"𝐼 𝑎𝑚 𝑏𝑒𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑑 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑒. 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛'𝑡 𝑓𝑖𝑥 𝑚𝑒."
"𝑆𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑜?"
ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ
Apparently being a foster child for your whole life fucks you up. Well welcome to my life as the girl...
The silence in the room was deafening. The Avengers all sat around the living room in silence. Millions of thoughts were swarming in their brains. Their soulmate tried to kill herself, their soulmate was sexually assaulted, their soulmate was abused. Hurt filled everyone's hearts as they thought of the trauma she has faced in her twenty two ears of life.
Bucky was sitting with his hands on his knees in deep thought like everyone else. Then suddenly a thought came to his mind. "We been pushing her, way to much." Everyone looked at the super solider in confusion.
"What are you talking about Buck?" Tony questioned from his spot at the bar. He was sipping some heavy alcohol with Pietro beside him.
"All those times when I was going through my ptsd from Hydra, none of you have pushed me to talk about how I was feeling. You all allowed me to tell you guys on my own time."
"We are pushing her to the edge. We are forcing her to tell us on our time, not hers." Loki sums up as he buries his head in his hands.
"What kind of soulmates are we?" Peter questions from the couch as he sniffles and wipes his red, teary eyes. Clint wraps an arm around his younger mate and comforts him.
"We need to lay off." Started Sam.
"And apologies." Finished Steve. Everyone nodded and thought on how they were going to make it up to their younger mate. Who they owe big time.
"Lets just hopes she gives us a another chance." T'challa states as he leans on the couch. Thor fold his hands in a prayer like position as he closes his eyes, whispering some words quietly.
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