TFATWS X READER

Anger

James POV

We were leaving to (y/n)'s parents' in 2 hours.

"How was she last night?" Sam sat across me.

I shook my head. "Anger, pain. She's overwhelmed"

"I feel bad for her, genuinely. She's a kid"

"She is" I looked at him.

"She's going through so much shit for a 17 year old. Seeing her like this, it hurts me. She doesn't deserve this shit" I looked down.

"This is her perspective of life, filled with bitterness, she doesn't see any good in it. That's what she told me Sam" I shook my head.

She is going through so much, too much. It angers me. She's a goddamn kid.

"How could her own damn parents do this to her?" I slammed the table. Fucking assholes.

"We need to take care of her Barnes, especially you, she trusts you a lot. She's young, filled with rage, pain and she is confused. The least we can do is try to make this world a little better for her" He said to me.

Your POV

I didn't get any sleep yesterday. How could I?

I stared out the window, with emptiness in me. This is my life. Is it even considered as one? I felt weak, hopeless.

I'm exhausted.

I heard a soft knock on the door. It was James.

"We will be leaving anytime now" He put his hand on my shoulder, which I admit, made me feel at ease.

I know I can go through this, because James is with me.

Whenever he's around, I feel safe, better.

I nodded, and followed him to where Sam was.

"Don't worry (y/n). We will take care of you" Sam looked at me.

I smiled, showing him my gratitude. He's a good person.

I drank the coffee left for me on the table. I needed it to give me energy, but I doubt it will help. Sam offered me to eat but I refused, I can't. My appetite was down the drain.

They were living approximately two hours from the HQ by car. I was informed that they moved to a new place and changed their identity. That's nice to hear. I wonder how they would react to see their so called kid.

We were taking a Quinjet, then a short drive to their place. As far as I know, the ones going are me, James, Sam, Hill, and 3 SHIELD agents.

We made our way to the Quinjet, where they were waiting for us. We got in and sat. It was filled with silence.

The journey takes roughly 20 minutes, the Quinjet is fast as hell.

We were sitting separately, each in our own thoughts. I just stared blankly outside.

Hill approached and sat beside me. We never really had a conversation apart from her interrogating and triggering every part of me. But I can't blame her, that's her job.

"You alright kid?" She asked.

I looked at her, emotionless.

"Lets put it in a different way. What do you feel right now?"

I stayed silent for a while.

"I-- I feel anger........ and pain" I struggled to say those words.

Her eyes softened.

"You know, I'm sorry. I really am. For what you're going through" She said sincerely.

I've never seen this side of her.

I pressed my lips. "Well, that's life isn't it? Its being a huge bitch to me" I said.

"You're right on one thing. Life is a bitch" She agreed.

"But it shouldn't always be that way" She continued.

"From what I've observed, the way you see life is; well its not exactly how a kid your age should see it"

I chuckled. "Well I don't think a lot of kids my age went through what I did"

"That's--- well that's true. But (y/n), I really hope you do well"

I smiled and looked at her.

"Thanks Hill"

She nodded and walked away, approaching the other agents.

We were less than 3 minutes away. I had a mix of emotions. Am I ready to see them? How will I react? How will they react. I began to fiddle with my fingers, trying my best to not get a panic attack at the worst time.

"Hey" James approached me and locked eyes with me. "Breathe, its alright. Breathe"

He patiently helped me to calm down.

We got down from the Quinjet and into two cars. James, Sam and I got into one and the rest into the other.

We didn't spoke much. My head was filled with so many possible scenarios of what might happen.

Soon, we approached a neighborhood. There were kids running around, having fun, and people walking around.

"That's the one" Sam said as he slowed down the car and approached the house. I took deep breaths, fighting back my emotions. I'm better than this.

He parked the car by the road. I felt uneasy, but I know I have to face them one way or another

This is it.