The Element (TUA story)

Seven Stages (part 3)

Sorry for not updating for such a long time. I was having a rough time. Anyway, I am here now and so is the new chapter. 

Scarlett...

So and just like that, after that rather awkward greeting that Five and um...older Five had, there was this demand for us to explain what exactly was happening here. We decided to sit down by the table. The older man's eyes still looking at me and it was making me a teensy bit uncomfortable. Just...you know, not a fan of old people staring me up and down like that. 

And Five...my timeline Five, isn't a fan of anyone staring at me. So because of his jealous ass, I was almost sitting on his lap, that's how close my chair was to him. Like...why so much protection when the one staring at me is literally you but he looks older? This is getting too much. And as if it weren't enough, none of them allowed me to have a beer. I was left sipping on some soda. 

"Well..." Luther started in an attempt to break this uncomfortable silence. A large forced grin across his face and he looked between two Fives who were glaring at each other intensively. "...this is nice, isn't it? The four of us, together like this." I wasn't exactly expecting an enthusiastic answer from the two assassins. 

"NO." 

"NO." 

Oh, both at the same time. Great, they are sinching already. Was that one of the side effects as well? I sure do hope no because I will kill myself if this simultaneous talk continues. I looked up from my glass of soda to see Luther giving me that look as if pleading for help. 

"Um...yeah, I got nothing," I muttered, not exactly knowing what to say in a situation like this. 

"Somebody explain to me how it is I'm having a pint of Guinness with my younger self." The older Five murmured looking straight at my boyfriend. I mean isn't he my boyfriend as well? Ugh, god why am I thinking this? 

"Older, actually. I'm you, just 14 days older." Five bragged and I am not sure if it is a win in this situation. It is just making me more uneasy, to be honest. 

"I have pubic hair smarter than you." The other Five shot back. 

"Great, you two now sound like me and Klaus when we fight," I remarked with a forced laugh. This situation was nuts. But they are really getting close to the fights me and Klaus have. Now someone say they will tell mom about the broken heels and we will have my winning of the big argument of 1999 on the replay here. 

Good old times when all it took for Klaus was the mention of the broken heels and he would shut up...of course, that privilege ended when Klaus wore mom's heels again when he was 12. Falling down the stairs and breaking his jaw. That sound of his jaw bone breaking was hunting me in my sleep for good two months. It was terrible. Even worse was when I had to do all the talking for him for 8 weeks. That was unbelievable. All the crap he wanted to let out of that mouth of his...man I didn't translate most of it out loud because both of us would be kicked out of the house for sure. 

"How's that possible?" The old man asked bringing me back from the reminiscing trip that I was having. 

" I can explain." The teen Five offered, leaning a bit closer to the table. I glanced at him warily as sweat glistened on his forehead. Man, you are sweating real bad. "You see, one hour from now, on the grassy knoll, before the president is killed, you break your contract with the Commission." Five stated and I could see the look of surprise on the other one's face. "I already know you're thinking about it." Five accused with a smirk, probably knowing that he had the other Five in the corner. I mean duh, you two are the same person. "All those years in the apocalypse, we never stopped worrying about our family." I shared a surprised glance with Luther. The sudden kindness and solicitude from Five taking us both by surprise. "Worrying and cursing ourselves for leaving her." At that, Five pointed to me and both of them looked my way.