Fear on Fire - Steve Rogers x Reader (Completed)

Part 6

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Your clenched your jaw so hard your teeth began to throb as tears cascading down your cheeks. You opened your eyes that you had shut so tightly it was hard to pry them apart, but as soon as they were open, your vision was blurry because of the tears that filled your eyes. Your left leg had been replaced by bones that looked like they were made of metal and you winced. So the shark attack was real, at least you knew that. But what if HYDRA just cut your leg off and made you think it was a shark attack? No, because what use would that be to them?

You let your eyes glide across the thick, metal femur you now possessed and your gaze involuntarily flicked across your patella and down your leg to examine your fibula and tibia. The foot was also bone, including a tarsal, a metatarsal, and phalanges, and you furrowed your brow. It wasn't just odd that they gave you fake, metal bones as a prosthetic, it was also odd how large the bones were for your size. They looked like they would be the bones of a 230-pound man. A man like Steve Rogers.

You lifted your head from your new leg and glared at the agents. The man from earlier smirked and walked over to you, leaning down and placing his hands on his knees to put his face in front of yours. "How'd you sleep, darlin'?" He winked and you scoffed and leaned away from him. He was much too close for comfort and the only thought that was running through your brain was that you would rather be thrown in the ocean again than for him to flirt with you and be in such close proximity with you.

You chose not to respond, thankful that you were only worried that you were panicking again instead of having another panic attack and decided that your method of escape was to remain silent so that they would give up on you. Then maybe you could find Steve on your way out. Probably not, but it didn't hurt to have faith.

"What, you don't like that pet name?" He chuckled softly and began running his fingertips across your sides. "You like that, darlin'?"

You kept telling yourself that you could last a bit longer until you figured out a better plan,  but he was touching you in ways you never wanted him to touch you. You squirmed away from his hands and scrunched your nose, accidentally releasing a whimper.

He pulled away from you with that stupid smirk still on his face and shook his head, tsking softly as he turned away from you. "Your little boyfriend isn't going to come and save you. You should know that."

You wanted so badly to keep your mouth shut but you couldn't help yourself. "He's not my boyfriend." You exhaled sharply and closed your eyes.  You needed to remain composed. You couldn't lash out on him because then there was no way you would ever escape. "How much of that was real?"

"Whatever do you mean, darlin'?" You wanted to smack the smug smile off his face as he turned towards you once more with a fake bewildered expression on his face.

"I know you brainwashed me into thinking that he saved me and brought me back home. I'll say it again: How much of it was real?" You spoke through gritted teeth as you leaned forward and glared at the man through your eyelashes. The armed agents standing around you seemed the least bit intimidated by you and he wasn't much better.

"Why do you want to know?" He smirked and took a step forward, a new smirk forming onto his face. "Oh... You wanna know if he loves you back. You wanna know if you told him about your stupid little fear, don't you?"

You leaned back and swallowed thickly. Even HYDRA knew about your phobia and they were right about it too. It was a stupid fear that you were ashamed of. You didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing he struck a nerve but you couldn't help it. It was already too late.

"There it is. I got you there, didn't I?"

"Answer me." You spoke sternly, brushing the pain and dread away and focusing on the task at hand. You tried convincing yourself it didn't matter that they knew about your fear.