked, noticing that there were actually two dog tags on the necklace.
"I did, yeah."
"Is he hot?"
"The hotte-. Wait, I never told you I'm gay." Zariah chuckled a little.
"Klaus, dear, I'm your sister. The sister you came to when you were all high and stuff. Do you really think I didn't know?"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, fine." He sighed in defeat. Zariah took the moment to get a closer look at the tags.
"How did he die?" It was the obvious question. She didn't really care where he went or how.
"Shot through the heart." A tear started to form in his eye.
"I'm sorry."
"No, it's fine. I'm back, you're alive. That's what matters." Klaus stood up slowly. "I'm in my room if you need me, alright? You sure that you'll be fine?"
"100% sure." She nodded and sent him a small smile. It was not two seconds later when the next person popped up in her doorway.
"Hey."
"I guess I should thank you." She got right to the point.
"Why?" Diego questioned.
"It was you that saved me, wasn't it?"
"You're my sister. I'll save you whenever you're in danger." A shy smile came to his face.
"Do you know where mom went?" Zariah changed the topic quickly.
"Zar, Mom, she-" Diego knelt down beside her and took her hand in his.
"Where is she, Diego." Fear was starting to fill her body.
"She's dead. The two who almost killed you did actually kill her."
"No, no. She can't be. No." She stood up, getting away from Diego. The pain in her stomach was getting less due to the fear of losing her mother, the person who she had spend with in her life, who had cared the most. Arms wrapped around her body, folding her in a hug. She struggled against the grip as tears fell down her face. She screamed at Diego and tried to kick him.
"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry." He whispered in her ear. Another pair of arms stole her away from Diego's strong grip.
"Ssssh. It's alright." It was Klaus that held her. He had heard the screams from his room. She cried into his shoulder. "It's alright. You'll be fine. Just cry it all out." She could feel a single tear land on her own shoulder. She could hear Diego leave the room and going into his own room. Zariah pulled away after a minute. She wiped away the tears that stained her cheek. She didn't say a word to Klaus as she left her room, going to the kitchen to get some painkillers. She deliberately took another route to avoid the one place in her house that her mother loved the most and where she would most likely be. Tears were still in her eyes, but she ignored them. She grabbed the painkillers as soon as she got the the cabinet and downed two of them without water. She sat down and listened to Klaus and Diego who were apparently leaving the house without saying goodbye, what a surprise...
"I need to leave this house." She muttered to herself. She was still wearing her bloody red dress, but she didn't care. She took her jacket with her and walked out of the house, ignoring the huge chandelier that was laying shattered on the ground. She walked mindlessly for what felt like a century until she came face to face with a door. She looked up at the number. She was standing in front of the adres Jake had given her. She knocked softly and the door flung open after about half a minute.
"Zariah?" Jake tilted his head a little.
"Sorry, I needed to leave the house."
"No, no, of course. Come in."
"Thanks." She walked past him. He led her into the living room. It was simple. There was a small tv in one corner with a gray couch opposite and a small coffee table in between. The walls were a mixture between beige and grey. The room connected to the kitchen and another room, which she only could assume was the garage. Jake helped her out of her coat, but stopped halfway as he saw the dress and the blood.
"What happened?" He asked with wide eyes.
"Nothing. It's fine." She wrapped her arms around her stomach in attempt to hide it.
"Do you want something else to wear? You can have my sweatpants and one of my shirts." He offered, knowing not to push.
"Yeah, thanks." She sat down on the couch as he left to get it for her. He came back with grey sweatpants and a red shirt.
"Red looks good on you." He explained with a smile when Zariah raised her eyebrow at the color. "Do you want something to eat? I was about to eat the left over pizza for lunch. There's enough for us both." He smirked.
"I love pizza." She answered with a grin before walking into the bathroom to change. She threw the bloody dress into the sink, she could try to fix that later. Both the shirt and the pants were to big for her, but she kind of liked it. It was comfortable and it smelled like Jake. She mentally slapped herself for already falling in love with someone she had met just a few days ago.

"I called you earlier, but the man on the phone, Pogo I think, wouldn't answer my question." Jake told Zariah as she came walking into the kitchen.
"Pogo is our personal house ape. He's a little 'protective' when it comes to me and my siblings." She laughed.
"It's not nice to call someone an ape." Jake turned around with the pizza and placed it on the table with a grin.
"He's littarly an ape. Guess one of Dad's experiments went wrong."
"So wait," He said while taking a bite of his pizza. "you have an actual ape walking around in the house. One that can actually talk."
"And he has been more of a fatherfigure that my actual dad. Thank you very much, dear old dad." She looked up at the last part, scolding him for his 'amazing' parenting skills.

They were laughing when the phone suddenly rang.
"Excuse me for a second. I'll be right back." He walked into the living room to answer the phone.
"Hey, Leonard. Now's not really the right time. Call me back later, okay? Bye."  He hung up after that.
"Wait? Leonard? As in Vanya's boyfriend Leonard?" Zariah questioned as he returned into the kitchen.
"We're old friends." He explained.
"We should do a double date!" Zariah exclaimed happily.
"Let's see about that." Jake chuckled. "How about, we watch a movie. I've got the whole Lord of the Rings trilogy."
"MARATHON!" Zariah jumped up from her chair and ran over to the couch. Jake came in a little later with glasses, a bottle of wine and some snacks.
"It may be a little to earl-"
"It's never early for wine." Zariah cut him of as she took the bottle from him.
"I think we are made for eachother." He said with a grin as he turned the tv on and put the first dvd in.
"Maybe it's fate."
"Maybe it is." He sat down next to her. She gave him a quick kiss before leaning in to him and he wrapped his arm around her.

They stayed there till the day had past and night had fallen.
"Do you want to sleep?" Jake glanced down at her. Her eyes were already closed.
"Mhm." Was all she could get out. He chuckled and stood up, only to lift her up in his arms a second later. She wrapped her arms around his neck as they walked into the bedroom. They laid down next to each other. Zariah curled up against him as he pulled the blanket over both of them.
"Good night, beauiful." He whispered before she drifted off.