KEY <3 (Translations at the bottom, but you already knew that!)

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MJ - +1 (929) 239-5391 - Peter's girlfriend

Yelena's POV

She ran out, and no one could understand why. She has new information about her gift, which is incredible, powerful, rare, and special. Cassie's jealous, Tommy's jealous, Kate's jealous, yet it seems August is envious of them instead.

Before Tommy could leave, I held his arm back. "Don't, Tommy. I've got an idea where she is."

"Tracking phone now, Yelena," Riri pipes up, and I sigh. 

"Don't, I know where she is. If she isn't there we'll just leave it."

"How?" Peter asks, popping up onto the ceiling where he sits upside down.

"Leave it." I look at Abigail who quirks an eyebrow as well as a slight frown. But then realization hits, and a clouded gaze hides her eyes, but she doesn't stop me. 

"Go, Lena." She tells me and I nod.

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"You know, you can be a tough girl to find, August Miller." I'm not going to try to say Augustine for obvious reasons.

She starts climbing up the thick branches of the tree as I make my way up the ladder. I see her two steps above me when I reach the top of the treehouse. 

Her cheeks are flushed rose, and bubbles stuff her nose.

"I'm not here to bring you back, but I'll let you stay up there, though you know if I wanted to you'd already be caught."

"How'd you find me?" She growls out, and I shut my eyes for a second.

"Is that the question you really wanna ask, or do you want to know why I'm here?"

"Go ahead, Yelena. Not like I have a choice."

I snort when she says that. "August Miller, what do you have against my sister?"

"Что?" She feigns confusion, which could and will work on anyone but me.

"Не надо, малыш."

August climbs a branch higher, practically shoving her fear in her pocket as she forces her fake superiority to overtake me with dignity. "What, I didn't do anything!" 

"Милая..." 

"Я сказал не надо!"

"Avgustina Yullieta!" My accent comes through thick, and her head whips to stare at me so fast.

Fear laces her eyes before the curtains close and a stone wall appears. "Да, мэм."

I hit a cold spot. I hit a cold spot. I hit a cold spot. Shit shit shit shit shit.

"I'm sorry, Auggie. I didn't mean to shout, can you please come down? I want to give you a hug."

"Да, мэм."

No no no no no no.

She falls into my arms, and the warmth this should give radiates nothing but still trees and dreary skies.

"Милая, it's okay, it's okay. If you need to, cry."

That's all it took before her legs stopped supporting her and we fell to the floor.

"Shh, shh, you're okay, you're okay. Shh милая, I've got you."

"I'm sorry. Thank you, Yelena."

"I've got you, darling. You're okay."

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"Can you tell me why you hate Nat now?"

We're currently sitting across from each other on the wood of the tree house. It's surprisingly comfortable and the place is comfy.

August looks down at her fingers as if one look away would cause them to disappear forever. Honestly, in this day and age, that look is normal.

"August?" I put my finger to her chin, guiding it back to meet my eyes. I give her the grace of a small smile, which she returns politely, without so much as it reaching her eyes.

"She..." Auggie looks down again. "She played a role in my family's death. And I don't think that's all she was apart of in my past." 

When her face comes up to meet mine, her face is stoic again. "I hate her."

I have to deal with how she is right now, she's chill, she's fine. She's not crying which is great!

"Was it... willingly?"

"Yes, I think. But it doesn't matter, she chose to kill them. She chose to be part of it. She chose to not be careful! I want my mom back! I want my dad back! Those names, the Miller's, on her gushing red list of deaths! Margot Rae Miller! Daniel Benjamin Miller! Ronan Lucas Miller! She killed them!" I was wrong, I should'n't've kept going with her! 

Her spiraling scream fades back into tears, and she clutches onto me as if I'll leave her. "Bring them back, Yelena! Please! I miss them so much! So much! I can't anymore, it's too strong! Please!"

"Oh hunny."

The orphaned girl cries in my arms as I hold her tight. Deja vu from less than five minutes ago replays in my mind. The broken girl with the broken heart, who's pieces are all laid out in front of her and Natasha. She just doesn't know it. 

I have the choice to help them figure out her past with white out in ever other line.

Over and over she calms down and rises back up. No words are exchanged until finally she's burnt out.

"Yel?" August mumbles.

"Yeah?"

"Why does SHIELD want me so bad? I've been on their side before."

"I think it's because they're not used to someone who's playing tug o' war with their mind. They don't realize you're on their team."

"To an extent," she remarks, and I laugh.

"To an extent is all of us."

"I'm only fifteen and I've killed so many underserving people. And I want to stop, but it's a habit. I try and stop someone truly bad, but then I kill 'em. It's in my programming."

As her breathing get's heavier, I squeeze her hand. "In... out... In... out."

She copies me, and I sigh. "Thanks. You're the better sister."

I smile to myself as she dozes off into a much needed sleep. 

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Teenage Dirtbags 🟤👜

Kate. Bishop.
Update? 
Yelena??

Knock-Off Tony
yea
she's not responding anytime soon

Kate. Bishop.
UGHHH
We dont have the time!!!

Knock-Off Tony
what r we waiting for exactly?

America. Chavez.
IDK
Kate wont tell me!!

Abigail?
YEA
KATE

Kate. Bishop.
You arent in this conversation!!

America. Chavez.
YEA
ABIGAIL

Abigail?
I was literally on your side!

America. Chavez.
...
my bad

Knock-Off Tony
Kate
give yelena space
its been 10minutes

Peter. Parker.
we r literally all together why are u guys
texting???

Peter's girlfriend
why are you not just saying that out loud, 
Peter?

Peter. Parker.
why'd u text on here then???

Peter's girlfriend
I wanted to fit in
and you were doing it

Fast one
guys just get off text! your blowing up Yelenas
phone!

Weird one
and mine
just get off!!

Peter. Parker.
Just say this stuff out loud!

Fast one
WERE IN A SPIRAL

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Translations!! (Just to clarify, this is all google translated or used from a website, I don't know Russian! My grandpa does though :))

Что?:
translation: chto?
meaning: what?

Не надо, малыш:
translation: Ne nado, malysh
meaning: Don't, kid

милая:
translation: milaya
meaning: darling/honey/sweetie 
(term of endearment) 

Я сказал не надо!
translation: YA skazal ne nado!
meaning: I said don't!

Да, мэм:
translation: Da, mem
meaning: yes, ma'am