41: Nighttime Training

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Jade's P.O.V

Sometimes I think I miss a life of crime. I don't like being cooped up in the tower all day and night. I feel like an animal in a cage. Sometimes me and Steve go on walks around a New York but that doesn't feel the same as going places. Me and Steve have been training a lot lately. And I've been hiding a few things from the rest of the team. I wake up in the middle of the night and train. Nightmares keep me awake at night so I try and calm myself down by punching a bag full of sand or by throwing a knife at a wooden dummy. I've beaten Steve two times during training. He's beaten me five times. I did some training with Johnny, Matt, Emma, Clint, and Natasha. Training with both Matt and Emma brought back some old memories. Thea and Arianna trained with me the one day for a little bit but I got a little tired. When fighting both of them it's a little difficult.
You guys are probably wondering what I am doing. Glad you asked. I had woken up 2 hours ago and now I'm in the training room throwing knives at a wooden fight dummy. It helped me take anger out. I was wearing a black tank top and a pair of dark purple colored shorts with a pair of black sneakers. I practiced slicing through objects with my katanas. I had turned on the machine that spits out tennis balls. I sliced through to many tennis balls leaving them on the floor in a shredded mess. I smiled at my fantastic work of art before putting back my katanas.
I kicked and punched the bag full of sand a few times. I had wrapped a sports tape around my knuckles. I yelled out in pain when I punched the bag a little too hard. I held my hand in pain and shook it gently. I hissed a little bit before pulling off the tape at a fast speed. My knuckles were bleeding a little bit. I ran over to the closet and pulled out some alcohol and poured it over my bleeding knuckles. I hissed a little bit at the burning feeling that the alcohol caused on my wound.
"Jade?" A familiar voice asked. I looked up to see Steve with his arms crossed over his muscular chest. I clenched my injured fist before rubbing my forehead.
"Hey Stevie" I said tiredly. He raised his eyebrows at me before walking down the small set of stairs and began making his way toward me. He went to grab my injured hand but I pulled away, "I'm fine."
"Let me see" he ordered. I slowly laid my hand in his larger one. He looked over my injured hand slowly grazing his thumb over my knuckles. He grabbed a paper towel from the closet and dabbed the alcohol off of my hand. He then grabbed a pack of bandages and wrapped them around my knuckles. Once he was done I dropped my hand to my side and looked up at him.
"Sooo-" I started but he cut me off.
"What are you doing down here at 4 in the morning?" He asked crossing his arms over his chest.
"Well-"
"Seriously Jade, I got worried! Lucy was crying saying that you know how to calm her down so I went to go find you but you weren't in the room" Steve said.
"Shut up and let me explain!" I yelled. He looked at me in shock for a second, "I meant to tell you sooner... I come down here every time I have nightmares. Steve, I can't sleep at night any more. I-I come down h-here and take my a-anger out on the stupid wooden dummies!"
I kicked one of the dummies making it's head fly across the room and hitting something with tears in my eyes. I sat down on the floor in a crumpled mess. I pulled my knees to my chest and buried my face in my knees. I felt a hand on my back and Steve slowly sat down with me. I leaned into Steve's side and cried softly into his shoulder.
"Come on" Steve said picking me up bridal style and carrying me out of the training room. He carried me into the elevator and we went back to our floor. I heard Lucy crying softly so when Steve put me down I went to go sing Lucy her special lullaby. My mother use to sing the lullaby to me to help me sleep. It seems to work on Lucy.
Once she was asleep again I walked out of the room and closed the door behind me. Steve was in his room so I decided to knock on his door. He opened the door and looked at me tiredly. He allowed me inside and I jumped onto his bed but ended up hissing in pain when I landed on my injured hand. Steve walked over and laid down next to me and pulled me close. I hugged him tightly and buried my head in his warm chest. Soon I found myself slowly falling asleep.

Awww! A little Captain Raven moment!😍~ Kenlee Faith❤️❤️❤️

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