Hi guys!! So, I'm new on this awesome app, and I wanna try to write a few marvel stories for you! My name is Gabby and Loki's my favorite marvel character!
Also, this is my first ever story, so any tips will help! This story contains a lot of TW so be careful!!
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!!TW!! this story contains mention of and/or very detailed or not so detailed talks of: abuse, rape, self harm, needles, shotting (very likely), shouting/screaming, all kinds of emotions, hospitals (very likely) LET ME KNOW IF I MISSED ANY!
It was around 3 am. As you laid on the bed, next to the famous Black Widow, who was curently watching over you, you started moving and moving in the bed, signaling Natasha that it's happening again. What's happening again? You having an nightmare about all the things those men did to you before Nat had rescued you. After noticing, she sat up, now sitting on the bed, and tried to wake you up, by calling your name, not risking to make the whole thing even worse by touching you.
"Malysh, wake up sweetie. C'mon, wake up..wake up..."
After 10 more minutes of trying to wake you, you finally did. Not in the most pleasent way, but you did. After the painful scream that you woke up with, you began panicking, as a sign for Natasha to come in front of you.
"Malysh? Sweetheart, are you okay? Can I touch you, Kaya? Is it okay if I touch you?"
You shake your head, telling the Black Widow you did not want to be touched right now. True, the people who hurt you were only and only men, but that doesn't mean you're perfectly okay with women, either. And Nathasha understood that, she truly did.
"Alright, that's okay, I understand that. Would you like a glass of water, malysh?"
Again, you shook your head, your hands still slightly shaking, but you're no more hyperventilating.
"Okay, that's fine. Can I touch you now? Can I hold your hands, malysh?"
You nod this time. You're feeling better, and your breathing is normal again. You're still a little tense, but 'baby steps do matter', as Nathasha said.
You nod again. She reaches out to you, but you flinch and back away quickly.
"It's okay, it's okay. I won't hurt you, ok? You're safe here, malysh."
You nod, a sign to make her know you got the message.
"May I touch you now? Do you feel alright with it?"
You nod, this time you were sure you could bare the skin contact. It may not be a big deal for others, but for you, it was a huge deal. You were still very scared it was just a dream or that you haven't actually escaped the hell hole and the memories of your suffering there still felt very real to you. Nat was patient. Oh, how patient she was. She stayed with you since she rescued you, with no one pressuring her to do it. She chose to do it. As did the men who made you suffer. Now holding your hands, the famous hero lets a small smile slide across her face. It was reassuring. She knew that very well.
"Come on, malysh. Let's get you back to sleep."
At the mention of sleep, you shook your head. You didn't want to go back to sleep. No, going back to sleep meant getting nightmares again, and you for sure did not want that. These nightmares hurt you, mentally the most, but it almost feels as they also hurt you physically.
"That's alright. We can stay up a little longer if you want."
You nod at that. A night without 3 to 5 nightmares sounded like heaven, even thought it meant staying up all night. You didn't mind it as long as you got away for this night with only 2 nightmares, the one you recently got and the one you had a few hours ago, at 1 am, maybe? You lost track of time, but Natasha surely didn't. The heroine cared for you, spoke so soft, calm and caring and you felt safe with her. Well, more safer then you ever felt in your whole life. You still had your doubts sometimes, but the romanoff always reminded you that it was normal after eveything you went through. She also told you many many times that you had gone through so much more then her. You didn't quite believe her, but she reassured you again and again, never stopping from making you feel safe with her around you.
After some convincing and a lot of promises from Natasha, she finally got you to go back to sleep. After making sure you fell asleep, she just laid there, next to you, and looked at you with such a caring expression, like she wanted someone to look at her when she fell asleep.
Then, it was clear to her. She cared for you like a daughter, or like a sister. The romanoff wasn't quite sure which was it, but she did know she loved you.