Love in the Dark

Silly Rabbit, Trix Are For Kids

Warnings- violence, cussing and some dark Brooke 🫢😏

Song for this chapter is-
Vigilante Shit by Taylor Swift

2 Years Later,

It's been 2 years since i left the compound, since i left Steve behind. I've learned to cope with my loss and the pain and i've dealt with it by stopping criminals, robbers, thugs and gropers, beating the shit outta them, leaving some bruises and scars.

I'm on my vigilante era

"Hey! Hands OFF." I warn this pervert who's trying to get his filthy hands on this helpless waittress in the alleyway.

"Fuck Off." He says to me and that was exactly what i was hoping he would say. I aim and throw my sai at him, and he cries out in pain, as he's holding his hand out that has my sai stabbed through the middle of his hand, I walk over to him.

"I Said Hands Off, Didn't I?" I Tsk at him. I motion my eyes to the waitress to leave and she thanks me.

"You Bitch, You're going to pay for that." He grits through the pain.

"Oh Yea I'm Sure Of It." I say with a smile. I stomp on his other hand, smashing it with my boot. I grab my sai, and i pull it out upwards, slicing his hand and his middle finger in half. He cries even louder.

"Maybe You Should Have Listened, When I Said Hands Off, I Don't Warn Twice." I retort. He lies down as he continues to cry in pain.

"You Can Probably Get That Stitched Up If You Go Now" I start to say as i walk away but i stop, i turn my head but not all the way.

"If I See You Near That Girl Again Or Any Other Girl, Your Other Hand Will Get It Worse, Among Other Parts." I say with a smirk as i walk away. I swipe the blood away from my sai. I frown when i see i got a little bit of blood on my new bomber jacket, granted i have a signature look but i changed my black bomber jacket to dark green.

I thought i could use a change

I mutter a fuck as i'm trying to get the blood off, when i hear my phone ring in my pocket.

Ring

Ring

Answer

"Yea." I say as i try to wipe the blood of my sleeve.

"I Thought We Agreed On Subtle Ms.Ryan." Fury says quite annoyed.

"I'm Beginning To Think We Know Different Definitions Of The Word Subtle, Fury." I say nonchalantly.

"There's Only One Definition Ms.Ryan." He says, definitely annoyed.

"You Wanted The Job Done and I Completed It, Did I Dismantle The Private Part Of a Mafia Guy, Maybe, But Did I Kill Anyone Like I Could Have And Left A Worse Scene To Clean Up, Definitely Not."

"Maybe Instead Of Sending You A Jacket I Should Have Send You A Dictionary."

"Perhaps." I smirk.

"Don't Make Me Call Again, You're Making It Quite Difficult To Keep You Out Of Sight Ms.Ryan."

"Yea Alright." I huff.

"Wait- Would You Like To Know How He's Doing?"

"Who, The Mafia Guy?"

"Funny But No, We Both Know Who I'm Talking About... Brooke."

"It's Been Two Years, You've Coped Rather Well I Should Say, Don't You Think It's Time To Talk To Him."

"I'll Be Subtle From Now On, Goodbye... Nick." I say as i roll my eyes.

I hang up on Fury as i make my way to my cabin that Fury arranged for me. The night i left, i waltz into his office and asked for a favor, to keep me hidden till i healed and also when i was ready to see Steve and the others again, but the thing is, i was ready and i wanted to go back to Steve a year ago.