A story about two women going through the stages of grief. Walking through the park bumping into eachother one day. Two kids bringing these women together. But something is weird, this universe is-
A Wanda × Agatha story. In this book they will not...
"I can't explain it what i saw" Here I am sitting in this couch. Talking to a therapist, Bucky's therapist. After that weird thing that happened, I was snapped back into reality. With Agnes shaking me and some towel over my head. Weird but sweet scent around me.
"It's okay take your time" I begin to explain what i had seen. The woman who said she was my mother. I don't even remember my own mother face. I was only ten when my parents were killed. Being taken away and put into this orphanage with my brother Pietro. We were forced to take these pills that would put us to sleep for hours. The things they would do to us i forced myself to forget everything.
I was rescued by Steve and the rest of shield agents. The day was the most happiest and saddest day ever. As me and Pietro tried to escape, they found us. I was able to get out the window and as i try to pull Pietro, he got shot.
As what felt like hours of sitting in this couch and crying. She ended up telling me is probably a trauma response and i have an appointment to check on my anxiety and ptsd. As i get out the room i let out a sigh. I see my boys sat on the floor and coloring. While Agnes sits on the couch watching them. She sits up when she see's me, coming to me pulling me into a hug.
"I don't wanna be here" i burry my head in her neck not wanting the boys see me cry.
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"Mommy" I pull away from her and she whips my tears.
"Yeah baby" I walk over to them and sit down.
"Look Tommy gave me his favorite crayon" Billy happily smiles at me. I cup his face and kiss his head. The car ride was silent, Agnes was driving us home.
"PARK!" Tommy yells which then causes Billy to as well. Right the way to our house we have to pass the park, which is avoid all the time for this reason. "Mommy pretty please can we play in the park?"
"Please mommy"
"Boys please another day when mommy is feeling okay" i hear them groan and Tommy begins to kick the seat. And just my luck he is sitting behind me. "Tommy I promise"
"MAMA PLEASE MOMMY IS BEING MEAN!" The car comes to a halt making us all jerk forward. I look over at Agnes who is staring blankly forward. Her hands grip the steering wheel tightly. Did he just-
"Tommy, your mom said no" Her voice sounded different. No emotion attached to it, didn't look over nothing. She continued to drive home silence being twice as loud. My phone vibrates and I take out my sweater.
Nat👩🏻🦰
We found leads You still have that letter?
Yeah why?
Bring it in tomorrow okay We will talk at the office
