Scars that Last Forever

Chapter 10

2 days.
I have been stuck in here for two days.
The tiles are blindingly light and their is always a constant hum of electricity. 
Not to mention the whirling and whizzing of medical tools.
The others have stopped by, well just Steve Tony, and Bruce.
I guess their more but I haven't met them yet.
The needle is still in my arm.
It hurts.
It scares me.
Fear.
Bruce had to wheel in another bed for Bucky.
I didn't let him leave.
He wouldn't leave me.
Bruce also had to put a needle in his arm.
He didn't freak out as much as me.
But I didn't miss the way his muscles tensed.
Or the way sweat pooled on his forehead.
And I sure didn't miss the dark glimmer of fear taking over his eyes.
I look over at Bucky, he is sitting up in bed.
We both got changed into hospital gowns.
They are clean but light and wired.
I don't like it.
The smells are overwhelming.
The string smell of bleach and chemicals.
Their is another hunt of something, sharp almost. I don't know how to describe it.
The door opens and I nearly jump out of the bed.
Fear.
"It's ok," Bucky says.
Bruce is wearing blue pants- jeans I think- and a purple shirt.
"You guys seem to be doing well... most of your injuries healed from advanced healing. I also think we can start you with some real food," He exclaims.
I can see Buckys lips twitch into a small smile.
I wonder what real food tastes like.

Bruce walks over to my bed and carefully explains what he is about to do before he does it.
"Here are some clothes, you can change behind the curtain," at the end of my Ben are a pair of grey pants and a blue sweatshirt.
I pick them up and walk to the corner.
I quickly change.
As I slip the sweat pants up my skinny legs I can't help but smile.
They are so warm
Soft
Fuzzy
And I never want to take them off.
I love them.
Next I slip the sweat shirt over my head.
It's almost softer and fuzzier then the pants.
I feel like someone is giving me a hug.
They are just so warm.
I walk out from behind the curtain.
Bucky is gone.
My heart spikes and I fall to the floor.
... flash back
The man throws me back into the cell.
It is empty.
Bucky is gone.
I look around the small area.
He is gone.
I bring my knees to my chest and lean my face in my knees.
What if I never  see him again?
I gasp and hold in a sob.
Click.
Clack.
I scramble to the corner and hide in the shadows.
The cell creaks open.
A dark figure is thrown inside.
"Bucky?" The figure groans.
That's when I notice the blood streaming down his face.
The burnt marks through his clothing.
The patch of missing hair.
"Bucky," I gasp.
...
"Peter..." I hear a calm voice saying.
I open my eyes quickly.
I am back in the weird scented bright room.
Bucky is inches away from me and has a hand on my shoulder.
"Y-your ok? T-they hurt you..." Bucky quickly pulls my body into his arms and rubs the back of my head.
"We are safe Peter. It's ok."
I nod into his chest and slowly move away from him.
I look around the room.
Bruce is standing in the corner, his eyes watery.
He clears his throat, "Let's go."
He begins to walk out the door, Bucky follows him and I walk right next to Bucky.
We turn a corner.
Then another.
And another.
This place is a maze.
After winding through more hallways we finally get to a small set of doors.
Bruce says something to the ceiling and the doors slide open.
Bruce steps into the small room.
Then Bucky.
Then I follow close behind.
"JARVIS, take us to the commons," Bruce says.
"Sure thing Dr. Banner," she replies.
I jump a little. That will take some getting used too. 
The small area begins to move up.
I move slightly closer to Bucky.
Before I know it we are back in the large room with the huge chairs.
Steve, Tony, and a girl with bright red hair are inside.
I look up at the ceiling and then around the room.
My eyes land on the black screen again in curiosity.
"That's the TV," the red head states. "I'm Natasha, you can call me Nat if you want," she says.
Tony's moth falls open.
Did I do something wrong?
"He can call you Nat but I can't?!" The man says in an exasperated voice. 
Don't hurt me.
I take a small step behind Bucky.
"Shut it Stark," the red head responds.
Tony rolls his eyes and then smirks again.
It's ok.
I turn back to the red head, "w-what's a T.V?" I ask.
Natasha chuckles.
"Come here," she says as she walks over and sits on the huge chair.
I look up to Bucky.
He nods and begins to walk over to the chair.
I quickly follow behind and sit next to him.
I lean back into the couch.
It's so soft.
And fluffy.
A small smile plays across my face.
I can feel the eyes of people staring at me.
But it's different then HYDRA.
Their eyes aren't dark pits burning holes into my skull.
"Like the couch?" She asks.
"Couch?" She say pointing to wear we are sitting.
"This is the couch."
"Oh." I say in a small voice.
Bucky puts his arm around me and squeezes my shoulder.
"It's ok Peter. Your safe." Bucky whispers to me.
I nod slightly.
Steve, Bruce And Tony take seats on the chairs surrounding the 'couch'.
"JARVIS turn on the TV," Natasha says.
The screen turns from black to a person sitting on a chair.
My eyes widen.
I look over at Bucky.
His eyes are open wide and his mouth is slightly dropped open.
The figures move and talk.
They look so real.
How?
The characters then move to a couch and take a small black thing with a bunch of buttons on it. 
She presses one and a small version of a screen pops on.
On it are more people.
I look over at the others and they are all smiling at Bucky and I.
They seemed to be...
Amused.
My eyes land on Steve.
I can't believe I'm actually here.
I'm free now.
But not from my memories.
They will always haunt me.