My name is Agent Amelia Jones.
I went undercover as Amelia Knight and grew up being abused. Thing is, my mission was compromised by my soulmates;the avengers.
This is how I met my soulmates and kept my identity about being an agent secret.
Amelia's POV I take Wanda's arm and we walk to the party area. She was wearing a red dress with natural makeup and red nails. When we walk inside, they go quiet. I hold my arm and rub it. I do that when I'm nervous. "Why are they quiet?" I whisper to Wanda. "They're shocked. You look beautiful little witch" She whispers back. We walk over to them and I take a seat next to Nat and Wanda. I notice my phone lighting up with a notification. I ignore it for a bit and join Loki and Thor at the bar with Bruce. I smile at them and swig down the drink I was holding. I order another and check my phone. 'What is this?' 'She is such a whore' 'She doesn't deserve them' 'She's fat' 'Why me?' I thought. I shake my head, putting my phone down. I put a block on my mind and start thinking about negative things. I sigh and excuse myself to the bathroom. As soon as I get there, I scroll through my memories. 'Where was that photo taken?' I thought as I recall the memories of where I was in public with them. I shake my thoughts away and walk back out to the others. I drop my mind block and pretend to be happy, but in reality, it's getting to me. "You look p-pretty!" Peter says nervously. I giggle at him, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear. "I was thinking, you know, since we have graduation next week, should we tell the others?" I ask him, my face showing no emotion. "Yeah! Let's do it!" He cheers. I giggle again and follow him inside.
"Guys! Listen up! Parker and Amelia have something to say!" Tony announces. I sigh again. "Well, Amelia and I are graduating next week!" Peter says. I shake my head and walk off, leading myself to my room. As soon as I open my door, I lock it and kick my shoes off; immediately grabbing some clothes and heading to my bathroom to take a bath. I look at myself in the mirror, punching it out of frustration and sadness. I run myself a bath and take my dress off, climbing into the bath, my tears running down my face as I silently cry.
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I wipe my tears and step out of my bathroom, only to find Loki sat on my bed. I take a sharp breath in as I start decorating my room properly this time.
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