9 | As Long As I Have You

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Y/n's POV
"Delores," Five spoke. "It's good to see you. I've missed you...obviously. Well, I...It's been a rough couple of days."

That's Delores? A mannequin? I was jealous over a mannequin? How stupid could I be?

"No!" Five yelled before ducking just in time.

He grabbed my hand, running behind a clothes rack.

"Oh, shit! It's them."

"Them? Who are they? F-Five?" I questioned.

He ran off, picking up what was left of Delores.

He set Delores down before making his way across the store, teleporting to various places.

"You see that?" one of the masked people asked.

"You said he was special. So now what?"

"You start over there, I'll go to the other end. Meet in the middle. Shoot anything that moves."

I looked around, trying to find something to defend myself with.

Wait. I can just use my powers.

I focused on where I wanted the destruction to happen. A lightning bolt shot into the store, hitting one of the masked people.

"Good job, y/n."

I smiled as I carefully made my way to the front of the store.

"Shit! Come on!" Five yelled.

What's wrong?

"I can't teleport."

Police sirens filled the air. "Got them."

"The bastard jumped again."

"Come on, let's go."

They made their way out of the store. I sighed in relief.

"Are you okay?"

Yeah, I'm okay. How about you? Are you hurt?

"No. We're okay."

I frowned as he referred to Delores as well.

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We walked up the academy stairs, spotting Luther and Allison.

"Five? Y/n? What the hell happened to you two?" she questioned.

"Are you okay? Can we help?" Luther asked, putting his arm out.

Five grabbed his arm. "There's nothing you can do. There's nothing any of you can do," he said softly, glancing at me.

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"Do you need any help?" I asked, watching Five stitch up his own arm.

"No, I'm fine."

I grabbed his wrist, taking the needle out of his hand. "Let me help."

He sighed as I finished stitching up his wound. I grabbed a band-aid and placed it over his arm carefully.

"Thank you," he said.

I nodded.

"We should go," he explained as he put on his blazer. He flung the bag with Delores in it on his shoulder and opened the window. "Aren't you coming?"

Oh, I'm coming too?

"Don't tell me you thought I was just talking about me and Delores."

"I-I...not at all," I replied, following him out the window.

Klaus was in a dumpster complaining about something to Ben.

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