《Five's little sister》Chapter 23
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F: I think we should go to my room. And I'll explain you.
Y/n: Okay.
When they appeared in Five's room, he started explanation.
F:☁️I can't tell her everything, so I'll try to say everything shortly☁️ You know... I had a difficult life. And I can't be nice to you.
Y/n: That's it? Just a difficult life?
F: You won't understand!
Y/n: Maybe I will.
F: No, no one can.
Y/n: I didn't think that apocalypse could have change you.
F: How do you know?
Y/n: I know your whole life Five!
F: How!?
Y/n: It's one of my powers. When I got into trance, I was in your life. And I wasn't just watching. I was reliving the same thing as you. I felt everything that you had! I felt all your thought as you did! But that didn't change me!
F: Y/n..... I didn't know.
Y/n: And I know that you are saving me for others to know that you do have a heart. But it's wrong! You don't berm to donate you blood for me! I don't need it.
F: No, I want you to live with us.
Y/n: End of the discussion!
She left the room and Five didn't feel the same odd feeling, which was with him while he was talking with Y/n.
Y/n went to the balcony and was staring at stars. Ben came to her.
B: Hey!
Y/n: How did you find me?
B: You always here when you are sad. What happened my love?
Y/n: I had an argument with Five again. I would have love to jump out of this balcony and end my life, but my real body is in coma and I can't.
Ben hugged Y/n.
B: Don't say such things. You will live! We will have training together. You are very powerful hero. You are my hero. You can't just leave.
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Y/n: Maybe you ate right...
B: Not maybe! I am right for all hundred percentage.
Y/n hugged Ben even more hard and they stared at stars. All night they were adoring stars and talking about random stupid things. It made Y/n much better.
The sun hadn't yet lifted above the trees, but it was already warm.
Y/n: Ben, today Five ail donate his blood for me. Will I live?
B: You will live Y/n. You are strong.
Y/n: I hope so.
Five was at hospital. Everything went good, but doctors didn't promise anything. They said that they will do everything. Five came home in hopes that everything will be fine.
K: How it went dude?
F: Don't call me dude!
K: Relax dude! I won't!
Five ignored Klaus and continued.
F: We need to hope for best. Doctors didn't promise anything.
Suddenly Y/n's body started to disappear.
K: What's happening Y/n?
Y/n: I am disappearing! I can't control this.
K: This means either everything went good or you are dying.
A: Let's go to the hospital!
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