It's Just You and Me, Okay?

Chapter 19

Wanda's Pov

"I want to make things right, I want to help people, We-we wanted to make the world a better place...but I don't know if this is the way to do that." I softly mumbled for him to hear me, my voice cracking near the end of it.

"I know you do, and I believe you will, but I agree...I don't think this is the way. Although it's a bit too late, considering we already completed your evaluation. You still have the chance to go and live your life before..." He stopped his sentence not continuing on.

"before what?" I popped my head up instantly became terrified of what he'd finish.

"before they use you for destruction."

"What do you mean?" I questioned, still bewildered with his answer.

"Wanda..." He walked back to me, lying his hand back onto my shoulder, looking down at the floor before continuing.
"I really hate to tell you this, but I believe we already both know. and I'm just going to say this as honest and in the nicest way I can...You're a weapon to them. You're only an object to them. They are going to use you for your new profound abilities, and it's definitely not going to be used for good. Don't let them make you a monster. Leave. Get out of here once you get a chance. You don't want this life."

Completely stunned about this whole conversation I had gotten myself into, I didn't know what to say. I understood it all but I just had to process everything. I wanted to live my own life, a happy life. For all the shit I've been through I deserve it. Right? What if it's too late? Have I already gotten myself involved too deep with hydra? At this point I was confused, scared, and just completely distraught.

"What about you? Don't you want to live your life? With your daughter? You deserve that too. What if we both helped each other? I can help you get back to your daughter!" I tried to convince him.

"No, it's too dangerous, they'll find me eventually." He denied, but I could tell he didn't want to be there anymore, no more than I did. I was going to help him, some way somehow.

"It's almost lunch time, I have to get you back to your cell for Count time." He says, rolling my wheelchair over to me.

"Wait, we-we aren't done yet. You have to finish check ups? or whatever you need to do and-and I need more answers!" I looked at him, begging. I need to know more about y/n, I already got some of my answers but I was still curious about the girl.

"Save it for next week, you don't want to find out what they do if you miss Count time. Trust me little one." He wheeled me to my cell quickly. Once we got onto our hall, I still saw Pietro hadn't returned to his cell which gave me a worried feeling in my gut. We haven't been apart this long in forever...and it's only been a couple of hours.

Dr.Erskine sat me on my bed, leaving the room immediately. My mind was still everywhere, even with my answered questions. I heard the heavy footsteps coming down the hall for count time, so as usual, I stood up in the middle of my cell, facing the window as they walked by, inspecting us. Once they passed my cell, I watched them continue down the hallway, until one stopped, looking inside of a cell just a couple cells down on the opposite side of the hall. After a couple of seconds, the guard banged on the glass a couple of times, making me jump a little. I couldn't make out who was in the cell, until they moved up to the glass, pressing their middle finger to the glass. Until I caught sight of who it was, who was finally awake. It was y/n and I couldn't help but smile at her behavior.

y/n's pov

All I could hear was the muffled banging against the glass wall, assuming it was for Count time, which is stupid. They already have cameras in every cell, it was pointless. With me having a huge migraine from whatever they did to me in that room, it definitely did a number on me. My head was throbbing so I thought it would be easier to just sleep until I couldn't anymore.
But considering the loud, obnoxious banging on my wall, It drove my mood to the edge, I certainly was not in the mood for their asses. So in response I didn't move, I flicked my middle finger in the air, giving them a "kindly fuck off" gesture, but of course they didn't seem to care and it pissed me off more.

When the banging kept repeating off the glass it just infuriated me even more. I stood up from my 'bed' and walked over to the door, shoving my middle finger against the glass once again, hopefully getting my message to the guard this time. To make it more playful I stuck out my tongue, keeping my finger on the glass until he grabbed at his walkie, I smirked a grin at his action and took my place back on my bed once again.

After a minute or so I was almost back into my sleeping habit until a couple guards came barging into my cell.
"What the-" I sighed and rose to sit up, I should've seen this coming.

"Look fellas, I'm just trying to sleep off this migraine I have due to what y'all fuckers did to me, so please show yourselves out" I gestured my hand back toward my door and I rolled over, lying back down.

But..of course that didn't stand and after a couple of seconds, more guards came in and surrounded my bedside.

"Great, this will be fun.."

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