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IT WAS AS if time had slowed and everything apart from Ambers mind had froze. She could hear the cars and distant noise from the busy streets of London rush hour. The figure in front of her was infuriated, their eyebrows scrunched and arms crossed. If there was any way for steam to actually pool out of people ears from angers this whole room would be scorching hot and misty.

"Amber Svetlana Maximoff, What were you thinking?" the figure harshly spoke, as their tone was seething with anger.

"I-I" Amber fumbled stepping back in fear, "I had to"

The figure just seemed to grow angrier, "You were trusted to STAY in this apartment, to STAY IN LONDON".

"Steve.... please... just listen-" Amber began, her whole body was trembling and her mind was a mess.

"LISTEN?! After you refused to follow simple orders and commands. We put you here for your own safety and well being" Steve hissed,

Amber fell silent, she had never seen the man this cross. It was terrifying to be honest. One minute he's a teddy bear the next he's a raging demon.

"We were trying to protect you. WHAT IF YOU WERE CAUGHT? Huh? You could've been killed on sight" Steve continued stepping closer and closer to the shaking girl.

"You think I want the death of a kid on my conscious? HUH? You think I want to watch your dead body being hauled away by swat teams while we could do nothing? Did you want to die?" Steve scoffed.

Amber was now crying, maybe it was selfish of her to go to New York but deep inside she felt the need to go and do something not just sit around..

" You really have no respect for your life anymore have you? Pietro would be disappointed."

Something inside of Amber lit up like a fire at the mention of her brother. Her sadness turned to anger as she stepped closer to Steve.

"You can not pull the Pietro card on me Steve. Not now. Do you know how lonely I am here? Do you realize I have nobody I can talk to, trust or even share feelings with? I am miserable here." Amber seethed, her eyes growing misty.

"I'm not Violet Andrews some posh girl on an exchange. I'm not even sure I'm Amber Maximoff anymore... My powers are still dormant, my family was ripped away from me, I HAVE NOTHING."

Steve looked taken aback as the usually strong, put together girl was now showing her cracks.

"It's like I'm stuck between lives. It's like I'm trapped in Limbo, with no place to go. I called you last night because I needed help. Not physically but mentally. My mind... it feels like it's been corrupted and like it doesn't belong to me. You should know what that feels like..."

"I felt alone after your call, I thought things, that a girl at my age shouldn't even think about. I had to talk to someone... and when you wouldn't listen I turned to someone I knew would... and he did... he listened. He comforted me and I'm glad I made that trip to New York" Amber finished.

She looked like a mess, Amber stumbled and fell to the floor. She pushed her back towards the wall and curled up in a ball trying everything to prevent a panic attack.

Steve was in shock, his eyes were wide and his facial features softened at the girl on the ground in front of him.

He sighed and slid down the wall beside the shaken girl. Steve was not sitting next to the girl his head bent down.

"I'm sorry" He sighed placing a comforting arm around her shoulders, "I shouldn't have pushed you over the edge"

Amber didn't reply and just let her sobs rock through her body. Her mind was scrambled and it felt as if someone was ripping and tearing away at her heart.

Steve pulled the girl closer to him, engulfing her in a side hug, letting Amber cry and let out all her bundled up feelings.

After ten minutes of just sitting and crying, Amber dried her tears and sat up a bit straighter to stretch out her limbs. Steve smiled softly at the exhausted, worn girl. Amber had changed so much since they'd first found her in the woods beyond Sokovia.

Yes, of course she'd changed physically, she definitely wasn't as small as she was and her purple hair was no where to be found.

Most importantly, she'd changed mentally. Amber wasn't the tortured and beaten girl they'd found in the woods now she was loved, even if she didn't realize it.

And that would never change.

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Jesus... who am I and what have I done with the real me...

Anyway yeah, I got a bit emotional while writing this chapter. Steve was being a bit of a bitch tbf.

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