Romanova [COMPLETED STORY]

14

"Hey Niki, shouldn't you be in your room?"

"It's very boring in there Natalia. You should know that I don't like doing the same thing for weeks."

"Nobody does. So you're training instead?"

"Yes."

"Well I'll leave you to it then."

"Perfect," I walked away and over to the other end of the gym.

  I grabbed a bow and a quiver full of arrows and set up a target. It's been a while since I've played with arrows. I used to be pretty good at archery, but I don't know about now. I stepped back and pulled an arrow from the quiver, pulling it back and aiming for the middle. I took a deep breath and let the arrow fly through the air. Bullseye. Still got it I guess.

  I loaded the bow again and stepped back a few more steps and aimed again. Bullseye. I kept moving further and further back until I was almost at the other side of the gym. I finally ran out of arrows and turned around and saw Natalia staring at me with wide eyes.

  "What?"

  "You can shoot."

  "I can."

  "Really well."

  "Thank you."

  "You could really be useful for the Avengers you know. If you can shoot like that, and fight."

  "I can do alot of things, I could work for the Avengers, but I don't want to."

  "I get that, but why? You won't have to see me."

  "I'm just not interested in saving the world."

  "I don't get you."

  "It would be hard to get someone you just met," I put the bow back on the stand and walked out.

  I walked back upstairs and everyone hadn't moved since the last time I saw them.

  "None of you told me Natalia was down there," I said in a huff.

  "I didn't know you wanted us to tell you," Clint smirked.

  "Let's not forget how easily I knocked you out."

  "I don't think I could."

  "Good, don't make me do it again," I gave him a stare and then walked back into my room.

  I'll admit, not being alone in the gym was comforting, but I wish someone else was down there instead of Nati. I just don't know if I'm ready to forgive her yet. She's trying, and I respect that, but I could've died because of her. When the time comes, she'll be my sister again and maybe we'll finally be able to live a normal life, but now is not that time.

  I changed back into regular clothes and stared at the wall. Was I being too harsh? Maybe. I feel bad for treating her this way but a little part of me keeps screaming at me to hold her accountable for her actions. Like a little devil sitting on my shoulder. Poking and screaming just to get my attention. I knew I had to eventually, maybe I should just get it over with.

  If I did forgive her though, I wouldn't have a valid excuse to not join the Avengers. They aren't letting me leave and won't until I agree to join their team. I don't want to be pent up here anymore, I've gotta figure some shit out.
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