❝ i've seen what you truly are, and i've never turned away. ❞
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"ANASTASIA, you know I care about you a lot, and I think Bucky would give me hell if he saw you fighting in the war," Steve smirked to one side, ambling along the sidewalk with her.
She hummed in acknowledgement, closing her eyes for a moment to let the sun warm her face. "Yeah, I know. But I made a promise to myself."
"Oh yeah? And what's that?" He asked, peering up at her. She was taller than him with those damn heels on. He wondered how she went day after day wearing them.
"When I left home, I swore to my parents that I would join the army just to prove to them that Hydra will lose," she told proudly, grinning widely. "I would rather drop dead than join that organization."
Steve couldn't help but let a chuckle out when she visibly shivered in disgust. She let out a deep sigh, pausing to take off her red pumps.
His eyes went down—them being the same height now.
Holding the heels in one hand, she linked arms. "Now, let's go see a film. I heard they're playing The Wizard of Oz at the theatre."
Anastasia's nose wrinkled as she stared at the ground. The memory switched suddenly as if it was a television channel.
"I know," Anastasia sang softly, staring into Bucky's soft gaze. They laid together in his bed. "You belong, to somebody new..."
She leaned up, feeling the thin blanket fall away from her nude torso. Bucky leaned down, feeling their lips graze. "But tonight...you belong...to me."
The scene changed once more, melting away.
A scream ripped from Anastasia's throat, causing it to go raw and irritated. Her wails echoed down the corridor, going ignored by all those who could hear it. They had washed her minutes before, stripping her down before dumping cold water on her skeletal frame.
She curled up in the corner of the showering area, pressing her knees to her chest and wrapping her arms around them. The room was quiet and dark, and her body trembled with terror.
The metal door swung open and she gasped when a group of agents flooded the room. She screamed again before trying to back up more. She was grabbed by her arms, forced to her feet. The men didn't seem to care about her nude state, not drying her off before shoving undergarments on.
