Hitting a Pedestrian with My Car

STELLA'S POV—

After Sin drove away, I went back into the facility. For now, I am going to collect some materials, which would help for my journey. I still don't know where to find Nick Fury. I have three locations in total— Triskelion, Hub and New York. I am scratching the last location, as HYDRA kidnapped me from there itself.

Thinking for some time, I chose the Triskelion. Deciding my location, I collected some guns, food items, knives, and some clothes for my trip. I also changed my clothes and applied some bandages on my face. I mean, I can't just go looking like that. My clothes were bloody and so was my body and face.

I know it very well that the Triskelion is located on Theodore Roosevelt Island, which is somewhere between Washington, D.C. and Virginia.

Getting out of the facility, I saw countless vehicles standing outside it. Well then, it seems that my vehicle problem is solved. Finding a good car, I got into it. These guys are really morons. I mean, who the fuck leaves their car's key in the car?

Shaking my head, I started the engine. Thanks to the tracker in the phone given by Sin to me, I easily got the direct location of the Triskelion. Wow, HYDRA has really infiltrated into the very depths of SHIELD.

I started driving according to the map. I turned on the music. Listening music, a thought emerged in my mind. I knew that I couldn't avoid the consequences from OG Stella's actions. But like a cherry on top of an iced cake, I killed Crossbones, and killed their countless soldiers.

Besides that, I led astray their dear leader's daughter. If they want to hold grudge against me then, they are really welcome. It was really annoying that they were holding me responsible for my predecessor's actions.

After driving for almost three hours, I reached Virginia. Suddenly, when I took a turn, a pedestrian came in front of my car. I readily applied the brakes. Although, it still hit the pedestrian.

From the impact, the pedestrian fell down on the ground. Turning off the engine, I quickly got out of the car. The pedestrian was a man.

Fuck! I hit him with the car. Is he hurt? I sighed in deep frustration. Can I leave him just like that? The answer is a simple no. This guy is neither my enemy nor, wants to hurt me. On top of that, it's my fault that I hit him. My conduct won't let me leave him like this.

I asked, "Are you alright?"

Groaning in pain, he whimpered, "Ah! I think you hit my disabled leg. Could you please hand me my crutches?" Spotting the crutches, I handed him those and helped him to stand up.

He was 5'9'' and had blonde hair. With a painful cry, he stood up with my help.

"It really hurts. Ah!!" yelled the man in pain.

He squatted my hand away and yelled, "Are you blind or what? Who the fuck in the world hits a disabled man?"

I apologized, "I am sorry—"

"Keep your apology to yourself. I don't need your half-assed apology. If you don't know how to drive then, don't drive," he interrupted me in anger.

"Look, just—"

"Fuck off!!"

His words made me grit my teeth in anger. What's with this dude? Not only I am telling sorry but also, I offered him my help. But still, he is shouting and insulting me.

"If that's what you want, then fine. Have a good night, Sir," I spat at him.

Just as I was about to get in my car, I heard a heavy thud. Ah, fuck!! I know it very well what happened. He fell down, didn't he? I turned my head and saw that he was lying on the ground.

Closing the door, I walked towards him and stood near him. I mocked, "Wow! Are you trying to swim on the ground? Well, with that useless leg, you would just drown."

I know it very well that I shouldn't mock a disabled but, he deserved it. While I can't hurt him, I can mock him to my heart's content.

Frustrated, he yelled, "What are you looking at? Help me."

I raised my left eyebrow and asked, "Are you ordering me? If so, then fuck off!! Think about it, when I was trying to help you from my side, you shouted and cursed at me. Let me tell you one thing, I am not someone who helps people for free. I tried to help you because due to my fault, you got hurt. On top of that, now, you are ordering. Why should I help you?"

He begged, "I am sorry. I-I s-shouldn't have done that. Please, I help me."

Satisfied with his behaviour, I lifted him up and put him in my car. Shocked from my strength, he asked, "How are you so strong? You just lifted me like nothing."

I smirked, "It's in-built, just like your leg."

He yelled, "You are still mocking me. I did tell you sorry, didn't I"

I raised my hands in surrender. I said, "I like to hold grudges. Deal with it."

Gritting his teeth, he said, "Fine."

"So, where do you want to go?"

He replied, "I am a doctor. I came to Virginia for a medical conference. Just take me to the Inova Fairfax Hospital. Then, you can go."

I said, "Ok, I will drop you there. But I have a question. Are you really a doctor?" he nodded, "I am surprised how could you be still alive after experiencing your awful behaviour. Did any patient try to kill you?"

Annoyed, he yelled, "NO!! Please, just drive. I am begging you. I just want to be free from you." Laughing at his words, I started driving to the hospital.