Running From Me *Completed*

Silenced

WARNING: Disturbing features mentioned ahead, if you're easily disturbed skip the first paragraph.

"Then shut her up." He stated.
"Permanently?" The lab coat guy asked with a smirk. What the hell are they going to do to me?!
"Permanently." He reinstated as he left the room.
"Well you heard the man." The lab coat said.

I awoke in my cell, it was dark and my mouth and face ached. My memories flooded back and I quickly reached my hands to my face I tried to scream but it came out muffled and dead. My mouth was sewn shut. I could feel the stitches with my fingers and I pulled my hand away horrified. I began to cry my sobs muffled and strangled. My nose began to clogg and I started to freak out, but soon realised I could breath a little through my mouths new stitching. I breathed in a deep breath as the tears continued to fall. I rubbed at my teary face as I heard voices outside my door.

"You people are crazy. How's she supposed to survive? She'll need to eat!" A familiar voice said. Thats the long haired guy.

"She doesn't need anything." Another voice answered. The guard from earlier.
"The serum put in her was more developed than yours. If she doesn't eat, she'll never need to. If she doesn't sleep, she won't need it. She's stronger than you, greater than you." He said in a hiss. I'll never have to eat or sleep, if I don't keep doing them? Come to think of it I haven't eaten in three days and I feel fine. This honestly just made me more concerned.

"I can't believe you did that too her. She is an innocent woman." The long haired mans voice said low and harsh.

"It's none of your concern Winter Soldier." The guard hissed back. I heard a noise almost like growl as footsteps retreated away from my cell. The Winter Soldier had left. With the silence returned, so did my tears. I felt broken, that little flicker of sarcasm and confidence I thought I had gained, was gone, like I'd never had it. I cried silently before remembering something important. I pulled my silver ring from its hiding place and twirled it in my fingers. I couldn't see it in the dark of my cell, but I could feel the engravings there. I traced the words 'We love you Hope' around the band of silver. I hope my family is okay. I miss them, I'm sure they miss me. I'm sorry I couldn't be home for my birthday. I cried until I fell asleep. That's one habbit I was allowed to keep.

I was woken up to the sound of my cell door opening. I peeled my tired eyes open to see the man I now mentally refered to as the Winter Soldier. He gestured with his head to the hall way. I got up slowly and dragged my way out the door, slowly following him down the corridor. The silence dragged on for the most of the journey. I for obvious reasons couldn't brake the awkward silence. Luckily he did.

"I'm sorry for what they did to you." He said almost to himself. I looked up at him in shock. We locked eyes for a second and he quickly looked away. I smiled a little then winced and moaned at the pain in my jaw and lips. The Soldier looked back at me with pity and I sighed through my nose.

"I'm sorry for all of this and what they're going to put you through. I've been there it's not pretty." He said, this time with a little more confidence. I nodded my head in thanks. Man I'm already sick of this stuck in silence thing.
"I heard, when they first brought you in, that your name was Hope." He looked to me for confirmation. I nodded again.

"I like it." He stated as we stopped at outside the room I had, had my voice taken from me in. I mean, I still had my vocal cords, I just couldn't speak with stitched shut mouth. I looked at it in fear and worry. The Soldier looked at me again with pity and sadness. I half expected him to tell me everything was going to be fine. That I wasn't gonna go through hell in this room. But that would be a blatant lie. I tried to relax my shoulders a bit. I can do this. For my family. I thought about the ring hidden in my bra. No matter what I won't forget them. I was once again strapped to the chair. I shook with fear and anticipation, but this time I didn't cry and I didn't fight. A machine was placed around my head as the Soldier once again left the room, unable to bare watching this. Carter, Ace, Sally, Jeff.
Carter, Ace, Sally, Jeff.
At least they can't take that away.
I started the mantra in my head as the machine buzzed to life and pain began to sear through my brain. My screams caught in my sealed lips.