Ophelia's Daughter (Steve X OC)

Chapter 12 - Moving on

I don't know how long I've been in here. Bucky has dropped off food now and then. If I go by that, It's been three days. Tony has visited, he swore to punch the shit out of Steve...I thanked him, I just wish I could see it.

Right now I'm a shaky sweaty mess. This detox shit sucks dick. It's not my first time, but fuck it's been a while. I feel so cold, I think I'm going to beg for another blanket. Fuck, it feels like the walls are talking to me...

Sam has been talking but I can't hear him, I guess it wasn't the walls, my brain isn't working right.

"You'll be okay, I promise" He says louder when I finally look at him. He looked tired. He must not be sleeping.

"I....I'm....cold.." I shake. I'm curled up in a ball on the cot with two thick blankets on me.

"I'll get you another blanket. It's the detox, your body doesn't know what temperature it needs to be." I hear metal scraping the concrete floor, my guess is he's moving his chair. I shake some more and close my eyes. Sleeping is the only peace I have.

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I lost track of the days. When I was going into shock I was in and out. I mostly slept. Now I'm just tired.

"Hey" A voice echos through the cell. I look up to the small window of the door. Steve...

I look back down and ignore him. He's the reason I was in here.

"How are you feeling today?" I still don't answer. He sighs. "I wasn't sleeping with her, or dating her. I wasn't sneaking out to do anything like that."

I scoff and close my eyes..I can't believe they are resulting to torture now..

"We were having an argument, I just wanted to talk to her face to face to end it." He sighs again. "But I get it. Wanda explained to me why it was stupid for me to even answer her call. I'm sorry." I hear metal scraping the floor. Great he's going to sit there.

I keep quiet. I always liked the silence, especially now that I am trying to not think of using my powers. If I respond there will be talk, maybe even arguments...I'm stuck in a cell so I have nothing to do and no where to go.

"Why are you down here?" Bucky calls out from down the hall.

"I needed to talk to her Buck." 

"She's not ready for all that Steve, you need to give her time to get better."

"Yea...yea okay" I hear him get up and walk away.

"Sorry, I know you aren't ready to talk to him, I didn't know he would sneak in here." He was talking softer, pity in his voice.

I sigh "It's okay Buck" I manage to say for the first time in days. I can hear him walk up to the door in a hurry. I look at him through the window his eyes were wide and by the wrinkles around them I can tell he was smiling. I lean my head back against the wall and close my eyes. "I just feel so tired" I fall asleep sitting up.       

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"How are you holding up puppet?" Tony wakes me up. He sounded sad and worried. I looked up at him from the bed sitting up against the wall. My body felt so weak, I couldn't do anything else at the moment. Thanks to Wanda I had a change of clothes. She brought me a giant bucket and some towels to clean myself off. The showers in the building were connected to FRIDAY so none of that for me.

"Like shit, pops" I was so drowsy I didn't notice I said that out loud.

"Pops? I like that, I was thinking dad though." He jokes. I smile. "Have they been treating you nice in here? I can yell at the jailer." I giggle a bit. God I missed him. "I was thinking, if you felt up to it. You can have visitors. Inside the cell." I perk up a bit. I get to touch someone..that...no...no I can't.