This isn't a love story. No. It's a murder story. Sloan Maximoff is your typical 16 year old girl. Well other than the fact that she has someone else sharing her body. Sloan Maximoff was tested on by HYDRA with her siblings, Wanda and Pietro. Sloan...
I realise that I'm not in the gym anymore and start to panic. I look and see that there's an IV on my arm. 'No, no, no! I can't be back here!' I try to rip the IV out of my arm but an arm stops me.
"Sloan, hey, hey, hey," a familiar voice says " It's ok! It's ok!" He says pinning my arms above my head to stop me from going anywhere.
"No, no, no!" I yell "I won't help you! I won't!" I scream as I thrash around to try and get out of his arms.
"Sloan! It's ok! It's me!" The boys voice says "It's Peter! Calm down! It's ok." I go limp in Peter's arms, giving up on trying to get away. Crying as he slowly lets go of me.
"I'm sorry Peter." I say in between sobs "I thought I was back there again." Peter sitting on the bed next to me.
Peter and I had always had a close relationship since we met. Almost inseparable according to May. While I was running away from HYDRA I ran into him and he offered to give me a home for a while. After about a month I started to trust Peter and May more. Soon after, Peter introduced me to Mr. Stark.
Soon after I met Tony, I found out that Wanda and Pietro were working with him.
"Peter? Can you please go and get Wanda?" I asked
"Yeah sure. I'll be right back!" Peter said while walking out.
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"Sloan ? Are you ok? You seemed to be really upset in the gym."
"Yes, Wanda, I'm fine! Can you stop pestering me?" I complained while storming off to my and Peter's room.
Since I didn't trust many of the Avengers (and they didn't trust me much either), Peter and I shared a room. It wasn't too pad sharing a room. The room was large compared to our old room at May's apartment. The walls were a dark grey and had a window at the top of the wall furthest from the door. There was a connected bathroom and two closets. Peter and I shared a bunk bed. It stood next to the wall with the window. There were two desks at one wall. One of them had a whole bunch of tech on it (including Peter's spidey suit) and the other had lots books and paper.
I slammed the door before Wanda could come in not noticing Peter on the top bunk. I quickly sat at my desk and worked on Peter's suit. I always work on the suit whenever I'm angry or upset.
"Woah! Sloan, what's wrong?" Peter asked, jumping from the top bunk, scaring me.
"Geez, Peter! Don't scare me like that!" I exclaimed. "Wanda keeps on nagging me because of what happened in the gym."
I keep working on the suit until it's finished.
"Peter, here's your suit." I said handing it to him.
"Thanks, Sloan."
By now the sun was setting so I made my way to the roof of the compound. It wasn't a long walk so I got there quickly. The cool breeze was soothing against my skin compared to the warm summer sun. The sky was orange and yellow while the clouds were pinks and purples. It was always calming after a stressful day. I took a deep breath as I sat down on the edge with my legs dangling over the compound.
This was my peace.
A/n: Sorry for changing the book and unpublishing it. I just thought it needed some changes.
