She wasn't special, in any way. In ways, she was worth less than the rest of them. Always been at the bottom of them all. That was up until she finally found what she was looking for. A family. A family that would never leave her, but is that how re...
chapter iii. ( pre-captain america: the winter soldier )
these lies i feed myself me and my selfish appetite i did not need your help now it's just me, myself, and i me myself and i ⎯⎯⎯ 5 seconds of summer
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new york city 2013 ( everlee's point of view )
TRIGGER WARNING injuries
Accessing a building through vents isn't necessarily hard, but it's just been years since last time I did it. I always thought it was disgusting. No one ever cleaned there, that's why I always avoided them. I didn't like the small space in them either. I felt like I was trapped. But sometimes you have to face what you you fear.
And that's is exactly what I had to do.
But these actually weren't so bad. It wasn't all dusty and nasty up here, as I remember every other vent I'd been in. I get that the building looked fancy, but who would clean the vents?
Crawling around still wasn't fun though. My thigh still hurt, even though Yelena and I had kind of stitched it together, it wasn't done professionally, and I was honestly scared that it would get an infection. And I still felt creeped out up here. It was until I finally found a way down. From what it looked like, it was quite nice. The floor looked clean.
I decided to take the chance, I carefully took the vent grate, not wanting to make a sound to startled someone, lifted it beside me.
My nerves starting to get to me. I didn't know who could be dow there, but I had to take the chance. I breathed in, closed my eyes, hoping that everything would get better.
I hopped down, landing on my feet with my hands supporting.
The first look I took, I could see a big window. The wall was a window. It was beautiful. I walked closer, wanting so see every tiny bit of New York.
Until I heard a cough.
''So..'' I turned around, getting eye contact with this dark brown haired man. He looked annoyed. ''You really thought you could sneak into THE iron mans tower, without getting caught?'' And before I could even comprehend the question, another person came into the room. He had dark blonde hair, and a donut in his hand.
