Lost

7

Natasha's pov:

For the first time in a long time Im happy. Im whole.
When I thought Dreykov killed Anya a part of me died with her, and now I can feel it again.

Hope.

Anya's PoV:

I'm not sure how long we were in others arms for but mom? Or Natasha? I don't know but her shirt was wet with my tears, so apparently I'd been crying, I hadn't even noticed.

I slowly peel my body away from hers and she looks down at me cupping my face with her hands.

"Stay with me, don't go back to him"
She tells me

I didn't know what to say, she'd basically just asked me to turn my back on my home.Of course I didn't want to go back but it's the only place I've ever known.how could I survive without it?

"But what about Dreykov?"

"I'll kill him"
She states anger visible on her face

"Okay"
I reply and return to my position in the crook of her neck

"Come on малыш let's go to bed"
She tells me pulling away from the hug and offering her hand for me to take.

Natasha's pov:

I offer my hand to her and she looks hesitant at first.it's as if she's fighting with her own thoughts, of course I know some part of her still feels like completing the mission, but I can only hope that with time she'll be able to be here without thinking about the red room.

I led her up towards my room, deciding to go the long way so that we wouldn't bump into anyone else.

We got to my room and I pushed open my door. I never decorated so it was just as it came:light grey walls and black sheets.

"Would you like to shower"
I ask my daughter

"Please"
She replied

I walk into the bathroom taking out a towel from the cupboard under the sink. And turning on the shower.

"Twist it this way for hot and this way for cold"
I demonstrate before turning to leave the room.

Before I reach the door I'm stopped by my name being called.

"Natalia?"

"Yes"

"What should I call you"
She asks

"I go by Natasha now, you can call me that if you'd like.you know until you're ready?"
I reply stumbling over my words

"Are you going to leave"
She questioned, completely vulnerable

" I can stay if you'd like "

Anya's pov:

After I had showers I was ushered towards the bed.

"Get some sleep, I'll take the couch"
She tells me

I just nod, turning over to face away from the couch.

After about an hour of toss and turning. I stand up and leave the room in hopes of finding a training room of some sort.

I walk into the elevator and notice they're are no buttons.I stand there for abit before I remember what nat did back in her room.

"Jarvis?"
I speak

"Yes Ms how can I help"
The voice reply's

"How do you work the elevator"
I ask

"It's all voice controlled, let me know where you'd like to go and I will take you."Jarvis says

"Oh ok can u take me to the training room?"

"No problem ms"
The ai tells me

I eventually made it to the training room and it's massive, even bigger than the red rooms one.

"These guys have got money"I thought

I look up at the time 1:24
If I try hard enough I can be up and back in bed before Nat even wakes up.

I step onto the treadmill and set it to sprint.

I run for about three hours and make my way over to the punching bags.I didn't have anything to wrap my hands with but I never really use it anyway.

I start with light jabs,that turn into not very light jabs.
Every punch is fuelled with anger.

I'm angry at Dreykov for his lies.
I'm I don't even know what I'm angry at Natasha for.
But mostly I'm angry at myself.

I'm not good enough
I can't even complete a mission without letting my emotions get in the way
Why am I even here?
I have no home
I have nothing
I have no place in this world

At this point tears are running down my face and my hands are bloody, but I don't stop.Not until I feel arms around my body.I struggle in their grip at first until I realise who it is.

A/N

Sorry this took like 2 day I just couldn't be bothered I'm ngl

Also I'm pretty sure this book is like 2nd in #natasharomanoffsdaughter
So that's cool

Hru?