Forever

||| A Single Rose |||

warnings: angst

word count: 668

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Five's POV

Every year, I came to the tree she was buried under. And every year, I placed a single rose over her grave.

Roses were beautiful in every way, only to be admired from afar. But try to take one for yourself, and you'll get pricked. Only the smartest knew how to properly take a rose for their own to take care of. But eventually, a rose is bound to die.

Y/n was my beautiful rose. Maybe I thought of myself as one of the smart ones, but I may have misjudged myself. I didn't properly take care of her and she ended up in no ones arms. Whether it be mine or not.

She loved roses. So every year, on the same day, at the same time, I returned to her tree and gave her a rose. I couldn't bare to see her more than once a year because I knew I couldn't handle the pain.

Don't get me wrong, I tried for years to figure out how to go back and save her, but every time I failed. Seeing her limp body over and over became to much for me and I had to stop. I knew there was nothing I could do. What's meant to happen is going to happen.

I stopped the damn apocalypse from coming, so why couldn't I save the only person on this world that meant the most to me? Why was I cursed with the power to bring her back, but can't bring myself to find a way to do it?

I even tried my luck with Klaus, but it was no use. Y/n never seemed to answer. Klaus tried but y/n just didn't seem to want to be there. It was like she wasn't even dead.

Every year I grew older while my rose stayed the same.

I eventually found someone else, but it wasn't the same. I wasn't happy with her, and she left me too.

One by one, each member of the Umbrella Academy died, leaving me to waste away alone. The last of my siblings to leave was Klaus, his final words being "I'll take care of her until you get here."

I grew older and soon my legs couldn't carry me anymore. My once young face became wrinkled and my body hunched over in the wheelchair I was suspended in.

But every year I still visited my rose. And every year I gifted her with one. Her face started to drift from my memory and every day I could feel myself becoming weaker.

Eventually, I was moments from seeing her and I lay in my bed, awaiting to hear her sweet voice again.

I closed my eyes and I felt myself be overwhelmed with a feeling of relief. I opened my eyes to see a single figure standing just a few feet from me.

Tears filled my eyes when I saw the figure turn around to reveal those same e/c eyes I'd forgotten all those years ago.

She smiled that same beautiful smile she did when she left my arms that day.

She outstretched her arm as her fingers opened for me to take.

"I've missed you, Five."

I ran, and I didn't stop until I felt her warmth pressed against my body. I held onto her waist as tight as I could as if she would leave me like she did all those years ago.

I felt her hands softly rest on my back and her head bury into my shoulder. My tears soaked her neck as I squeezed tighter around her waist. I could feel her breathe on my shoulder and I sobbed louder into her neck. She was so alive. She felt so alive and I never wanted anything more in my mind than to stay there.

I lifted my head from her neck to be met with my siblings standing behind her.

Y/n spoke gently as a single tear trailed down her cheek.

"We all missed you."