It's All for You

One

YOUR POV

She never really was my sister. I was the baby, barely saying full, comprehendible sentences by the time we were sent back to the red room. At least she stuck by me though, that's more then can be said for Natasha.

- Natasha : Hey. I'm back 

- Yelena : I made macaroni and cheese with hot sauce

- Natasha : Nope. Not eating that

- y/n : I'm eating upstairs

- Melina : No you are not. You will eat with the family

- y/n : I'm not a child, you can't tell me what to do. I'm only here because trader joe over there kidnapped me

- Alexei : I am trader joe?

I fucking hate this family. They're not even my family. They're people I did a mission with.

- Melina : Sit down

- Natasha : Is she always like this?

- y/n : No. I'm not. Only when people talk about me in front of me. You're not my family, I hate you all

- Yelena : Just go

- y/n : Thank you, Someone who's finally listening to me

To say I don't want to be here would be an understatement. I hate these people, I can tolerate Yelena but the others make me want to move half way across the world. I'm restraining myself though, it's not just me I have to think of.

- Yelena : We're your family. Why do you treat us like strangers?

- y/n : Because I don't know them. You're tolerable, you trained me. But I don't know them and they act like they expect me to walk in there and hug them

- Yelena : You can't blame Nat, she's our sister

- y/n : I can blame whoever I want because they're not my family, neither are you. I hate you all

- Mila : Mama

- y/n : Come here sweet girl. How was your nap?

- Mila : You not there when I wake up

- y/n : I'm sorry. I was on my way to you when Yelena stopped me

Mila is the result of some fucked up Red Room crap. Dreykov decided he could benefit off of his best widows and combine some soldiers DNA with theirs. If the baby came out a boy then he would be taken away and never seen again, I don't know what happened to them, I wish I knew but it's probably better that I don't. I hate how Mila was created but she's half me. I can't undo the first 3 years of her life but I can make the rest of them as good as I can.

- y/n : Are you hungry?

- Mila : Hungry for mac n cheese

- y/n : Alright. Let's go see if we have any left

- Melina : You shouldn't carry her around everywhere

- y/n : I don't remember asking for your opinion. Will this do sweet girl?

- Mila : Yeah

- y/n : Do you want Mama to hold you or do you think you can sit on the counter?

- Mila : Hold

- y/n : Okay

Mila remembers some of the Red Room. We've only been out for 6 months. I'm trying to do everything I can to show her that we aren't going back, starting with doing whatever she asks when she asks.