☆ Y/n is a girl who manages to escape hydra;however, she's not entirely free. She now must become an avenger to be able to lead a normal life. Being 15 she only needs to stay there for 3 years and then she can disappear. But after meeting a certain...
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_________ Y/n POV
"Pete I thinks it's quite a simple concept here."
"Y/n no. I'm not doing that."
"Why not."
"Because it's not right."
"What's going on Kids?" Tony said walking into the kitchen.
"Mr. stark Y/n wants me to give her the answers to the test on Monday."
"IM DUMB."
"Wait what, weren't you trained intensely by hydra?"
"Yeah and I am smart but not when it comes to Life Skills. That's what the class is about. Like socializing and future stuff like banks and shit."
"Your absolutely right."
"Mr.stark I knew you'd ag—"
"I'm having you drop that class, I don't need you socializing and getting all comfy with everyone. They have germs."
"EXACTLY."
"God why am I even here anymore." Peter said facepalming.
"Y/n you'll start training tomorrow. All the test are coming through pretty well so I think you'll be fine. We are just waiting on the blood sample to get back."
"Oh ok. Um I gotta go to the bathroom."
"Hurry up then."
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I headed towards my room and shut the door. I went to the drawer I had with syringes. I mentally cringed. I shoved one under my pillow and snuck past Tony and Peter who moved to the living room and got sleeping pills from the cabinet.
I knew what I was going to do was wrong but I'd rather not share this until later. I need them to think I'm healthy. I put the pills in my pocket for later and then headed into the living room like nothing happened at all.
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It amazes me how I'm so afraid of needles but have no problem dealing with them on my own. Maybe it's because I'm taking blood not injecting anything. Or maybe it's because I'm doing it.
"Hey you ok?" Peter asked looking at me from the other side of the bed. We'd been watching Netflix all night, which was fine because May had allowed Peter to spend the night at "Ned's house."
"Yeah I'm fine. You want anything to drink?"
"Sure."
"Ok I'll be back." I hopped off my bed and made my way to the kitchen. I looked at the microwave time. 12:34 perfect. I got two cokes from the fridge and opened them. I slipped the sleeping pills into Peter's drink.
"What are you doing up?" I swung around. Seeing Steve standing in the doorway.
"Um nothing."
He squinted his eyes at me. I shifted to my right foot uncomfortably. "Well I gotta head to bed. Peter's there waiting for me."
"Ok... wait WHAT!?!?"
"Omg not like that! I-I gotta go n-now." I scrambled back to my door and crept in quietly.
"Hey." Peter said, eyes focused on the computer screen.
"Hey," I gave him a coke making sure it was the one with the pills. I sat beside him and watched him take a sip. And now we wait.
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"Y/n I'm tired."
"Yeah Pete." I watched him closely as he moved his head to my shoulder and leaned on me. I waited a few minutes until I heard a soft snore. I reached under my pillow and grabbed my syringe. I looked at it before I put it up to Peter's arm. I took a deep breath.
"I'm sorry Peter." I pushed it into his skin and watched the blood fill up in the tube. I pulled it out and looked at his sleeping figure. I shimmed out from under him. I stood up and grabbed a blanket to cover him up with. He turned as I placed it over him.
"I really don't deserve you." I said running a hand through his curls. Then I walked out of the door.
