I am dying. I can feel it in my bones, I'm to numb to cry. 48 days of a straight jacket and electric collar will do that to a person. I've had no break. I can't move. I can't eat. Clint tries to keep my spirits up. It doesn't work. He can tell I'm dying too.
The bruises don't help. They are from the batons when I don't say what they want me to. They think I know where Steve is. I miss him, I miss them all. I wish he was here but I don't at the same time. Argh, I hate feelings. In the end I chose him over Vision.
Poor Vision, we dated for a little while, then when the choice came, he chose Stark and I chose Steve. We broke up.
Bad memories flash through my head, and nightmares play on repeat. I can't take it anymore. I give completely into my desperation and finally collapse over. The pain shoots through my whole body. I don't even try to cry out. It wouldn't work and would only cause more pain. I hear Clint yell,
"Stop! It's killing her! She's going to die!"
There's a noise. A loud noise. It's a clanging sound in the corridor. Everyone but me turns to the door. I am still wrecked with pain. I hear Steve's voice. I must be I hallucinating. Either that or I'm dying. There is no way Steve is here. My cell door is ripped off it's hinges. I seriously must be dying. Strong arms pick me up. My collar is torn off. I feel fingers on my neck.
"Wanda! Wake up! Come on stay with me!" Steve cries out.
"What? Am I dead?" I mumble out.
"No Wanda! Your safe. They don't have you anymore." I think he turns to everyone else and says,
"I'm going to carry her out. Nat will have stuff on the jet for her." Then I pass out.
YOU ARE READING
Chaotic Lovers
FanficA scarletamerica story. This is a story of how Wanda Maximoff and Steve Rogers fell in love. Wanda has been freed from the Raft by none other than Steve Rogers. They go to Wakanda to wait out the storm of Ross's wrath. Takes place after CW and b4 I...
