"I shoudve told you"

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Tw: yelling, sprained ankle, blood
age: 15
Relationship: ?

"Natasha please, I'm tired"
"Again"
"Nat"
"AGAIN!" She screams
"Natasha give her a break" Steve's argues
"I didn't get a break when I was her age, neither should she. I'm just making her a better fighter"
"Natasha, do you hear yourself talking? Your talking about a horrible place"
"Steve get out, she needs to train"
"Natasha please look at her, she's exhausted"
"She wouldn't if she was better"
"Again y/n"
And there you go again, fighting a boxing bag and putting together the combinations.
Steve eventually leaves the room.

You do it again, and again. Until you can't anymore. You twist your ankle feeling weak and fall to the ground holding your foot in place out of pain.

Natasha walks up to you.
"Get up"
"N-nat"
"GET UP!"
But you don't, you break down crying, Natasha has never seen you cry
"listen to me, I've come from a place where you fight, and train to survive. It's made me stronger and you have-"
"I KNOW OKAY! YOU COME FROM THE RED ROOM, WELL SHOCKER. ME TWO. IVE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU SHIT I JUST WANT THE LITTLE TIME OF MY YOUTH JUST LEAVE ME ALONE" you scream in her face. Tears falling down your face. Natasha stands there in shock. She never knew you came from there, if she did she'd never treat you like that, she would teach you that the world can be better. But instead she hurt you even more.

You try getting up but falling down again because of your ankle
"Let me help-"
"LEAVE ME ALONE!!" You scream.
You bite trough the pain and get up and walk away.

You get into your room. Taking of your shoe. You see that your ankle has swollen and is already starting to turn blue. Right on that point steve walks into your room

"Do you knock?"
"Sorry, I came to-, what the hell happened?!"
"I twisted my ankle" you say.
"I'm going to get Bruce" he says walking away and walking back with Bruce a few minutes later.

"Oh y/n, im going to tape your ankle
I'm okay?" You nod
And he begins taping
While he's doing that someone knocks on your door
"Y/n? Can I come in"
"Not now Natasha" Steve yells
Natasha walks into the room anyway seeing your ankle getting taped in. Only then she notices your bloody hands, Bruised eyes, and exhausted look.

"Nat please leave, she needs rest"
Steve says
Bruce is done with you ankle and walks over to you feeling your forehead since you look a bit pale.
"She's got a fever" Bruce says
"Y/n when was the last time you ate something?"
You shrug.
"Nat, since your here. Can you grab some food for her, something with a lot of sugar" Bruce tells Natasha and she leaves the room.
"Y/n is anything else hurting"
You shake your head
"Alright, get some rest. Don't put to much pressure on your ankle okay?" You nod and thank him and him and Steve leave you alone. A few minutes later Natasha walks in with a penutbutter jelly sandwich. She puts the plate next to you.
You can tell she wants to say something, but doesn't and turns to walk away.

"I should've told you, I'm sorry" you say
She sighs
"If I knew, I never wouldn't have done this y/n. You have to believe me on that"
"I know, and I know you just want me to protect myself if anything happens, but it just brought back so much memories. And every part of my body kept shaking and I couldn't focus anymore"
"Honey, I know just how you feel, and I'm so so sorry"
"No. It's my fault. I should've told you" you again say
She sits down next to you.
"Do you wanna watch a movie?" She asks
"Yeah" you say.
Natasha looks at you
"You do look really pale" she feels your forehead
"God y/n your-"
"I have a fever, I know" you say
Natasha hands you the plate with food. And you start eating
"Don't feel bad, please" you say
"I feel terrible"
"I would've done the same thing" you say
"You would?"
"I would want someone I care about to be able to protect themselves" you say smiling at her
"But next time I say stop, you stop. Trust me I'm hard enough on myself. I don't need you for that"

"Yep, me two" she says and you watch TV the rest of the day

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