Natasha's little dove

Part 1

you are getting you punishment from dreykov which consisted of him drilling holes into you legs and thighs without sedation, and 50 bareback lashings.
on the inside you where utterly terrified of anyone touching you. you hated human contact or at least you thought you did, you where born into the red room so you have had no positive human touch, you have never been hugged or kissed or told that you are loved. it was quite sad really.
you had one strip of pictures, of your big sister. she managed to escape the red room, you didn't, you had the same bio parents but she didn't know you where her little sister, and you didn't intend on telling her.

your tied to a wooden post in his office with ropes around your wrists, with no top on. you refused to let yourself cry, at least in front of dreykov and his minions.
the ground started shaking the alarms where blaring, bombs where going off .
dreykov "widows. take out any targets. protect my legacy. kill anyone who stands in your way. widows fix the right centred wing"
the widows suit up and run off.
dreykov then proceeds to punch you in the face making you loose consciousness, and he heads off to do work on his computer.
you wake up to more widows kicking the shit out of you, as well as a ginger female, she didn't look much older than you but you could tell by the way she presented herself and the way she behaves she was older
you but you where in much worse shape then her.
then a blonde female walks and saves us.
the widows where freed and sent off.

shit shit shit i'm slipping. i can't slip now. i didn't have a choice, this wasn't my choice ( this is an involuntary slip into little space)
you let out a scared whimper and scurry to the back of the room.
nat "hey.. i'm natasha, this is my sister yelena"
you set eyes on the blonde.. she looks very familiar
nat "hey we have a top for you.."
you look down remembering your don't have on a top and blush profusely
nat slides the top over to you carefully
you quickly out in on to hide you bloody back
nat "what's your name?"
y/n "y/n" you say in a quiet scared voice
nat "and how old are you y/n"
you hold up 4 fingers
y/n "two"
nat "too many fingers little dove. here"
she scoots over to you in the corner and puts two of your fingers down. you whimper and flinch thinking your going to get hit or hurt
nat "im not going to hit you little dove"
y/n "dey hurt me.."
nat "who?"
you shy away and try to hide
nat "it's okay. you don't have to tell me.. but can we go? we are quite literally falling out of the sky."
you nod
nat "can you stand?"
you nod
you get up and whimper quite loud but you ignore the pain in your legs and stumble out of the red room. making to maintain a 'safe' distance from Natasha
you all end up on the jet.

you slump in the corner, a pool of blood quickly forms around you, from your back and legs
but nat and the blonde are flying the jet so they don't notice until the blood pools at their feet
yelena "hey natasha someone is bleeding."
they both turn and look at you.
you eventually connect the dots and pull out the strip of pictures realising that yelena is your big sister.
you quickly hide the pictures as you see them advancing on you as they have landed the plane.
natasha "hey little dove are you okay?"
you nod
natasha "why are you bleeding little love"
y/n "me be bad 'irl"
y/n "me serv it. it otay"
natasha "can we have a look?"
you look at her unsure
natasha "come here it's safe i promise, you want a hug?"
y/n "wat dat?"
natasha's "what's a hug?"
you nod
natasha "it's when you hold someone to show them love, and show them that you care.."
y/n "me neber hab a 'ug"
(me never had a hug)
natasha "you want one?"
you look at her hesitantly
y/n "no hurt?"
natasha "no hurt. i promise"
she slides across the floor to you, she pulls you into a hug, your straddling her.
she doesn't pull you all the way close, she wraps her arms around you.
you tense up at first but then start to relax when you realise no 'punishment' is following.
you close the gap between you and natasha
nat "where are you hurt?"
y/n "big owies."
nat "where are they?"
y/n "owies on my 'ack"
y/n " big owies on my wegs"
nat "can yelena have a look? and i'll stay cuddling you?"
y/n " 'uddle?"
nat "it's the same as a hug, but comfier"
y/n "otay lelena otay."
natasha "alright yelena check her back"
yelena carefully lifts you top and takes your head out of the head hole and gives natasha a very worried and scared look.
yelena "alright little one i'm going to clean you back and wrap it okay?"
yelena "it's might sting. only for a little bit"
you nod and hide your face in nats chest
she cleans your back and wraps it up.
natasha "alright little dove where your leg owies"
y/n "ebry where"
yelena "all over your legs?"
you nod.
nat "alright can we take you pants off to have a look and get them clean?"
you nod.
yelena carefully cuts your pants off and let's out a worried sigh
nat if facing you and your legs are behind her
yelena "little one what did they do to you?"
y/n "big drill in my wegs. big owies. big hurted "
yelena "bay there are at least 50 holes here."
nat "well we have 50 dressings so get on with it. i'll help."
nat moves you out of her embrace. pouting slightly at the loss of contact.
since you had the pictures hidden in the bottom half of your suit, you quickly put the pictures hidden in the band of your underwear and you top over the top.
natasha "jeez they got more cruel as we left"
yelena "ya think."
natasha "you huff anywhere else can i check?"
before you can say anything she pulls up the top to check and sees the pictures hidden in the underwear line
natasha "what this little dove"
you quickly put the pictures back and pull the top back over the top
y/n "ictures"
natasha's "pictures of who?"
y/n "siser me no talk no more"
natasha "you don't want to talk anymore?"
you nod
natasha "that's alright. we are nearly finished."
y/n "uddle?"
natasha "of course."
she stands up picking you up as well
she sits back in the seat and puts her seat belt on, then you wrap yourself around nat
nat "where do we go now?"
yelena "to see momma melina? she's a good place to lay low."
nat "alright to momma melina."