Abandoned

CHAPTER TWO

"I hate it when they run." I grumble to myself.

I use my powers to move a truck in front of him. My powers were a lot like Wanda's, practically identical to hers in fact, considering we were created from the same stone. The only physical difference is mine are black with hints of blue in it.

I am able to manipulate and create emotion and energy.

We grew up together. Wanda, Pietro, and I. The same fate had taken both of our parents. So, when given the chance to become stronger to avenge their deaths, we took it.

That is also how I met Steve. Enemies, turned to lovers, turned to strangers.

I felt my anger fuel as I thought of him.

He left me.

I finally caught up to the man who I had been tasked to hunt down.

I used my powers to lift him off the ground, using one hand to hold him up and the other to finish the job.

But, for some reason I couldn't bring myself to do it. I couldn't kill the man. It should've been easy. He had killed three women in the past month, but I couldn't do it.

"Y/N."

I heard a familiar voice from behind me. I ignored him. He walked around me and stood in front of me. I avoided his eye.

"Get out of my way!" I warn him.

"Y/N. Stop. You're better than this."

"Not anymore." I clench my jaw, flexing my hand, causing the man to cry out.

"Yes, you are. Steve wouldn't have wanted this."

"Steve is dead. We were both at the funeral." I feel tears fill my eyes.

His warm hand reached out and grabbed my arm. "Don't do this."

"He deserves it. He killed those women."

"And the cops will handle him. I promise." I then heard sirens in the background, nearing our location.

"I should hurt him the same way he did them." I flex my hand more.

He squeezed my arm, but not enough to hurt me. "But, then that won't make you better than him."

I sigh deeply and dropped the man. I think breaking his leg in the process.

I then turned away as officers starting pulling in, running to cuff the man.

"You need a haircut." I turn my back to him and walk the opposite way.

Bucky shook his head, following me. "Why?"

"What are you going for there? Jesus?" I roll my eyes.

"I've been looking for a you." He told me.

"I've been avoiding you."

I was forced at a stop when Bucky grabbed my arm again. "Why are you being this way?"

I laugh bitterly. "What? Heartbroken? Steve left me for her. Her! He said he loved me, and that he'd be there for me always, but left me the first chance he got. I am destroyed."

"You know, he didn't just leave you." Bucky spoke softly.

I looked up, closed my eyes, and took a deep breath.

"I know, Bucky. I'm sorry." I tell him truthfully. "You really need to stop looking for me though. I'm doing fine."

I turn to walk away from him.