Chapter 28: Two Five's

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He walks towards the bathroom.

"Well, we're screwed," I said turning to Five.

"Yup," he takes a sip of his Guinness.

I pull my rag out and wipe his face again, "you really are sweating a lot."

"It's nice to know that you have my back," Five said.

I put the rag back in my pocket and took his hand, "of course I do. And I always will."

He smiled at me, "you really do keep me sane."

He leans over and pecks my lips.

"I can tell. Your old self is a little less sane," I said before letting out a small laugh.

He chuckled, "that's true. But remember he still has a soft spot for you."

I nod before taking a sip of my water.


I looked up to see Old Five and Luther heading back towards the table.

"Here they come," I whispered.

Luther looks very suspicious. We are most definitely screwed.

Five looks up and sets his glass down, "we good?"

"We're good," Luther smiles.

"We got a deal," Old Five said, "we gotta hurry. Kennedy's en route. Less than an hour until showtime."

Five stands up, "why are you so anxious to get going all the sudden?"

I stood up and pushed my chair in.

"Relax," old five said, "you're getting paranoid."

Five scoffs, "oh, am I?"

Yes, love. Yes you are.

They both fart.

Luther and I look at each other.

"Okay, let's roll," he says walking out with Old Five following.

"They're being suspicious," I said, "especially Luther."

"Yup," Five said holding out his hand, "come on."

I take it and we walk out behind them.


We walk onto a bridge. Five's psychosis symptoms are really bad. He keeps yelling at people as we walk past them.

"What are you looking at?" Five asked someone, "you see something funny?"

"I'm so sorry," I tell the person.

"Don't apologize," Five tells me.

"You're being extremely rude," I whisper to him.

He just scoffs.

We pass another person.

"Mind your business!" Five yells at him, "or I'll give you something to stare at!"

I sigh, "Five, seriously!"

The man gives us a weird look and picks up his pace.

"You wish you could pull off these shorts!" Five yelled at him as he scratched his side.

I grab Fives hand and pulled him off to the side.

He looks at me, "what are you doing?"

I make sure Old Five isn't looking before turning to Five and pressing a gentle kiss on his lips. He   smiles in the kiss and pulled me closer to him.

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