Toxic - A Natasha Romanoff x Female Reader Story

Chapter 9

Natasha's POV:

"You let her get away? AGAIN! Are you fucking joking?"

I watch Tony throw his jacket across the room and run his hands angrily through his hair. I tense my jaw tightly glaring at him. I hate him recently. I really do.

"Tony! If you would just listen to me for a change! I was able to implement a tracking device to be able to follow her every mo-"

"No, Natasha. You fucked up, you didn't do the mission correctly. You were the one who decided to go on your own and then fuck it up by yourself, it's embarrassing."

"Tony, do you hear yourself right now? I tried my best and you're just throwing me under the bus! If you would just listen to me! If you actually cared you'd understand that I've gotten further than anyone else! I bet even you don't know where she is!"

I watch him as he goes quiet and I can feel tears on the brim of my eyes ready to fall and I take a shaky breath. I can't deal with this, I'm done.

"You know what Tony? I'm done. Do this mission your fucking self. if you're so great."

I grab my bag shaking my head and I begin to leave the room.

"Well little Miss Triple Impostor, it's not my fault you're a traitor."

I hear small gasps from some of the others who are around the room and I stop in my tracks. I spin round and look at him darkly.

"What did you just say to me?"

He glares harshly at me.

"You fucking heard me."

I look around the room taking in the facial expression of other's and I see it's Wanda who looks the most upset. I see Rhodey, Peter and Vision divert their eyes away from me. I knew they'd take that bastard's side, he has such an influence over them.

"Wow Tony, that is low, even for someone like you."

I storm off down the hallway towards my room and I slam the door locking it and I can't help but let the tears fall. I lean against my door, my back to it, and I slide down my head in my hands resting them on my knees.

I need to get out of here, I can't stay. I need to get that fucking girl and I need to get her now. 

I just want my family back. I want them to trust me. No, I need them to.

I stand up grabbing my duffle bag and throw it onto my bed. I need clothes, weapons, ID's and passports. I start throwing things into my bag and I rub my face chewing my lip when I'm done. I'm forgetting so-

I'm pulled from my thoughts when I hear a knock on my door and I clear my throat.

"I don't really want to see anyone. Who is it?"

I hear a small shuffle of feet and a sniffle and I immediately know who it is, even before their quiet reply.

"It's Wanda, I was just coming to check on you, I'm sorry. I'll just come back later."

I walk over to my door unlocking it and I open it smiling slightly at her. 

"It's okay Wands, I didn't realise it was you. Come in."

I move out of the way to let her in when my bag catches the corner of my eye. I quickly manoeuver myself around her to hide it under my bed and I see her raise her eyebrow slightly.

"Nat...are you going somewhere?"

I chew my lip gently and I slowly turn to look at her and I frown when I see her tearing up.