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( meme: for the people who hate happiness. stats: accepting )
11: my muse tells yours theyâve had a miscarriage.
          she doesnât want to come out of the bathroom. not when the stupid pregnancy test sheâs holding refuses to draw the second line, the one that will confirm her that everything is still okay, that their baby is still alive and well. but time keeps on ticking, and soon five minutes have turned into half an hour and the stupid stick still shows only one line: negative. AGAIN.
         to be fair, she shouldâve seen it coming â sheâd lost too much blood, her body had received way too much damage. and that was only what she was aware of; who knew what had happened to her body during cryo, or during the winter soldier program? probably nothing that would make pregnancy an easy thing. sheâs BROKEN, and itâs high time she accepts that.
         with her hand still holding firmly the pregnancy test, becky finally comes out of the bathroom. her gaze is fixed on the eyes of the person in front of her, the person whose baby she just killed, because apparently, like it or not, this is something she will never stop doing. no matter what, she will ALWAYS be a weapon, a KILLER.
         âiâm sorry,â she lets out in a breath, extending the plastic stick. âi- i tried, but âââ taking a deep breath, she tries to keep her voice steady, calm, SOLDIER-LIKE. âi canât. iâm broken.â