Power

Saviour

I didn't know what to say. What do you do when someone who left you to die comes to save you? I mean, I could've even be hallucinating. He left me there, why would he come back? So many questions were running through my mind as I stared at him. But anger was slowly starting to take over. I felt betrayed and confused. I took a shaky step back, but my knees wobbled and I fell with a thud.

He put his mask back on, checked to see if anyone was coming, slipped a hand behind my knees and started carrying me out the cell. I squirmed and opened my mouth to scream, but he covered it with his hand.

I was too exhausted to fight. I was so numb and so weak. I closed my eyes, my heart beating loudly and my breath shaky. Another metal sound and a blinding light hit my face, causing me to frown and groan in pain.

When I finally opened my eyes, I was outside a huge concrete building, surrounded by all of the Avengers who were staring at me.

"Put me down!" I spit. My voice sounded weird and raspy when I talked. I got just enough energy to push him away. I fell on the pavement with a thud.

"Hannah..." started Wanda, tears in her eyes.

"You...you..." I started, trying to find the right word to call them. 

The people who broke my heart and my trust. Tears formed in my eyes and I clenched my teeth.

"After a month, we were finally able to hack their system and get you out" said Tony. 

How could he act so unbothered? Anger boiled under my skin. The pain knowing that these people who I trusted the most in this world put me through hell.

I got up and stared at them. I struggled not to fall down.

"I know you want answers. But we need to go back to the Tower, you aren't safe here" said Tony.

"You..." I started.

"...you left me. You left me to...to die." I said in a brittle voice, my eyes watery.

He sighed. I saw all of them looking away, sorrow in their eyes.

"You left me!" I shouted. I could barely speak, my throat was sore from all the screaming in pain.

"We had to. You were kidnapped by HYDRA. They told us we either leave you there...or they kill you."

He swallowed a lump in his throat.

"We came up with a plan and saved you".

"I rather would have been killed by them than go through what I've been through!' I yelled again.

I saw their eyes filling with pain as they looked at each other. Bucky gazed down.

"We didn't want you to die, Hannah...They left us no choice. We had to betray you in order to save you" said Wanda.

I didn't believe this.

"I trusted you" I said.

"Hannah, please..." spoke Steve.

"You w-were all a f-family to me" I felt the tears rolling down my face. "I g-gave you my heart and my trust and y-you broke me!"

"You left me behind!" I yelled again, sobbing. "I hate you!"

They all looked down, their expressions contorted in sadness. Tony sighed and gazed deeply at me.

"I hate you the most! You never should've saved me from that school! I'm here b-because of y-you! You fixed m-my heart just so you can break it even harder! I hate you!" I screamed.

I could see on his face he was hurt, but he didn't say anything. I didn't care that I hurt him.

I collapsed on the pavement, screaming. From the anger, the pain, the betrayal, everything. It was too overwhelming. I gripped my stomach as I screamed and cried. My face was hot and wet and my throat scratchy, my whole body hurt as I stood there, shaking and screaming. 

He pulled me up and hugged me. I hit him and squirmed and pushed him away, but he didn't move. He held me tightly in the hug, and I sobbed until I couldn't breathe. I wet his expensive shirt and probably got snot all over it, but he didn't care. I shook in his arms, gripping to his jacket, trying to find an anchor to help me survive this. I couldn't think straight, my mind was a self-destructive roller coaster. I was so exhausted. I cried and sobbed and yelled in his arms. He cried with me, silently. I could feel his shallow breath and wet beard against my cheek, that's how I knew.

I hated him. I hated all of them. But I was so exhausted, and the hug was so warm, and I couldn't stop crying. There, in the moment, I clung to him desperately, trying to slow down my breathing. I cried my heart out. I felt the others watching, some of them, crying, too.

I wanted a rescuer, a saviour. I wanted to be okay.