A little seven year old who everyone just assumes is completely and utterly dissobediant. When she is forced to go live with her famous parents who have no idea about the trouble she's been getting herself into. They attempt to get her to behave but...
You went down into the kitchen your head still flooding. You would have said something but you didn't want to worry your parents. You were given some food but you didn't want to eat anymore.
You ate anyway though not wanting to worry your parents. Immediately after you went to the bathroom and threw up everything you had just eaten. You didn't know where anything was anymore.
Later on Steve took you to your new bedroom, showed you a keyboard and said, 'we thought you might like this.'
'Wow, thanks Papa I haven't played piano in months,' you said gratefully sitting down on the stool.
You began to play.
Your Papa sat down and listened in awe as you played. Natasha walking by your room heard also and walked in, in amazement. She smiled to herself proudly as you moved from one note to another with perfect form.
You finished the piece and took your hands of the keyboard your mind now relaxed and at ease.
'Wow, Y/N I didn't even know you could play piano.' Said your Papa in amazement.
'Yeah, I learnt at school but I haven't played since the very beginning of the last school term before I was banned.' You said.
'Alright well Y/N we have a meeting now will you be ok up here by yourself?' Asked your Papa.
'Yes Papa I'll be fine I won't do anything stupid,' You claimed.
Natasha and your Papa then left and you went and sat on your bed. A little later you got bored and went to the piano to sing/play a song you wrote.
You were unaware that the Avengers could here you in the meeting room since you had left the door open. They had been listening the whole time.
'God, should someone go talk to her?' Asked Natasha.
'No, uh just let's leave her be I don't think she wants to talk really.' Said Bucky. That was the end of that no one said anything more.
You finished the piece and began getting ready for bed you looked down at your scars and locked your bathroom door. You pulled up your pajama shirt and picked up a pencil. You didn't have any blades left they had all been taken of you. Every time you wanted to sharpen a pencil you had to ask. This was your sharpest one.
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You pushed it into your skin and began to scratch away the skin. Your thoughts weren't good you knew you shouldn't be doing this but you didn't care. Eventually you stopped but only on the thought that your parents would be coming upstairs soon you stopped the bleeding and hid the pencil.
You then unlocked your bathroom door and got into bed. Your thoughts were still going nuts but you didn't feel like doing anything. You curled into a ball and waited for your parents. Soon your parents came in but you didn't feel like talking so you pretended to be asleep.
'She's so beautiful,' said Steve to Bucky.
'Yeah, she is is one of us going to stay with her?' Bucky asked Steve.
'I might come back and check on her later but she's already asleep I think she'll be fine.' Said Steve.
Bucky then went up to you and kissed you on the head and said, 'good night baby doll.'
Your parents then left and you began to cry silently. You ended up crying yourself to sleep and realised how good Morgan was for you. Your main problem was you didn't feel like you deserved to feel this way and that just made it so much worse.
You slept through the night but only because you had eventually taken your medication. Soon morning came and your usual wake up routine began.
'Up, up now.' You heard your Dad say.
With no reply he then said come on don't make me go get Papa. You ignored him and stayed in bed not moving a muscle. He pulled the covers off of you and you tried to get them back.
'Up Y/N now.' He said.
'Fuck off!' You said grumpily throwing a pillow on your head. Your Dad then picked you up and put you on the floor.
'я не прошу снова вставай.' (I'm not asking again get up) said Bucky.
You continued to ignore him and got back into bed.
'отвали,' (fuck off) you replied.
Having lost his patience he hit you on the arm and left to go get Steve.
You rolled your eyes and pulled the covers back over yourself and fell back asleep again. Your parents left you alone until 8am and then they both Went to get you up.
Your Papa didn't bother saying anything he just picked you up and took you down the stairs.
The Avengers who had just come in for breakfast looked at your dad's then at you aslee in your Papa's arms.
'Uhh isn't she a little asleep.' Said Vision.
'Yes, but we gave her 3 hours to get up and get ready from when we woke her up so she can stay with what she has done now.' Said Steve sitting down with you still in his arms. You had woken up at this point and went to get up but your Papa pulled you back onto his lap.
'Stay Y/N.' He said.
You rolled your eyes and cuddled his arm falling asleep again almost immediately. Your Papa then went to put you down on the chair realising you were asleep again.
'Y/N!' He said trying to wake you. You woke up again.
'Are you ok Y/N?' He asked a little worriedly.
'I'm just really tired.' You said going to eat breakfast.
After breakfast was done you followed your Papa to where he was doing work. You came and sat on his lap and cuddled into him. Before falling asleep again you whispered, 'I love you Papa.'
The voices in your head that had been persisting for more than a day finally stopped when you were hugged into your Fathers arms.
