"Wanda" I said she looked me straight in the eyes "Y/N" she mumbled
Everyone was looking at us now, this was unconformable now
"Wanda, it's been a long time" I said "how are you doing?"
"Wait, do you know each other?" said Stark in confusion "yeah long story but yeah" I responded still looking at Wanda
"I'm good and you Y/N" she said coming closer "good, where is the fast boy?" I asked Wanda, her face changed, it was quite sad now, but she wanted to hide it "Wanda, where is Pietro?" I asked again "Y/N, Pietro..." she said "Y/N, Pietro is dead" she said fast "what?" "Yeah he died a while ago" "damn, I'm sorry, I didn't know" I said in a sad tone "but how the last time I saw him, he was fine, I know it was a while ago but..." "He was shot" she said "by whom?" I asked "Ultron" she said "where is that motherfucker I want to kill 'im" I said getting mad and starting to have tears in my eyes "he's dead, his own son killed him" she said "well that's good" "I'm going for a drink" I said and left
I was looking for what to drink when someone touched my shoulder, I look up to see who it was, It was Steve "hi, are you ok?" he said "yeah, I'm ok, or well I think so" I said, he looked me in the eyes with a face that said 'I don't believe you' "actually I don't know" I said looking at the table "wanna talk about it?" he asked "maybe" "let's go to a room" said and took a glass of water and my arm and guide me to my room "how do you know this is my room?" I asked "Bucky's room is the one on the front, he told me" he said "talk, If you cry, it doesn't matter, I won't judge" he said "I won't tell the whole story" I said "ok" "Pietro..." I started, and I was already starting to feel a lump in my throat. "Take your time" "Pietro Maximoff, was my best friend, I met him the first time I left my old boarding school, I was really scared because the last time I went out of my house before the boarding school someone took me away from my family, it was a school trip we went to a museum and then to the park, that was where I met him, hewas running away from a PO, when he crashed into me, he apologized, and before he ran off again he realized that I was alone, so he stayed with me, we talked for a while until he told me he had to go, so he gave me his number and left, since that day we have known each other" "and the last time I saw him was 6 years ago, I have not been able to connect with him, I didn't even know he was here, with Wanda of course" "I never thought I was going to lose him, I knew we were going to die, but I thought we were going to do that together, that was our plan"
"damn, I know how losing a friend feels, specially your best friend" he said with a sad face, he saw that I was sad really sad, so he stood up and said "I'm leaving you alone, you look like you want that, If you need something just call me" then he left, but I wasn't alone because Wanda entered the room "hi" "hi" "want to cry?" she asked "hell yeah" I said
We got into my bed and turned off the lights, but instead of crying all we could do was laugh. I think we laugh instead of cry because we didn't believe that Pietro died.
We laugh for about 10 minutes until Wanda said "let's eat some Ice cream and watch a film," "yeah let's do that"
we put grow ups and stay there until we fell asleep
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short chapter! sorry not much imagination today
hope you like it and yeah this is going to be crazier than WandaVision, because you are not from that world ;) -wink- but she knows you "why would that be?"
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