Romanogers Part 2💗

Chapter 26: Bewildered

*Natasha's point of view*

My heart sank. There he is, battered and bruised. Which bastard did this to him. I held my hand up to my mouth to stop the cries from releasing themselves from my body. I have to stay strong, for him.

I rushed over immediately and my heart shattered. He was covered in bruises and scars and cuts. It made me physically feel sick.

I tried to say something but nothing came to my mouth, only to my eyes. The same old ocean eyes met my emerald ones. I felt that feeling. That one that I haven't felt since... since I first saw him. The overwhelming urge to kiss him. I knelt beside him and I placed a hand on to his torn cheek. His bright eyes fixed on my smile. Tears fell helplessly down my cheek.

He is here.

He is actually here!

*Steve's point of view*

Her soft pale hands cupped my bruised cheek, I winced internally, not wanting her to move her hand. What was I thinking?! How did I not think she wasn't here?! Of course she'll come for me! To be honest, I'm surprised she did but there was always that glimmer of hope that shone deep inside my heart.

I placed one of my hands over her hand and I held it in mine, feeling the warmth that ran through her veins. My heart skipped a beat.

Wait.

She's just here to rescue me. She doesn't want to get back together, who would?

My smile faded as did hers.

"You really know how to give someone a fucking heartache, don't you?" She chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. Same old Nat. I love her like crazy.
"Language." I replied, returning the cheeky grin that was plastered across her face. She doesn't look like she's been sleeping?
"Same old Steve." She laughed, wrapping my arm around her shoulder. Clint came over and wrapped my other arm over his shoulder. They both grunted trying to pick me up off the gravel where I have been based for 5 days straight.
"Just the way I like him." Wait. Did I hear her right? Her voice was as quiet as a mouse, her eyes looked straight forward, trying to avoid eye contact.

*Natasha's point of view*

STUPID! STUPID! STUPID!

I froze! I was supposed to tell him! I freaking froze! I'm so glad he's here but I want to hold him as my own! Why can't I hold him as my own?! Oh wait, it's because I chickened out.

We walked slow with Steve clinging on to our shoulders for support. He looked deep in thought. What is he hiding? His arm was covered in stab wounds from what looks to be from a dagger. I swear I'm going to kick the ass of however is behind this. The jogging bottoms he wore covered more scars that I knew he was hiding, his tank top doing the same.

We stumbled through the empty, dimly-lit corridor to come face to face with the same wooden door that we left from last time, I swear I left it open. Must of shut from the wind. But there isn't that strong of an air current? Clint reached his arm out and turned the knob of a handle, revealing an empty room with... where are the bodies? We left two bodies right here, where are they?
We continued approaching the tunnel we came in from when the door slammed behind us.

I jolted from the noise. My reflexes reacted with Clints to both immediately pull out a gun with our free hand and turn around to reveal one face I thought I'd never see again.

"Natasha! I knew you'd come!" Bruce spat, his smirk sending shivers down my spine.
"I should've told you." Steve hung his head in shame, it's not your fault babe. I can't say that. We aren't together. I struggle to think of a reply to Steve's comment so I turned back to Bruce.
"Bruce? I should've known." I replied, my gun pinned towards him.
"Oh sweetie! Don't beat yourself up on it! I can do that for you! If you want proof, just look to your Ex-boyfriend right here." His fake sympathy made me tighten my grip on my gun. How dare he?!
"What possessed you to send your Ukrainian thugs after me but take Steve instead?! Your sick! Steve's done nothing wrong so why the fuck didn't you come back for me or just let Steve go! It's not like you only have space for one of us!" I spat, putting my anger into every word.
"Temper Temper! Calm yourself! You've grown angry within the past year! I settled for Steve because I saw how you admired him everytime you saw him. Even when you two were arguing in my office, you stared at him like he was a god. I hate that. So I wanted to destroy god. I wanted to destroy you." The only thing keeping me from tearing his head off and throwing it across Europe was the fact that I had Steve on one arm. If I move, he'll drop, Hurting him even more.
"Destroy me directly, then. Don't make his life misery because I dumped you." I replied through gritted teeth.
"That's no fun." He chuckled.

His footsteps echoed around the room as he draw nearer to my face. Breathe Natasha, breathe.
"What do you want?" I croaked, already knowing the answer.
"I want for you to suffer like you made me suffer. You ruined my life so I want to ruin yours. Your worthless. Your not worthy to be an avenger, all the innocent people you've killed. Your heart is as cold as ice, no one can break through your layer of misery and guilt that surround it, no one but one person. Steve. You let him in, so I let him in on my chamber of secrets, hence the amount of scars that will appear on his body very soon. I have a permanent effect on people. Nat, your a brutal murderer who doesn't deserve to love. I hope that when the Devil greets you, he drowns your soul in lava before feeding you two a pack of wolves."

*Steve's point of view*

Her breathing isn't right. She's hyperventilating. Natasha! Ignore this prick! Hes jealous! I tried to reassure her but I couldn't catch her attention.

When Bruce said the last bit, my strength came back as quick as a flash. I felt like I was able to stand on my legs, just enough to stay upright though. I had a small percentage of my body strength back. I lost control when Bruce said that. My fist flew through the air, smashing into Bruce's jaw. Both Clint and Nat looked at me Bewildered. I was too, to be honest. Bruce fell to the floor, touching his jaw in pain. He had what's coming to him, he deserves more.

When his eyes met mine, they had changed from brown to a lime green. Oh great. Code Green.

End of Bewildered