TFATWS X READER

Interrogation

Your POV

I stepped out from the shower, flinching at every movement. The scars all over my body are a sore eyes to look at. I patted myself with a towel to dry my body.

I looked in the mirror and took a deep breath as I stared at my reflection. The person I'm looking at is emotionless and blank. She's tired of everything. I can't even recognize her anymore. Honestly, I don't even know what I am, and what my life is. 

I'm lost, empty and broken. These words perfectly describes me. 

James explained to me the types of questions they might ask, and prepared me for it. And mentioned that I am one of the highest wanted person in shield, especially because of my "outstanding capabilities". Not surprised, I've done many terrible things that I will never be able to forgive myself for. 

My thoughts were interrupted with a faint knock on the door.

"Hey; are you okay?" James asked with a soft tone.

I cleared my throat. "Uh, yes. I--. I'll be out in a second"

Slowly, I put on the clothes given to me, ignoring the pain; I'm used to it at this point. What I feel now is nothing compared to when I was in HYDRA. 

I'm getting interrogated, and I'm unsure if I'm ready. Am I a bad person? I did terrible things. I was forced to kill, I didn't have a choice because those bastards brainwashed me. But will they believe me? Through SHIELD'S eyes, I am a killer. 

I opened the door and he was standing right outside, with a concerned look on his face.

I slightly smiled to assure him I'm alright. 

We didn't really talk much as he brought me over to eat.

I sat quietly while I took a few bites of the food Sam gave me. My appetite was non existent, and my mind is not at the right place. I was afraid, afraid of what will happen to me next. Will they lock me up? Will it be the same thing again? An endless cycle of torture?

I looked over to where they were discussing what I assume is about me. 

I looked at Sam For the few hours I've known him, he seems like a pretty good person. And close to James.

I continued sitting in silence, not bothering to eat the food in front of me. I am still unable to comprehend everything that happened since yesterday.

I'm free, I'm finally out from Hydra. It sounds too good to be true, and I'm afraid all of this isn't real. 

My mind keeps giving me flashes of memories from Hydra. Terrible memories of course, being tortured wasn't exactly fun. I remember encountering James, and how he always made me feel safe there. He is the only person I would trust with my life. 

"Interrogation is in ten minutes" Sam said as he looked at James.

Then, James approached me and sat down on the empty chair. "Not even a bite?" He looked over at my plate. 

I pressed my lips and looked at him. "Its, I---" I spoke softly and sighed. 

"Hey, its alright" He comforted me. "I know how you feel now. I promise you, I won't let anyone lay a finger on you"

"Will you be alright?" He asked, concerned.

I nodded, scared at the same time.

He held my hand for reassurance as we walked towards wherever the hell I'm being interrogated. 

The thought of being in a small room while being questioned triggered me but I tried my best to stay calm. I got this. 

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