Control (Avengers Fan Fiction)

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Scarlett was enjoying the silence. The sound of waves hitting the rocks below drowned out the screaming thoughts in her head. She sat on top of a small cliff that overlooked the lake. Pietro was a few feet away to her left, dangling his legs over the edge.

"Can I ask you a question, Scarlett?" He quietly spoke. He expected a sarcastic but threatening reply. However, all he received was a small nod. "Do you truly believe in HYDRA? In what they do?"

Scarlett was silent for a long time. Soft blue eyes gazed out over the lake. Pietro couldn't take his focus off of her. The wind gently blew her dark hair back. Pink lips were pressed together in a firm line.

"I believe that sometimes bad things have to happen in order for goals to be met, for good things to happen. I don't agree with everything we've ever done and I certainly wouldn't praise everything I've ever done for them, but I.... I do believe in HYDRA."

"I remember when I was blind to how bad they were." Pietro leaned back on his hands. Scarlett's eyes snapped over to him as he spoke. "I was all too focused on trying to end Stark to see how terrible they are."

Scarlett rolled her eyes at him.

"I'm serious, Scarlett. They've murdered so many innocent people—,"

"I'm done having this conversation." She stood to her feet and started to leave when Pietro stopped her. He stood right in front of her.

"This conversation is one that you need to hear. Everyone inside that damned building is too afraid of you to make you mad."

"Because unlike you, they're smart enough to know how dangerous I am." Scarlett glared at him. Her fingers curled into fists by her sides. She pushed past him, making sure her shoulder bumped against his. However since she was shorter than him, her shoulder hit his bicep instead. Pietro locked his jaw for a moment. He had thought that maybe, just maybe she'd finally loosen up.

"Aren't you tired of being alone, princessa?" He turned on his heels to face her. She came to a sudden stop but didn't turn around to face him. "You push everyone away from you with your harsh words and shitty attitude. I'm only trying to help you—,"

"I never said I wanted your help." She spun around to face him. Pietro had no snarky remark or answer for her.

She didn't like the way he was looking at her. His gaze was soft and full of.... of something that wasn't anger or hatred or superiority. The vibrant blue orbs were full of an emotion she had never witnessed before. Was this the kind of thing everyone spoke about when someone who liked them looked their way? Scarlett straightened her posture and let out a soft breath.

"Everyone leaves eventually, Pietro." Her voice was soft and the way she said his name made something in his chest flutter. "There's no point it letting anyone in if they're going to disappoint you."

"But that was when you were with HYDRA, Scarlett. Here you have friends. Hell, you have two parents who are the Black Widow and the Winter Soldier. You just have to give them a chance, princessa." A little smile crossed his lips.

This boy was trying too hard to be her friend. She didn't trust him. Cute guys like him always left after they got what the wanted. Scarlett shook her head and turned away from him again.

"So you're quitting? Without even trying to make friends?" Pietro asked her. He received no answer. He let out a frustrated grunt before running to stand in front of her. "I didn't know Scarlett Rose was a quitter."

"Are you trying to make me angry?" She locked her jaw as she looked up at him.

"I'm trying to get you to understand my point of view, Scarlett." He shook his head at her. Tousled silvery curls fell into his eyes. "There's something in your eyes that fascinates me, Scarlett. Whatever it is, it's drawing me in."