𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝 𝚂𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚛 || ℕ𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚊 ℝ𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚏𝚏

Chapter 4: I'm Sorry

(Y/n/n = Your nickname)

The second I stepped into the jet, I immediately chose the seat farthest away from the others to sit in. I mumbled from my seat, causing the three men and Natasha to look at me. I looked up and saw the four looking at me confused. "I'm sorry," I repeated louder and clearer before shutting my eyes. 

I was standing in a dark room with a single lamp above me when suddenly I found myself strapped into a chair with my legs and arms bound. I was looking around frantically when a voice began speaking. "Y/n why?" the voice asked. 

I recognized the voice it was my brother Donovan's. "Don?" I said in a shaky voice as I looked around for him his figure then walked out of the dark to where I could see him. 

"Y/n/n why?" he said as he walked right in front of me. 

"Why what Don?" I said as I looked at him in disbelief. 

"Why did tell me? I wouldn't be dead right now if it weren't for you!" he raised his voice as he got closer to my face with his hands by his side now in a tight fist.

"Don what are yo-" I tried to speak but he cut me off.

"YOU GOT ME KILLED! LOOK AT WHAT THEY DID TO ME BECAUSE OF YOUR ACTIONS!" he shouted.

I was shocked at his sudden outburst he was always the calm, cool, and collected twin he rarely ever raised his voice. There was only one other time he acted like this and that was when he found our dad beating me up. I was snapped out of the unpleasant memory when I saw that I was shifted into a room with an old tv, it played the memory of me and Don getting tortured.

"Don I- what is this?" I said slightly hesitant.

"This is me showing you what you caused," he said calmly which caused me to look at him. 

"I-I, it's not m-my fault," I said choking on my words.

"ALL of this was and still is your fault! Y/N how do you not understand that?" I proceeded to look at him but this time with fear and guilt.

"If you never had told me your plan I wouldn't have followed you, I wouldn't have enlisted with you, I wouldn't have gotten kidnapped with you, and I wouldn't have died because of YOU!" he said raising his voice as he turned to look at me.

"I WOULD HAVE A FAMILY, KIDS, GRANDKIDS IF IT WEREN'T FOR YOU! IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT! I WAS CHOPPED INTO FUCKIN PIECES FOR GOD'S SAKE!" he screamed into my face which made me flinch.

"DAD WAS RIGHT YOU WERE AND STILL ARE A MISTAKE!"

"Y-you don't mean that. I-I'm not a mistake y-you told me that I-I wasn't," I said in a shaky voice trying to hold back the tears. 

"That was then this is now," he said right before he dropped I looked down and saw that he was now into pieces. I stepped back and looked around frantically.

"No, no I'm sorry come back please I'm sorry," I said as I bawled my eyes out. 

I fell to the ground and continued to plead and apologize as I continued to cry. I felt someone shaking me but I continued to cry and apologize.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry," I said quietly in my hands.

I felt someone shake me harder and call for me so I opened my eyes. I look up and saw Natasha Romanoff crouched down in front of me. I looked to my right and saw Steve, Tony, and the mystery man looking at me. I took a deep breath in and spoke,