Daughter of falcon. (Sam Wilson x child! Reader)

Suffer

Bliss POV

Should I let go?

Can I even let go?

Let go of life in the blink of an eye.
I have fought so much for too long.
I have fought but all I feel is failure.
I failed myself.

I promised to never let go and to never give up, for there will be someone to love me.

But how can anyone love me.
I'm just a little girl who can't do anything right.
I girl who has failed and will never be able to redeem myself.

But wouldn't letting go show how weak I am.
Show that what happened to me has ended the way they wanted.

Sam went to go grab the others to which I didn't respond when he asked.
I don't trust my voice. I know anything will make me break down.
So I just looked down.

I don't even want to try to turn back to the window because I know that would end up terrible.
I just sit now facing the empty bed.
I looked around trying to find a pencil and paper.
I looked in the pocket of the wheelchair and for once, luck was on my side.
I pulled out the small notepad and pencil and started to draw whatever cane to mind in a quick messy drawing.
I don't know exactly what I drew until I look at it.

I let my eyes take in what's on the paper and I let out a sound that was like a sigh and a sob together.

On the paper was a little messy drawing of a small girl in the corner of a box type room with a male facing her so you can only see his back.
In his hand was a beer bottle.
The girl has bruises all over and is cowering.

I look at the picture and let a tear fall onto it.
As much as I hate to admit it but, that girl is me.
I drew my life in a sinister picture.
A life of fear that can never stop.
Will never stop.

Sam's POV

I walk to we're the others stand and I just look at them.
Tears where streaming down my face.
Cap was the first to notice me and he quickly stood up properly and walked up to me.
Once he was close enough he pulled me into a bear hug.
I hug back and let out the sobs I I didn't want let out.

My baby girl is broken.
She didn't even speak to me.
Her eyes hold nothing but pain and depression.
She didn't smile when she sees anyone of us like she normally does.
She was like a robot that forgot how to function.

"She's gone."
I mutter.
"SHES DEAD?!"
Clint asked with shock.
I shook my head no.
"She's not her........ she didn't talk, she barely looked at me."
I say and put my hands on my head.
"She is not the bliss we know. Whatever happened we need to know. "
I say and let out a big sigh.
"How about only one of us go and ask her what happened. Surely she won't say it with all of us and no Nat you can not do it, you are too intimidating."
Wanda said.
"I'll ask."
Loki said standing in the corner with red eyes.
He has barely said a word all day.
We all look at each other and nod.
It a good idea so if she doesn't want to say he can still find out.
We all nod in agreement.
Please be ok.

Loki's POV

I slowly open the door to the small mortals room.
She sits in a wheelchair chair tears streaming down her face as she looked at a paper on her small lap.
My heart breaks at the sight.

"Sweetheart..."
I whisper in a soft voice trying not to scare her.
She quickly looked up and once she saw it was some, she blinked away her tears and looked back down.
I can't baby her this time.
We need to know what happened and in order to know, it's either she tells me or I read her mind.
"Now I need you to listen, you can either tell me what happened... or I would read you mind, I would prefer you say it out loud though."
I said in a soft yet stern way.
She let out a whimper yet nodded as she was crying, looking down.
She took a deep breath and began.
"I-I-it w-was...... t-terrible. H-h-he... th-ey a-all beat me. I couldn't get them off.
They beat me by hand........ a-a lot......... after they beat me they.................."
She stopped and I already had tears falling down my face.
"They-they a-all........ t-touched m-me..... they- they- they....... the raped me..... s-So many times.
No mater how hard I fought they still got me. All 22. They all.... they a-all raped m-me 22 times. .....I couldn't feel my legs........ there was so much blood an-an-a- and I just-"
I cut her off and hugged her.
She didn't need to go on.
I know exactly what happened.
As much as I want to kill him, I can't. Not now at least.
But trust me,,,..... they will suffer.