Not Even Close || Number Five x Fem!Reader

Chapter 33

When it opened, the girl was about to get Allison to follow her. Until she realized she was gone already. Of course she had her own way, Y/N thought before setting foot into the mansion.

She looked around in awe as she walked through it. White fabrics were covering most of the furniture around her to prevent dust from getting in. Her eyes widened after looking to her right where a portrait of Klaus was attached to the wall. It occurred to her he'd been ruling a cult just by looking at his new appearance.

After staring at the portrait in front of her, she kept walking until she caught a glimpse of the backyard.

Klaus lied on a floaty exhaling the smoke as he inhaled from the cigarette between his lips. He let the floaty move around the pool at his feet dangled in the water. He was out of trance until..

"Klaus?" He heard someone call out his name by a voice. He hoped it wasn't a person who came to his own house just preach him. But when he turned, he saw Allison.

He was ecstatic to see her again, "Allison." He called her back. Allison took off her red pumps and got into the pool without caring if she got her dress wet. Klaus pulled her into an embrace as soon as they met each other in the middle. "Oh, my God." He exclaimed while they sobbed happily.

"Hey, don't forget about me!" Klaus pulled away from Allison as soon as he caught a glimpse of Y/N who came running towards the pool just like Allison.

"Y/N!" He squealed as the both of them squeezed each other into a hug with Allison.

"Oh, it's really you." Allison sobbed.

"It's been so long." Y/N exclaimed with tears of joy in her eyes.

"I thought you two were dead. I thought I was the only one left." The three of them pulled away with smiles on their faces.

"I know. Me too." Allison beamed.

"I thought I wouldn't see you again." Y/N chimed. The three of them happily looked at each other after they've been separated for long.

"Oh, God, sit down, sit down." Klaus gestured by the edge of the pool for them to take a seat. The two of them gladly obliged and let their feet dangling in the water. "We have so much catching up to do."

"Yeah. How about we start on how you ended up living in this palace?" Y/N hummed as she lifted one eyebrow playfully.

Klaus plopped himself back on his pink floaty before babbling, "Oh, you know, dicks, drugs, and debutantes. My holy trinity." He elaborated jokingly, causing Y/N and Allison to laugh. "But, yeah, it's been a wild run."

"Klaus, you started a cult." Allison remarked.

"'Cult' is a very negative word, Allison. We prefer to call it 'an alternative spiritual community.'" Klaus explained. Typically telling them the longer title of a cult.

Of course, Y/N would provoke about it, "Yeah, no, it's definitely a cult." Her remark was followed by her chuckle.

It made Klaus extend his arms and legs as if he was out cold. "All right, all right, all right. Enough about me. What about you two?"

"Fugitive." The girl pointed herself out. By now, she had gotten used to running from the law. It wasn't as hard to confess about it, seeing as she had the experience of always getting away from them.

Klaus put up a surprised look, "Oh?" He gasped, "Pray tell, what happened?"

Y/N exhaled as she ran her fingers through her short hair tiredly. She set her hands down to her lap as she slouched, "Ah, same old, same old." She answered dismissively, "Couple of horny teenage boys went after me, gave them a little piece of my mind, cops showed up and accused me for violent behaviour, and yada, yada, yada.." She enumerated.