broken mirrors

~ playing with the villan ~

self harm warning
drug warning

After finding out the truth about the dog tag the memories started flooding her head and it was beginning to be too much to handle so she excused herself. She decided to do the two things that always made her feel no pain. Weed, coke and hurting herself.
She looked up at her tear stained pillow and rubbed her puffy eyes. She took the blade out and started cutting deep. The blood had poured everywhere staining her sleeves. She breathed a sigh of relief.
"much better."
She made the cuts up along her arm after deciding it was enough. She snuck out the door quickly she had her converse on a navy sweater and she had black shorts on with her hair laying in her face. She walked up to an old friend she met a long time ago.
"zach." She walked down the alleyway he was always in.
"hey there gorgeous."
"don't flatter yourself." She said rolling her eyes.
"listen i need some coke and just give me some vodka?"
"yeah of course mi amor."
Rolling her eyes again she took her money she snagged from tony's wallet.
Taking the stuff she gave him a kiss of the cheek.
"bye mi amor."
"bye zach." She said smiling.
If tony found out she's dead but who even cares.

She stashed a spare bill and rolled it sniffing it up her nose.
"finally it's been to long."
She chugged the bottle of vodka before she realised she had to get back before someone sent a missing report. Actually no they wouldn't no one cared about her. She was walking when she noticed a lady getting harassed. It's a little late is it not.
"pick on someone your own size dickweed."
She signalled for the lady to run and she did.
"well well well."
"well hurry up." Moving her hands to motion.
She got punched in the face hearing a small crack in her nose. Tasting the thick blood that poured down her body. She kicked him into a wall and the walls cracked a bit. She punched him in the face and he did it back she knew there was going to be a bruised eye. He pulled out a knife and she knew what to do. She used her powers to make him point it at himself
"w-what i'm not even moving it!"
"freak!"
I made him put the knife in his stomach.
"im so good."
She skipped away feeling drunk as fuck. Not even knowing how she did that anyways.
She felt so high and she loved it. She started giggling on her way back. She wanted to have more but she knew everyone was going to have a panic attack. Maybe?

She walked into the lounge room grabbing a cup when she heard a bunch of noise coming from the conference room. She walked in with her water.
"what's all the noise for."
"there you are." Tony said.
She stood there confused. They cared?
She took a sip of water then tried to leave when a metal arm wrapped around her wrist. She flinched it was the arm she'd usually hurt herself on.
he pushed her into a chair.
"where were you." Nat said.
"performing a concert for my fans."
"funny joke seriously."
"i was out."
"doing what." bucky chimed in.
"uh."
How does she say doing drugs drinking got into a street fight and could've died.
"what's on your face." Steve said.
Oh shit the purple must've circled her eye making people notice there was a bruise.
"uh.u-um i tripped."
"your stuttering." Bucky said.
"the truth." nat said arms crossed.
"okay fine this man was picking on an old lady so i punched the living shit out of him and then he hit me then he had a knife so i made him point it at himself and then made him stab himself in the stomach you should've seen it it was so cool."
"impressive." nat said.
"okay but we don't stab people." steve said
"he stabbed himself."
"touché." tony said
"thanks for the chat but i'm leaving."
She said yawning.
"no come back." bucky said
"what now."
"no more sneaking out."
"i didn't i just simply left."
"i like her." nat said.
"seriously im leaving now peace." She wasn't going bed though she was going to get another glass of water.