Broken Together

Chapter 8

Cassie's POV

After Agent Romanov left my room I began to feel a little less intimidated by my surroundings. She told me about SHIELD and how she came to find them. She told me about all the members of the Avengers and how they strive to protect everyone they can from all the evil forces that plague the world we live in. In return, I told her about myself and how I was taken captive by HYDRA when I was around 28 years old, and how my powers worked. I told her when they started and what HYDRA had done to me.

She listened intentively and just talking to her for a short bit allowed me to open my trust  to her. I felt accepted as an equal rather than a slutty slave freak that would have tests conducted on her. I told Agent Romanov about how I knew the Winter Soldier and everything he had done to me. It surprised me to know that he was the one that saved me from HYDRA. She told me that hearing his side of the story would be better coming from him than someone else.

    The thought of the Winter Soldier saving someone like me and bringing me to a safe place didn't sit right in my mind. I believe he is still working for HYDRA. They will come for me soon, so I don't plan to get too comfortable with this place and the freedom I have acquired. She left me to go find the blonde man that had come with her, Steve.

    Since she left, about two hours ago, I have been on and off sleeping and thinking. Nothing makes sense about the Winter Soldier. His best friend is the blonde man that was in here right after him. He was taken captive around the same time I was, but we were both on opposite sides of the world. He was experimented on too, but he got his memory wiped clean after every mission. This all is news to me. I never got my memory wiped; I had to live with the painful memories of all the testing and all the beatings and every single look of lust and hunger that was gestured in my way.

    I finally start to drift back to sleep, but beneath my eyelids I could see the torture and feel the pain from all the experimentation, and all the long nights I cried to sleep after my guards had their fun. It was almost like I could hear the mass chaos of the training/torture rooms and feel their disgusting hands on me. It all feels so real.

    I hear a loud 'bang' while I am asleep and wake up still feeling the hands on me, and hearing chaos around me. I throw my arms around and kick my legs to make sure this isn't real. I scream and violently throw my body around to get away. I open my eyes and see a man on top of me, ripping at my clothes.

    "Quit squirming! No one can help you. Not that any of them would." The man on top of me spoke, and I began to silently cry like I normally would when John would get on me like this. I stopped squirming and lie there like I am supposed to and wait till he is done. I can feel the lustful kisses on my neck, and I feel the wandering hands going up and down, and everything he wants, he gets, "That's right sweetheart. John may be dead, but that doesn't mean you are free. You didn't think it would be that easy did you?"

    I continue to lay where I am, far too afraid to ignite my powers. I don't want to hurt anybody, just to escape this torture. I feel him pulling at me, almost scratching my skin open. I jerked when he did something I didn't liked and he came back down to my neck with a knife pressed against it. "You have a problem princess?"

    "No. I don't. I'm sorry. I just jerked, I'm sorry." I can feel the tears coming through to my eyes again.

    "Then don't move!" He held his hand back to slap me, but just as he came down someone grabbed his arm and threw him across the room. I tried to get up and move away, but everything inside me hurts too badly.

    "Why don't you treat her like a lady rather than the piece of trash you have become?" The voice sounds so familiar, but I am too exhausted to move my head. I feel a blanket wrap around my partially naked body and hear the same voice whisper in my ear, "It's okay. I'm not going to let them hurt you again. I promise." I feel my body rise up against a warm body, and a soft subtle movement as I drift into a deep sleep.