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Can you really forgive if you can't forget?

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            She awoke to a tingling feeling throughout her body. She heard a loud ear piercing ring and the pounding of her head. It was enough to make her want to scream. But that wasn't all. She couldn't open her eyes because of the amount of pain flowing throughout her body. 

 Her eyes felt like a million pounds. She heard the mummers of doctors saying a bunch of stuff that she couldn't make out. She was still in the same room that they took her too. Her body was starting to get cold, and people looking at her were getting worried, unaware of Natasha's consciousness. 

King Nicklaus was the first to notice the little movements of his daughter. Her mother reached out and grabbed Natasha's hand. The small quiet voice of Tatiana thanking whoever was watching over them.

"Natasha? Can you hear me?" A doctor asked on the other side of Natasha. Her voice was recognized as Doctor Cho, the one set to check her out earlier that morning, well at least that is what Natasha thought. Natasha was finally able to open her eyes. They were fluttering opened and she moved her head groaning in pain. 

"Take it, easy dear, " Natasha heard her mother say. She turned her head and looked at her parents with tired sleep eyes. 

"what happened?" She asked reaching to rub her head that was still pounding and begging for mercy. 

"You were in a deep slumber, your body was completely shut down," Cho said. She was checking Natasha's pulse and looking into her eyes. "You seem to be better, your eyes are no longer stained red, and the coldness of your skin seems to be fading away." She said. "I suggest you keep it, easy princess." She said and excused herself to give the king and queen some time. 

"How do you feel?" Her father asked caressing her side. "You gave us a real scare." 

"I feel like hell."She mumbled. "are the king and queen still talking to the kingdom?" She asked assuming that the ceremony was still going on. 

"Natasha." Her father said almost sadly. "The announcement was almost a week ago. You have been in a coma for a week." He answered. Natasha's heart dropped. How could she have been so sick? How did this happen? 

"Am I going to be okay?" She asked, and for one time since the incident in her past, she was scared. She hasn't been scared since the day she declared her withdraw from the world. She was scared of death, that had to be the only thing she was scared of.

"Natasha you will be fine, the doctors have said you are looking so much better," Tatiana said with a sad smile on her face. "You have to take it easy." 

"I don't like sitting and doing nothing." She said. "I need to do something." She answered. 

"Trust me it's nothing interesting out there," Nick said. "I wanted to ask for your opinion because it is your life, Natasha." 

"What do you mean father?" She asked confused. She seemed to be healing quite fast as her energy came back into her body. Natasha looked at her parents as they started to speak. Her parents told her about the last week. 

They told her about their worry and rash decisions of calling off the wedding. They told her Sharon was to blame for her sickness, that somehow she tampered with her medicine. To which Natasha was rather upset about. In fact, she was very upset almost wanting to jump out of the bed and punch that girl square in the face. They told her the punishment for harming royalty was undergoing and the trial would be soon. and then they told her the very last thing running through their minds. 

"We are giving you the option of whether we call of the arrangement or not." 

Steven

The word of Natasha waking spread quickly around the kingdom. You could practically hear the sigh in relief when the news was completely around the whole kingdom. Steven himself felt much better. He was a mess knowing that her life was in such danger. 

But as much as his heart was telling him to go and visit Natasha he had to face Sharon. He had been avoiding this conversation for a while, probably too long. His father had told him he didn't care whether or not Steven spoke to her but she would face the consequences for herself.

So Steven walked down the long hall leading to the dungeon. It was dark and dusty down there, no one but the few guards guarding where ever down there. If a family member came to express disappointment or to give words of hope came when the prisoner would be brought to a more guarded area. 

Down the hall in the room lit by only a candle was where Sharon laid at the back of her cell. She was in a torn dress and her hair looked as if it wasn't combed in days. Steven almost felt bad. 
"Steven?" She asked looking up, a normal reaction would be happy and scared, however, Sharon's voice was confused. 

"Sharon." he breathed out. She didn't bother to stand to greet him, instead, she did a low laugh. 

"What are you doing here?" She asked with no slight admiration in her voice, in fact, she seemed a little bit annoyed with him. 

"What? I came to visit you." He said, deciding it was best to keep his real reason for coming down here a secret, although she saw behind his puppy dog eyes. Those eyes had no effect on her. She laughed right at him. 

"Steven you and I both know that is not why you are down here." She said flatly. She looked away from him and fixed her gaze back to the ceiling. "You came down here to see if it was true? and you don't want it to be true. Well, you are wasting your time. Because I did it." 

"I don't believe you," Steve said although he did believe her. He was just hoping that one thing in his life wouldn't have been planned out by other people. 

"Please Steven, you never have been a good liar." She said. "What do you want me to say? You know I did it. You know that I poisoned your fiance so I could become queen." Steve was silent and Sharon stood to look at him. "Or do you not believe me yet?" 

"A part of me wished that you were indeed lying. that this whole thing is one cruel joke. Because I loved you and somewhere in there I hoped you loved me." Steven said but she didn't respond the way he had hoped she would. 

"What do you want to hear exactly? Because you know that I used you for power. Or do you need someone to tell you that too? You are weak and it was so easy to use you because you are so goddamn trusting that you let people walk all over you!" She yelled letting hear what she thought was the truth. 

"You don't stand up for yourself Steve! You are pathetic and I could never love you! So is that what you wanted to hear that I never loved you! That I not only tried to murder your fiance but successfully murdered Peggy?" She said and that caught Steve's attention. 

"What?" He asked in a low horsed voice. She laughed once more. 

"You knew didn't you?" She laughed, even more, realizing that he didn't. "wow. see that right there is why I could never love you. Pathetic. Now do you want to hear anything else or do you want to get out of my cell?" She asked sitting back down.

Steve stood there dumbstruck and confused. Suddenly the memories of her actions all started to make sense. She asked to take care of Peggy's medicine, foolishly they let them. Steve let her. Margrete was dead because he trusted this woman. She is dead because he gave this woman all the trust in the world and she through it out like he was garbage.

Anger filled steve's eyes. His hands turned to fist. He stared at her anger, Sharon has never seen him so angry, but she didn't show her fear. Ether she doubted he would do anything to her or she was pretending like she didn't care. 

"You will pay for this. I will not stop until you are dead." He hissed at her. He turned walking down the dark hallway with anger laced in his eyes.  As he walked away he heard the laughter from Sharon and before he was from earshot away she spoke. 

"Please, we both know you won't touch a hair on my head." She said, Steven turned to see her leaning against her cell with an evil smirk. "You never could." 

"I may not, but she could." He said and walked away. He was done with Sharon, and he wouldn't rest until she got was coming for her. 

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I hate how you act like I am so much to deal with
when all I did was sit here and let you hurt me
repeativly

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