Chapter eight








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8. 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘦





It was morning, i watched the sunset and did some paperwork to keep me busy from the argument with Steve. Not once I came out, I knew I was partly wrong but it was done. Theres no going back to last night.

I rubbed my eyes and headed to the door. As I opened it, Steve stood there, about to knock. We stared at each other.

"Can we talk?" He said as he looks down at me.

"Or yell? Which one." He sighs and walks in, closing the door behind him. I sat on the desk, legs dangling as he stood in front of me.

"Crystal..." No more smartass comments Crystal. You can tell I am my fathers daughter. Saying stuff at the wrong time. "About last night." He rubs the back of his neck.

"I was-"

"Let me start." He takes a long pause before he started. "I can't lose you okay. Im worried about you and the last thing I don't want to think about is you being gone. Marco has done bad things, to you, to your family, he has made your life a living hell whenever hes around. I can't have that." He takes a step back. , brushing his hand over his mouth and looking out the window. "I care about your actions, what you do. You are not that teenager anymore, you can't be reckless anymore, you are a wife, a mom, a sister. You cant be the Crystal that comes home after a battle with robots or aliens and call it day and relax by the pool." He was right, once again. My eyes were starting tear up. I couldn't look at him, if I did, i would have broke right there.

"I just want you all to be safe." I whispered, turning my back from him. "I cant have you, Nat and Tony go through the mess I caused. I have to clean it up, this is my fight." Steve put his hand on my shoulder, trying to let him see me but i just held his hand. "I don't want Marco taking away my children, my love, from me, breaking them slowly like he did to me."

"Its-"

"Wait!" I snapped my neck at him. I kept cutting him off, stopping him from saying another word. "Wait! Wait!" I put my hand on his chest. "I can't let that happen. I cant let Marco destroy your life, our kids lives, because he wants me. Because I didn't finish the job." I let out a sob.

"Listen to me." Steve grabs my hands, holding them close to his chest. "It's not your fault that you didn't get Marco. I get you are trying to stop him, but what will it take for him to stop this madness? Will he stop at killing you?"

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Crystal was getting dressed as the family was getting ready to go to Tonys baseball game, the finals. It was Tonys chance to get the team the recognition they deserved.

Steve told Nat to tell Crystal that it was time. She ran up the stairs and walks in to see her moms back covered in bruises from the fight that happen last night, which Nat didn't know about. She felt bad as she saw her grunting, not able to really move her arms as she puts on a shirt.

"Nat?" Crystal puts her hand on her daughters cheek, snapping out of her thoughts. "Whats wrong?"

"Nothing, huh dad said it was time to go."

"Lets go, i want good seats." The girls walked downstairs and met Bucky with Steve, whispering words to each other.

"Nat, wait in the car." Steve pats her shoulder and it was the three of us. Sam later came in.

"What is this? A intervention?" I crossed my arms. Bucky pulled out his phone and Steve couldn't look at me. "What?"

"Elizabeth Campbell, you know her?" Sam said.

"Shes my cousin, why? Is she okay?" Bucky gives me his phone. There was pictures of a apartment all trashed, bloody. There was Liz, laying on the ground, lifeless. My heart dropped.

"She was attacked last night." I took a seat and look straight ahead. "HYDRA found out that she stole some information from them. Killed her." The file. Thats where she got it. Damn it Liz.

"Marco." Steve whispers. "Found out that Liz went to you."

"Did she die fighting?" I asked.

"She didn't, i think she knew that they were coming for her." I closed my eyes. "Im sorry." I wiped my eyes and rubbed my hands on my jeans.

"We got a game to go to." I ignored the fact that my cousin, my only living relative from my moms side was dead. She knew what was going to happen. Liz knew that I could stop Marco.

We all arrived at the game, setting up our chairs by the side to cheer on for Tony. He was the pitcher, hitting strikes left and right. We clapped, cheering for the team, who was a amazing job. It was the 3rd inning, 5-2 Tony was up to bat, this was the teams chance to win the championship.

"Lets go Tony!" Sam and Steve cheered.

"Lets go baby!" I clapped. Tony nods, squats down, practicing his swinging until he stops, drops his bat and takes off his sunglass to look at something in front of him. Everyone started scream, running away from the field. "Tony!" He takes off running, stopping at me, hugging me.

"What the hell is going on!" Bucky swears. We start looking around, bodies on the ground. My heart starts to beat faster as i heard gunshots coming closer. I turned to Steve. He nods. I grabbed Nat, who was freaking out.

"Nat!" I held her cheeks, making her look at me. "I need to you to run. Run away from here, call Happy, call Pepper, I don't care who. I need you and your brother away from here as possible. Dont stop until you know its safe." She starts crying. "Natalie!"

"Yes!" I had to let Tony go, kissing his head. He didn't want to let me go.

"You have to go to your sister baby. Now go!" Natalie pulls Tony away and starts running out of field. The four of us stayed behind.

"Redwing got something from the west side." We all hovered over Sams phone, looking at the live feed.

"Sam and I will get everyone out of here." Steve demanded. "Crystal and Bucky go." Steve holds my hand before we let go and went our ways. I ran to the chaotic stampede of civilians. I shoved and yelled at them to move. I felt a wack behind my head and i fell to the ground. Its tight firm grip flipping me over to face me to him. Just as he was about to choke me, I kicked him, giving myself a few seconds to be prepared.

"Try me, ive got a lot of anger build up." My eyes glowed red. He swung the first punch and I wrapped my leg around his arm and broke it. I heard a grunt from the screaming but he kept fighting. He grabbed my arm and swung me around, making me hit a car. I coughed and picked myself up slowly. I saw him as people ran in front of him, still watching me. "Come on!" He runs to me, my fingers danced through the fire as I kept hitting him with fireballs. He backed up to a building, as my feet lifted off the ground, he looked up at me as I continued to play with fire in my hands. He takes off his hood and smiles at me wickedly.

"God you haven't changed a bit." Marco. My face fell. He nods and i felt a sharp pin gone through my side. I fell to the ground and took a moment. I saw that he left within the crowd, leaving me here. Bucky shows up and covers my wound, calling for help. I closed my eyes, his face was imprinted into my mind, his beard, his scars on his face, his wicked smile. It was forever burned. Steve and Sam ran to me.

"Its Marco, he's here." I held onto Steves arm. "Hes here." The memories of him from my past hit me like a truck. I was disgusted with him kissing me back then, nearly killing me. Steve lets go and tries to find Marco but I even knew he was far too late to catch him. I was so angry at myself, I had him and I let him go...once again.

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