Always ⊳ Grant Ward [2] ✓

26 | HEARTBREAK

       I CLEANED MY shaky hands on the bathroom sink. I held back the tears that were about to spill. I was not mad. I was just disappointed. I let myself fall in love again, and got my heartbroken; even if it was not intentional. I jumped when I saw a person standing next to me.  I looked up, with hidden tears in my eyes, to James. "What do you want?" I asked him.

He stayed quiet, and took a towel. He put some water on it, and pressed it on my cheek. "You got blood on your face," He explained, cleaning it off. I looked down at the sink. "Did something happen with Grant?" He asked me, taking a dry towel. I shook my head sideway, denianing the question. "Hunter?" He asked after a few minutes of silence.

I look up to him, not being able to stop the tears from falling. "I can't seem to fall in love, without being hurt." I told him. He put down the towel, and looked at me quietly. "I hate when people see me cry. I don't like to seem vulnerable."

"You aren't vulnerable. People cry when they have been strong for too long." James said to me. "I read it by accident in one of your books. It had different qoutes on them. Although, they were mostly Harry Potter, Taylor Swift and some person named Carol Danvers." He said.

A smile broke on my face, due to James' confused look. "Well, I guess me being strong for to long is true." I told him, leaning on the sink. I looked at him in atonishment. He did not asked for details, nor judge. Well, he might judge me silently; but that is better than out loud. "Why are you here listening to me? Why aren't you laughing or commenting how stupid love is?" I asked him. I was curious why he had stick with me for this long.

James leant on the wall in front of me, playing with the towel in his hands. "Because at the end of the day we all break, and when we do; we should always have someone to glued us back together." He told me. "I haven't been truly in love. Well, what I can remember." He  joked, causing me to let a small laugh. "Plus, you are a nice person to be around. The type of person that the world needs. You are strong, is not easy to keep order in here. Specially now, when it's divided within SHIELD." He explained. "Hunter might have hurt you, but those scars will only make you tougher. Guys like him are just bumps in the roads. You have to go over them. It will be hard, but you got a great friend ready to catch you." He said to me. He put the towel down, and send me a smile.

I smirked lightly, looking at him. "Which friend?" I asked him. James looked at me unamused. "Skye, or Fizzy? Maybe, it could be Steve?" I joked, holding back a smile. James chuckled at me, rolling his eyes.

"Me. You got me." James said, looking at me. Those were simple words, but it meant a lot. "You got me, to pick you up." He explained, more sirius now. I smiled at him, before hugging him. He was clearly surprised, as he froze when I hugged him. Nonetheless, he hugged back.

"And you got me. We got each other." I told him. I pulled away, taking a deep breath. He passed me my jacket and my gun.

"Time to Skye," He said, smirking at me.

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I walked out of the plane, with James next to me. "You can't hurt anyone. They are some oblivious to their's leader's plans." I told him.

"Got it," James said to me. "We should have waited for the rest." He said, looking around. "Time to take out their eyes." He said, pressing the bottom of one of Fitz's toy. A smirk became present on my face when I saw the cameras turn off.