Sugarcane - Diego Hargreeves (DISCONTINUED)

nineteen

- Chapter Nineteen -
"Oh, bullshit!"

So Primrose decided to take a walk, apparently the man that they needed to stop the apocalypse was dead, so what better to do than take a long, brisk walk in the park, trying not to worry about Diego getting himself hurt because he decided to go after Hazel and Cha-Cha, alone not to mention.

After getting a lot of fresh air, she headed back to the academy. "Anyone home?" She called out into the entrance hall, unwrapping a scarf from her neck and hanging it on a hat stand.

"Me! And your boyfriend!" Five called from the bar in the living room, Primrose blushed and walked in, spotting Diego lying unconscious on the floor, glass scattered around him. "Don't ask." The boy said, pushing a glass to the edge of the bar. "Drink instead."

Prim shrugged, heading over to the bar to take the glass of alcohol that Five had offered, she took a sip and the taste burned down her throat, the woman gagging and placing the glass back down, shaking her head in disgust. "Gross." She muttered and a groan sounded from the floor.

The two at the bar swivelled around to face the man, who was pushing himself up of the floor, grunting. "Good, you're up." Five observed and Primrose smiled as he squinted his eyes at them both, holding a hand to his head. "Ready for a drink now?"

He launched himself up from the floor and looked around wildly, for what? Prim didn't know. "Where is he?"

"Where's who?" The woman furrowed her eyebrows.

"I let him go." Five said, a smile on his face as Diego walked towards him threateningly. "You what?" He asked with raised eyebrows then turned to Primrose. "He let Hazel go!"

She jumped up from her seat, turning around to face the boy as she stood next to Diego. "You what?!" She practically screeched.

"Now that the apocalypse is over, it's time for the fighting to stop." Five said and they both rolled their eyes, Diego quickly grabbing his knife from the floor as Prim dragged a hand down her face. "Hey, he didn't kill Patch, his partner Cha-Cha did."

"So what?" Diego spat, edging closer as the strawberry-blonde fell onto the couch. "They were both there that night."

"This half of the partnership gave me both of their guns which will clear you, since the ballistics match Patch's crime scene." Five looked back at two guns placed on the bar. "Hazel came here looking for a way out, he wanted a fresh start, and he happened to have in his possession the one thing that could do our family a little good. So it's time to move on."

"Not a chance." Diego stared at the guns, that sat next to a picture of his father. Primrose came up to him and placed a hand on his shoulder, rubbing it and she held into his arm comfortingly.

"Suit yourself," Five sighed, turning back around to the bar. "I am curious. Your friend, Patch, what did you like about her? When you dated." He picked up his mannequin and walked away slightly. Diego glanced at Primrose as she took her arms away, he glared at his little brother slightly as she went back to the couch.