Social-Suicide

Not Perfect

I'm the monster you created.
                                             -Anonymous
Three and a half years later
Natasha's POV,

It was summer break, I had just finished 8th grade when I got a knock on my bedroom door. This wasn't unusual for me, there was always a knock on the door. For me this meant it was either time for ballet, time to be tortured or time for another mission. I was surprised when I opened the door and saw a familiar face, one I might add I never thought I'd see again.

"Hey Tasha" Clint greeted with a huge smile on his face

I was about in tears seeing him, was this a dream, I hadn't seen him since Nathaniel was born, I hugged him quickly not thinking about the consequences I might face later on if I was caught.

"What are you doing here" I asked as I pulled away from the hug

"We won" was all he said

I looked at him confused

"Pack up your stuff, we're leaving" he added

"How-"

"I'll answer all your questions when we get out of here, now pack up your stuff" he interrupted

I never seen Clint so demanding, I knew he was serious and I quickly packed up all my stuff.

"Let's go" I said as I grabbed my duffel bag

"That's all your bringing" he asked in disbelief

I nodded "it's all I have"

He nodded and grabbed my hand, we ran outside where a limo was waiting for us. I was confused why was there a limo outside and why are Clint and I getting inside it.

"Who owns this" I asked curiously

"Don't worry about it" he replied nonchalantly

He then gave the driver instructions and the driver nodded before taking off.

"Clint what's going on" I asked confused

"Your parents are in jail, which means that they can't keep you here" he replied as he pointed to the mansion that I had been living in for the past three and a half years

I looked out the window and frowned remembering all the terrible things I had to do and go through while I was there.

"Where am I supposed to go" I asked

"Your going to stay with Laura and I, then when Nick gets back you'll stay with him" he replied

I nodded "where's Nick now"

"Washington, after you left he went off the grid for a while, when he came back he became the director of a secret organization called shield in New York" he stated

"Why'd he do that" I asked curiously

He sighed "because he wanted to get you back"

I gave him a half smile

I know that Nick and Clint cared, I didn't think they cared that much. Nick always said he'd never go to college, but then again they did promise to get me out no matter what the cost. I just gave up hope, but now that Clint and Nick are by my side once again I know I'll be okay.

I looked around

'this doesn't look familiar' I thought to myself

"Clint, isn't the airport the other way" I asked in a knowing tone

"It is but we're not going to the airport" he replied nonchalantly

I looked at him confused, but my confusion was short lived when we stopped in front of a huge private plane