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Attacked.

Chapter Fourteen

"There you guys are! Come on!" Nat yelled and I chuckled, we each got in our cars and drove to the club, dad had rented the VIP section that was cut off from the club because we wanted our space and own bar for when we weren't on the floor, so that's where we went straight too. I flopped down on the couch pulling steve next to me, Nat came around and handed us beer as a beginner to the night. I sat completely snug with steve, his hand falling on my thigh as a comfortable place to rest, which warmed my thigh, making me feel flustered. Nat soon came and grabbed me, pulling me from steve, his hand slipping off me onto his lap, and I watched him glide to the inside of his thigh, he sat spread eagle. He was so goddamn attractive, and I licked my lips as she and I began dancing together, and I couldn't help but keep my eyes directed at Steve, and he did too, sometimes making eye contact with each other I couldn't help but swallow the lump in my throat. In the heat of dancing, I got squished, which happens, but when I squeezed out, Nat was gone from my sight, I looked around and as I turned I smashed into a chest, I looked up seeing the familiar menacing smile of Brad.

I tensed completely, staring up at him. "Not surprising to see you here." He mumbled and I stepped back. "Ah, ah, ah." He grabbed my wrist yanking me to him, where he started to sway while his hand dug into my hair making me quiver, his other hand grabbing my neck, lightly. "Just look at you, all alone, all your friends that can protect you over there." He whispered in my ear making me look at them, I saw Steve furrowed browed, eyes scanning, he lost me. "He looks worried, who knew you'd be Captain America's whore one day." He mumbled. "Your little teenage fantasy comes true." He said and I grabbed his wrist, he gave a warning tug to my hair. "You have no idea how fucking mad that makes me." He said and I teared up. "After all that's why you liked me no? Cause I have the slightest resemblance to him." He said as I tsked, he took pleasure in this power dynamic, and even as a trained agent, I feared Brad and that's what put me in my state of paralysis, where I couldn't fight back but, I had power again, he couldn't get to me anymore.

"Steve is more man than you ever will be," I said and he stared at me, smiling slowly.

"Yeah?" He whispered and I nodded.

"Yeah." I swung my leg, getting him between his legs right in the groin, he yelled and let go of my hair as he fell to the floor in pain and I turned. "Steve!" I yelled and our eyes met but I felt Brad grab my ankles and yank and I fell fitting the floor, steve stood, and when I looked back he was gone, coming to me obviously, but brad flipped me and was on me now.

"You stupid bitch!" He yelled and he grabbed my neck, tight, I gasped grabbing his hand as the other one came up in a closed fist and raised to swing at me, but steve was body checking him, both of them flying to the ground across from me, as they tumbled steve overpowered him immediately slamming him into the ground. "Isn't it, her guard dog of a boyfriend?-" before steve was punching him, and hard cause he went out cold, I sat up, and everyone moved out of the way as security came, steve must have told the bouncer at the VIP section because they were dragging brad away with one saying-

"We'll have him locked in the back for police, they'll be arriving soon." To steve who nodded turning, caring less as his eyes met mine, he ran over and gently pulled me up off the ground, into his arms and I stayed there, that was the first time I ever fought back and it felt... Amazing. The outcome didn't, but steve protected me like he always did.

"Are you alright?" He asked and I nodded shallowly as the whole team was ushering us back to the VIP area so no one could bother us, but steve brought me to the room back there rather than the front couches that looked over the club, the room was separated by a curtain where he asked the others to give me a breather and they all agreed, my dad looked worried shitless though. He placed me on the couch and I gripped his arms as he went to move away.