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𝟷𝟷. ᴍʏ ʙᴏᴅʏ ʜᴀᴛᴇs ᴍᴇ

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My eyes flutter open to the stark white ceiling above me, the faint beeping of machines echoing around the room. My body aches and the memory of what happened floods back in bits and pieces.
As I try to move, I feel restraints on my wrists holding me down and fear courses through me and my breathing picks up. Why am I restrained? How long have I been out?

The beeping of the machine speeds up and everything suddenly becomes too loud. I go to cover my ears but the restraints hold me back and I hear people rushing towards my room. Bruce comes into my view and anger immediately takes over and as he makes it to the door I scream "What is wrong with you!?" He stops in his tracks almost immediately and the nurses behind him quickly back away.

"Avrora, are you.. do you.. do you feel like hurting someone?" He asks hesitatingly.

"I feel like kicking your stupid ass!" I scream back, my russian accent stronger than ever for some reason. What is he talking about?

The next second my dad comes running to us but before he can enter the room Bruce sticks out his arm to block him. "Avrora, I need you to calm down." He responds gently which just pisses me off even more.

"Я спокоен, ты, идиот!" (I am calm, you idiot) I growl. His expression turns to confusion and I hear Tony shouting for Natasha behind him.

"Listen, if you want me to remove the restraints then you need to calm down so I know you aren't going to hurt anyone." He sighs and Natasha sprints to their side.

"я сделаю тебе больно, если ты не прекратишь болтать." (I'm going to hurt you if you don't stop talking.) I give them all a death glare and Natasha translates what I said quietly before they all walk out the room, locking it behind them. Seriously? Where am I possibly going to go?

A few minutes later Natasha walks in alone and sits beside me. I clench my fists and I can tell she notices as she moves away slightly, realising she's too close.

"Avrora, do you know who we are?" She interrogates softly and I nod and roll my eyes at the stupid question.

"Okay.. do you remember what happened?" I search my brain for answers and I can only remember up until leaving the museum. I slowly shake my head- why don't I remember?

"Hey- it's okay. You were injected with something, we don't know what yet." She fills me in.

"так вот почему я скован, как животное!?" (Is that why I'm shackled like an animal!?) I push, fury taking control again. She shakes her head at me and sighs.

"Avrora.. why are you only talking in russian?" What? No im not? Am I?

"I- I didn't realise.." I let out. With that she leaves the room, not even explaining why i'm restrained.

What I assume is a few minutes later Bruce and my dad enter the room, Bruce staying near the door and my dad sitting where Natasha had sat moments ago and takes my hand in his. I hold his back, secretly terrified.

"Avrora.. you- you attacked someone when you woke up yesterday. Do you remember?" What? My heart shatters in my chest and my breath hitches. I- I hurt someone?
My chest tightens, my breaths coming in short, frantic gasps. The world around me seems to blur, the walls closing in as if to suffocate me. My heart pounds in my ears, a deafening rhythm of fear. Memories and worries swirl in my mind, a chaotic storm threatening to consume me. I try to steady myself, but the panic grips me fiercely, refusing to let go. Tears well up in my eyes, a mix of frustration and helplessness washing over me. How did I hurt someone- why? In this moment of overwhelming vulnerability, I feel lost in a sea of emotions, struggling to find solid ground amidst the turmoil.