"im the violence in the pouring
rain, im a hurricane"
ON HOLD (also major editing)
pietro maximoff x oc
age of ultron-civil war-tbd
started: 2/10/2021
finished: tbd
highest ranking: #11 Pietro Maximoff
ON HOLD
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"are you willing to try?"
PIETRO SPENT The remainder of his day cleaning up around the apartment. He quickly came to the conclusion that she was lashing out at him because of his previous departure.
His leaving her once gave her the fear that he would always leave, that he would never stay for her. And deep down he knew that she was hurting because of this.
So instead of following her orders he stayed, cleaning the blood from the tiles, the glass from the floor and running to get paint to cover the stained wall.
Meanwhile Hadley curled herself into her blanket, whether she heard the boy outside or not she didn't much care. She felt bad about her outburst but also felt that it was justified.
She hadn't said those things with the intention to hurt him, she was just pushing the hard truth. That she didn't believe she was worth staying for, because in the end that's how he made her feel the first time.
Rather than sitting her down calmly to explain the situation she had to come home to his bags packed as he attempted to sneak out, without even saying goodbye.
Obviously this cause a fight to break out, Pietro being the one to storm out—clearly—as he left Hadley alone in an unfamiliar country.
He knew she would be distraught but he also knew she would be safer without him there. Or at least her thought he knew, he was beginning to question her safety in his time away.
He let Hadley have her time, whether it was to wallow or rest or release her anger he wasn't sure. But it didn't matter, if she needed time he would give it to her. And she appreciated that.
His steps through the hallway became more prominent each time he passed, gather various cleaning supplies from the hall closet.
She knew he was still there but it felt as if she wasn't. Her mind was in a fog, it felt as if she had gone back in time to when she woke up from her first near death experience.
Her head was pounding as her neck began to ache, a migraine growing quickly. She glanced to her phone seeing that it was now 7 pm, 6 hours after her outburst.
She found that she had wasted the entire day having breakdown after breakdown and sleeping, it sucked. She fights her body's pleas as she pulls herself out of the bed, standing in front of her still locked door.
She reaches down slowly, turning to unlock the door, as pulling the door ajar. She can see him wiping down counters quickly, a small smile on his face as he does so.
