Chapter 2

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I went to my room and started thinking about what to do.
I ended up thinking solely about Clint.
It was then that I realised, he was always more than just a friend.
He was my saviour, my motivation to live on.
I remembered the times we had together, the missions, the spars.
He was the one person that brought joy into my world.
He would always be so protective of me.
We opened up to each other, became best friends and maybe, just maybe, more than that.
Clint was the only one that ever understood me, as a person.
We were both assassins, both killers.
Yes, he was on the 'good' side, and I wasn't.
But he redeemed me, convinced me I could repay all my dirty deeds, working for S.H.I.E.L.D.
He said "With S.H.I.E.L.D, you can wipe your ledger clean".
If it weren't for him, I would have been wiped off of the face of the world, voluntarily.
He had already saved my life once, and I haven't done anything for him.
Now, he's dying, from the mission I was in with him, I should've been with him, it's all my fault.
It's my fault.
No, he's not going to go like this, he has to fight on, for me.
I'm going to save him.
And if I can't, then there's no point in me living.
It's now that I realise, I can't live without him.
I-I love him.

That's what had gone through my mind.

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