Y/ns pov:
After having spent most of the morning sobbing over my sad life I collect myself and decide to go outside in my backyard where I can be alone.
But another knock hits my door and I sigh irritated, though I decide to answer.
"What?" I ask and pull the door open, it reveals a younger version of Dolly Parton, but this one is rather mean looking and sends me an unamused smiled.
"What a rude way to answer your door" she says bitterly, I roll my eyes, I've already messed up one interaction today with the woman across the street, I'll be moving out in a few hours if I continue!
"Anyway, there's a social gathering later at my house and I was hoping you would be able to make it since I wanted to invite the entire neighborhood, you don't have to bring anything, but a lighter mood" and then she leaves, just like that, how will I know when to come? later today can be from now to tonight!
I decide not to go, it's also easier I wouldn't have any idea what exactly to talk about either since the entire town seems to have jumped in time.
Closing the door I make myself a cup of tea and sit down in front of my window gazing out and quickly also zoning out.
Agathas pov:
"The woman who lives across the street from you, who's she?" Wanda suddenly asks me on our way to Dotties house.
"I don't know" I admit bluntly, "she mostly keeps to herself." I can't help, but wonder if Wanda will make her go out in public, but then, she didn't seem very controlled by anyone when I visited her and she wasn't loud like everyone else in this damn city, she was quiet and thought very carefully.
"Hmm" Wanda hums as if thinking about what to do with her, I wouldn't be surprised if it scares her that she has lost the control over someone.
And why didn't Wanda has control of her? the only reason she doesn't control me is because I'm a witch and a rather powerful one.
Who are you truly Y/n?
"Maybe I should stop by to introduce myself later, I mean what harm could it be?" Wanda says barely audible.
I want to tell her not to do it, tell Wanda to leave the poor girl alone, but a part of me also want to see the girl again even though she probably doesn't want to speak with me.
"Wanda" I say taking a step out in front of her causing her to stop walking, "can I give you a bit of friendly advice?" I ask, the redhead in front of me looks slightly taken aback and nervous.
"Is it about the way I'm dressed?" she then asks and confirms my success in changing the subject.
"Yes, but it's too late for that" I can't help myself, but she brought it up, it's only fair for me to give her my honesty.
"Dottie is the key to everything in this town, Country club memberships, parties, school admissions..." I say looking down at her empty belly, oh how I love manipulating this young witch.
"Well, let's not get ahead of ourselves" she says almost with a chuckle, I'm in her head.
"You get in with Dottie and it'll be smooth sailing from here on out. Just mind your P's and Q's and you're gonna do just fine" I got her mind of Y/n, I really don't hope she'll go to her, the poor girl doesn't need Wanda to mess with her, she seems troubled already.
"Or maybe I could just be myself? More or less?" the redhead in front of me says and I have no idea how to respond to that, not at all can she be herself, I'm sure she'll find a way, but not that way!
I start laughing, "Oh, Wanda, that's good" why am I doing all of this just to get her mind off the woman I can't get out of my head? Luckily before I have to get Wanda's mind off the subject anymore Dottie and her decibels comes walking out of the house.
I praise her poison of roses, but then fall behind deciding to focus solely on Wanda the entire afternoon only coming with a low question on how anyone can do this sober.
Wanda is doing a hideous job trying to make a good first impression on Dottie, I sigh under my breath countless times luckily without anyone noticing. They're all too busy listening to Dottie and Wanda's too busy chatting with someone who most definitely isn't from Westview much to my concern.
Brushing the stranger off, my mind drift towards Y/n again, I stayed at her window for far too long, but I could not help myself, an unfamiliar feeling told me to embrace the sobbing girl, burst into her house and simply pull her into my arms, but I knew very well I shouldn't do so. I should probably try not to think too much about the young woman knowing I'll have to leave her behind soon - I look at Wanda - I hope, or maybe I wouldn't mind staying a little longer than planned.
Time passes quickly and Dottie being utterly disturbed and annoyed by Wanda, decides to keep her at her house making Wanda clean everything and no matter how much and strangely I care about Y/n I will not stay behind!
I leave without saying goodbye to Wanda hoping she'll have forgotten about Y/n at this point and if not I surely hope she won't knock on the girl's door.
It's only late afternoon when I walk home, but a single glare into the young woman's house I see her in, what I can only think, is an old pajamas on her way upstairs. Either she has had a long day and like to wear pajamas or she's on a way to bed. I shrug and try to forget about the girl knowing I won't succeed in any way, but I will at least give it a try and spend some time in my basement.
Y/ns pov:
As per usual I went to bed early trying to get a few hours of sleep after the hours of numbness and insomnia, but I can hear a knocking on my door downstairs.
I've been kicking around in my bed for hours now and if I go downstairs to open up I'll have to start over, but if I don't go downstairs and look who it is I'll be thinking about who it could be for the entire night.
Another knock hits my door this time harder and I'm starting to realize whoever it is won't be leaving anytime soon. With a sigh I push myself out of bed, I look down and with a snap of my fingers I'm dressed in a more mundane pajamas and has less messy hair.
"I'm coming, I'm coming" I murmur as I stumble down the stairs trying to reach the door before whoever is on the other side gets bloody knuckles.
Pulling the door open in a rush I'm surprised to see another stranger.
"Um..hi?" I try, but the redhead looks slightly irritated. That's it I'm moving out tomorrow!
"Hi, I'm Wanda, just moved in to the house next to Agnes', I just wanted to introduce myself" she greets me with a hand, I shake it rather sceptical.
"In the middle of the night?" I ask and try to convince myself to yawn, but without success.
"Yes, my apologies I hope I don't woke you up" Wanda says and gives me a fake grin.
"No, I wasn't sleeping anyways" it's not really a lie though she has prevented me from getting my proper hours of sleep.
"Great" Wanda says, "I'll see you around" she adds and grab my hand again this time a rush of energy slides under my skin and I can follow a scarlet light flowing up through my arm and hit my brain. A small inconvenience from a small inexperienced witch.
A voice in my head tells me to give her my best smile and say goodnight, so I do, but afterward I feel my own white-shining powers overtake the small weak, red light and tear it apart removing it from my mind entirely.
Still giving Wanda a fake smile I wave goodbye and close the door, the woman is hurting, clearly, but I'm not about to let her mess with me in my house, has she no common sense?
She should try to befriend me instead of bewitching me, her small tricks won't effect me much with my uncontrollable powers.
With my mood ruined I trample upstairs preparing myself for a sleepless night, but as soon as I change and lay my head on my pillow I drift off to sleep wild with nightmares of the past, my past.
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I'm still getting into the universe
of my story, but in the next
chapter I'll take on the story of
the book to make it more than
just a Y/n on the sideline book.
All right bye-bye
-M
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Behind Lock & Key
Fanfic[before I start I want to give proper credit to Marvel. I do not own any of the characters except Y/n] Y/n was once a young witch, back in Salem she was at least. Now she's a fully grown witch but still looks like one in her early twenties. Her mag...
