Allison's POV
It's been five months since the shower 'incident' with Johnny. He's been assaulting me, and using me as his personal fuck toy ever since. And I'll tell you now, it has not been pleasant. But Wanda and Pietro has been helping me get through all the tough times.
FIVE AND A HALF MONTHS LATER
I'm supposed to be transported in two weeks. Im excited to be going to the Red Room cause I'm leaving this hellhole, but there's one bad thing. Wanda and Pietro. Me and Pietro aren't really all that close like what me and Wanda are. He trusts me with Wanda so I guess that's a good thing.
"So, you excited?" Pietro asked
"Excited?" I asked confusion taking over my face.
"About getting out of this place!" He exclaimed happily in his thick accent.
"Oh... Yeah. I suppose. I heard some workers saying how horrible the red room is, and how they are glad they aren't me moving there." I express staring at the ground like it's the most interesting thing in the world.
I look up and continue with my speech.
"I am happy I'm leaving this place though" I say with a smile.
"But I don't want to leave you and Wanda. I mean who's gonna take all the beatings I get that are supposed to be Wanda's?" I speak with a frown making it's way onto my face.
Pietro sighs and places a hand on my shoulder. I flinch from the bruising I have because of the regular daily beatings I get.
"Sorry" he apologises for making me flinch. I reply with a 'it's okay'
"Listen Allison. What them guys said probably isn't true. They're probably trying to get into your head. And Wanda is gonna be just fine. She still has me, and if that bastard lays a hand on her I will kill him, even if it results me in getting killed. I'm glad your moving, I hope you get a better life in there. I am gonna miss your idiotic ass though" He says giving me a warm smile making me lean in and hug him.
"Thanks Pietro. You and Wanda are like family to me." I take a pause and break from the hug to look into his bright blue-greyish eyes, and continue with my talk.
"I'm gonna miss you to mate". I say a strong Irish accent coating my voice.
He smiles and pats my leg to tell me to head back to my room before the agents here do.
We hug each other and say our goodbyes. I head off to my room and enter the cold, moist room, the smell of mould hitting my nose from the ceiling.
I see Wanda on her side of the room, sitting on her hard, metal bed with her head in her hands letting out soft cries telling me she's crying.
"Hey Wands. What's up? Apart from being in this shithole." I say making a little joke at the end to try and make her happier and it works.
She chuckles in her hands slightly and looks up. She had red puffy eyes from crying, along with wet cheeks with tears still rolling down the soft, light flesh, with a stuffy red nose from crying so much.
I take her beautiful face in my hands and swipe some tears off her skin and look into her watery green eyes.
She smiles and goes to speak but stutters over more sobs.
"Hey, hey. It's ok Wanda. Let it all out." I say softly embracing her in a warm hug, resulting her head to stuff in my neck, feeling her soft, warm tears dripping down my neck. I don't know what is up with her but, she rarely cries unless it's serious, or something or someone is making her upset.
After her crying on me, she slowly breaks the hug and looks into my eyes.
"I'm sorry" she says looking at her fingers, playing with them.
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