Georgie is a washed up hydra lab rat who is trying to get her life back together which is failing miserably.
Until she comes across bucky and the avengers and meets her lovebird.
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"you always trip and they always expect you to get up sometimes you...
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Georgie woke up feeling worse than she usually did, she felt hot and sweaty her head was pounding and she didn't want to get up. She crawled into a ball and sunk into the bed as deep as she could, she dug her head in her pillow and tried to close her eyes trying to sleep again, failing miserably.
"jarvis what time is it." she groaned. "9:24 miss" "alright thanks." Well guess she wasn't going to school today, not like she wanted to anyways she didn't have enough energy to do anything. Everyone probably knows her stupid secret she's so stupid, a dumb weak ass bitch she gripped her hands onto the sink her knuckles turning white.
If no one knew she would've taken her blade out right then but she couldn't she fought back the urge, she made a promise she couldn't break it not right now she didn't have the energy to have a shower even though she looked messed up she splashed water on her face and breathed. She was so used to being hurt and abused it felt wrong when it didn't happen. She sat on the floor shutting her eyes taking a few deep breaths.
'in and out' she repeated in her head as she finally calmed herself down. She sat on her bed her leg blocking up and down while she placed her head in her hands shaking. She got changed into a simple outfit, black sweats a grey hoodie and some random shirt she found she brushed her hair added some eyeliner with concealer to hide those ugly eye bags she was debating on going downstairs she didn't want everyone's pity, she was fine... well sort of. not the point right now.
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She simply went downstairs and was praying no one was there, of course they were. Ugh why couldn't they all just you know do something without each other i dunno why are they always together. She quickly turned away she didn't want the hugs saying everything would be okay they would always be there, she heard it and it was always lies. She thought about going to the training room she wanted to let some anger out she was frustrated with everything. She already figured it out mj told peter which then he told tony and yeah you get it she was pissed at everyone.
The only she wanted to feel was pain but she couldn't you know do what she usually did. So she skipped wrapping her hands ignoring voices saying she should, whatever. Before she did that she decided to shoot a gun and throw some knives stuff she was also good at. She hit each target perfectly in the middle knives and small holes in the centre she rubbed her eyes ignoring her fact she was tired, she couldn't be weak again everyone knew her lack of strength now.
She stood in front of the punching bag and channeled everything that made her angry. Fucking hydra, her dad, her scars, her fucking 'eating habits' as everyone called them. She felt the blood dripping down onto the floor below and some going down her sleeves, the bag broke sand pouring onto the floor, she could do better there was always room for improvement.
She picked up another bag and hooked it up, she started punching it feeling angrier than before, she watched as the bag flew across the room and she let out a small breath as she wiped her head, staring at her hands she saw the blood, she felt a stinging sensation as she stretched her fingers, she smiled to herself finally she could feel something. She told herself she'd clean up the mess later she was tired.
