Left and Box

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by Ellabella0709

by Ellabella0709

I looked at the empty box with velvet lining. That was all? I let out a sigh as I stared at the items in front of me. After a spacing off I picked up the two photos on my left and placed them farther to the side. I picked up the pictures on my right and without turning them over I threw them in the box

I slowly worked my way through the pile. Pointe shoes left. Gun box. Locket Left. Left half of Madam B., box. Right half of Ivan Petrovich, Box. Family photo, Box. Left half of Ivan box. Right half of Madam. B, box.

I sighed as my hands hesitated to touch the box. After a few seconds I lifted it up and got up from the couch. I walked through the kitchen with Steve trailing me like a lost puppy. Once I made it outside I threw the whole box away. Walking back inside I looked a the pile of things I wanted to keep and gathered them into my arms. I walked into the elevator with Steve and pressed the button to go down to the fifth floor. I walked to the sixth floor on the left and opened the door. Steve's mouth formed an O shape when he saw the ballet studio. I walked across the room to the back wall and opened the door. I set the old pointe shoes next to the ones I currently dance in. When I walked back out Steve was still taking in the vast mirrored room.

I exited the room and pressed the button do the fourteenth floor, Steve still by my side. When the doors opened I walked straight to our room and sat down on the bed. I took the back of the frame off of my family photo and placed the other two photos, and the one of my brother from my pocket. I set the frame down on my nightstand. I stood up placed the locket in the top drawer of my dresser.

I was exhausted but when I sat back down on the bed I realized Steve hadn't said anything. He's afraid of you.
"Hey, you okay? You haven't said much."
"Yeah I just..."
My heart rate quickened. He's afraid of you, all of your "friends" are now that they know who you really are.
"I... I just, that was horrible. I knew but, I didn't think that... I- I just." With that he pulled me into a hug. He was still trying to comprehend what he had seen.

He was still holding me when there was a knock on the door. I sighed, I didn't want him to get up.
"Dinners ready, if you want to join us." Bruce's muffled voice came from behind the door.
"I'm going to stay here." I mumbled into his chest. I didn't really feel like eating.
"Okay." Steve stood up and kissed my forehead before leaving.