Steve's POV
'And what? What is worse than a maniac who is watching my girl?' I was mad. So mad that you could call me furious when Rylee told me that this asshole was watching her. Did she also say bathroom? I could barely keep myself from punching a hole in the wall and my hands already turned into fists.
'Because the cameras could be there for a month or longer, there is a high possibility that when you visited me he saw us. Together.' My mind was still processing the fact that somebody installed cameras that I needed a moment to understand what she just said.
'You mean...?'
'Yes. I mean that he could have watched us having sex.'
I stood up from the bed and started to pace in the room. I wanted to punch something or better someone. One month. He watched her for one month. One fucking month!! I turned around and looked at her because she said something which I didn't hear because I was already eaten up by my anger.
'What did you say?' It came out harsher as I wished and I saw her flinch. I didn't want to scare her and I really needed to calm myself down. This was the second time she flinched because of me and I didn't want to see that ever again.
'I said I am sorry. I understand that you're angry and I understand when you wanna leave.' Her voice broke in the middle of the sentence.
'Leave?' Confusion started to mix with the anger because I couldn't figure out what she was talking about.
'I mean we still need to work together for the time in Wakanda but I could work with Nat most time and we don't even need to see each other that much.'
'Are you breaking up?' Did she really want to end it?
'No! But this is all my fault and you would never be in that situation without me.' She didn't want to end it, she thought I wanted to do it. She thought that my anger was against her.
I walked slowly towards her so I could take a seat on the bed again. I would rather move faster but I didn't want to scare her or see her flinch ever again. I carefully took her hand and started to draw circles with my thumb on the back of her hand. I wanted to comfort her but it was also comforting me to touch her.
'I don't wanna break up. I'm not angry at you and I don't care that he filmed me. I'm angry at him for filming you. Disturbing your place of peace and making you uncomfortable.'
A shy smile appeared on her face but it fell apart seconds after. 'I don't know what he's doing with the footage. If he just used it to know when I was home, if he recorded it or if he'll sell the pictures or videos on the dark net. He could also publish them online and everybody could see...' She stopped talking. I didn't really know what she meant with Dark Net because I wasn't that deep into technology but I understood the gist of what she said and it made me much angrier.
'I'm sorry. I'm sorry' Rylee looked at her hand in mine and I just pulled her on my lap. I felt her hesitance but she gave in and wrapped her whole body around mine. She hid her face in the crook of my neck and some sobs escaped her and I pulled her even closer. I hated seeing her cry but I couldn't even imagine how she just felt.
'There is nothing you need to be sorry about, darling. I'm not angry with you or mad. I could never.' I love you. I didn't say it out loud because I knew that it was totally the wrong moment and it was too soon. It should be said when we had a special moment and not when we were talking about a man who had pictures and videos of her sleeping, changing or showering. 'Whatever happens I'm here and I'll stay. I'm not leaving'
'You're staying?' It hurt me that she was questioning me but I understood. Everybody left her so why should she think that I wouldn't.
'I'm not leaving you. It's a promise.'
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It's a promise
FanfictionWhen a woman who thinks that everybody is always leaving meets a man who promises that he wouldn't. Rylee Barton always wanted to be an FBI agent. One year after the snap she is an agent but it's different than she imagined. Steve Rogers is the man...
