Not Even Close || Number Five x Fem!Reader

Chapter 5

"Like what?" Asked Diego.

"Like the way he died." Y/N couldn't help but exclaim a sigh. "And here we go.." Both her and Diego said in unison.

Klaus took a seat between Vanya and Y/N whilst listening to the conversation. "I don't understand. I thought they said it was a heart attack." Vanya recalled. The H/C haired girl agreed with her.

"Yeah. According to the coroner." Luther replied.

"Well wouldn't they know?" Number seven asked.

"Theoretically." Luther answered. "Theoretically?" Y/N repeated in an interrogative manner.

"I'm just saying, at the very least, something happened." Luther explained, "The last time I talked to Dad, he sounded strange."

"Oh, quelle surprise!" Klaus gurgled.

"Strange how?" Allison made Luther elaborate.

"He sounded on edge. Told me I should be careful who to trust." Luther replied.

"I think being careful who to trust is automatically applied when the life of living in a moody world says hello to you." Y/N stated. But Luther wasn't having any of it.

"Luther, he was a paranoid, bitter old man who is starting to lose what was left of his marbles." Number Two said as he stood up and walked towards his brother.

"No. He must've known something was going to happen." He turned his attention to Klaus, "Look, I know you don't like to do it, but I need you to talk to dad." He requested.

Allison scoffed, "I can't just call Dad in the afterlife and be like, "Dad, could you just.. stop playing tennis with Hitler for a moment and take a quick call?"" Klaus babbled.

"Since when? That's your thing." Luther remarked. He started giving him a look.

"I'm not in the right.. frame of mind!" Klaus exclaimed.

"You're high?"

"Yeah! Yeah!" Number four laughed as Y/N gave herself a facepalm. "I mean, how are you not, listening to this nonsense?" He blurted out as he sucked the smoke of the rolled out drug.

"Well, sober up, this is important." Luther commanded. Once again, Y/N let out a sigh, "Then there's the issue of the missing monocle." Number one added.

"Who gives a shit about a stupid monocle?" Diego muttered. It was loud enough to be heard by Luther.

"Exactly. It's worthless. So whoever took it, I think it was personal." He emphasized, "Someone close to him. Someone with a grudge." Suddenly, Luther started looking at Y/N as if he was suspecting her.

"So, where exactly are we going with this?" Y/N questioned as she noticed his glance at her.

"Isn't it obvious, Y/N/N? He thinks one of us killed Dad." Diego stated as he looked at the girl, "and his first suspect, is you."

"You do?" Klaus asked as he wrapped his arm around Y/N. Who was fuming at Luther's sudden accusation. It might be unnoticeable to others, but in the inside, hell was trying to break loose.

"How could you think that?" Vanya hissed.

"Great job, Luther. Way to lead." Diego sarcastically commented as he stormed off.

"That's not what I'm saying." Number One sputtered out.

"Really? Is that why you've been looking at me like I have something to do with this?" Number Eight sneered as she stormed out.

"You're crazy, man. You're crazy." Klaus followed Y/N out.

"I've not finished." Luther defended.

"Okay, well I'm sorry, I'm just gonna go murder Mom. Be right back." Klaus spat back.