Toxic - A Natasha Romanoff x Female Reader Story

Chapter 14

Y/N's POV:

I groan stirring slightly and I realise I can't move very much. Hm? What the hell? I slowly blink letting my eyes adjust to the harsh light and I look at my wrists. Restraints? I look around the room and I struggle against the restraints. Fucking Romanoff and her lies. I knew this was gonna happen. I should never have trusted her.

"LET ME OUT!"

I struggle more against the restraints not caring if it's hurting my shoulder or my wrists. I need to get out of here. I can't cope. I keep wriggling and kicking and eventually, I just give up. I can't get out of these restraints, they're... magic proof? The only other person with magic like this is Wanda, that's interesting.

I turn my head towards the door when I hear it open and I glare when I see Natasha. 

"What the hell do you want? Are you happy now? This what you wanted?"

I see her look at me upset and I huff looking away.

"Y/N, I swear to you this isn't what I wanted for you. I didn't expect this at all, I'm so sorry."

I roll my eyes.

"Quit it with the fake apologies, will you? I'm beginning to add up your plan, when did you get time to make the call huh? Tell me, did you know these handcuff things are magic proof? It's like they were made for your precious little Wanda."

"Don't bring her into this Y/N. She was the one who found you in the woods and saved you."

I look away from her and scoff.

"What, and that's supposed to make everything better? Look at me Romanoff, I'm tied down to a metal bed in a cell. What makes this any better than leaving me dead in the woods?"

"Don't say that! You're worth more than that, especially to me now."

"Yeah, a good joke that is Blondie."

"I'm being serious Y/N! If it wasn't for you I'd have never been able to come home to my daughter. I'd have done the one thing I promised her I'd never do. I'd have left her alone."

I look back at her confused. 

"A daughter? I didn't know you had a daughter."

She nods.

"It's Wanda, we had this whole conversation about how she feels like I'm a mother figure. It was then so important for me to make sure that I was there for her. I love her so much and I'm always going to be forever grateful that you made it that I could come home to her."

I shrug slightly.

"Wow, touching. Good for you, I'm glad your life is going great."

She frowns upset and tries opening the cell and we hear the speaker say *ACCESS DENIED*. I watch her tilt her head confused.

"What the hell? My code always works for this cell."

I watch her try again and then I look back up at the ceiling.

"There's no point trying, Romanoff."

We both turn our heads to the door and see Tony. Great.

"Hi Tony, have you come to let me out? It'll be easier than me breaking out because I will come for you, and I will hurt you."

"Shut up, Y/L/N."

"Wow, that was fucking rude."

He waves his hand at me to dismiss me and I roll my eyes.

"Tony, why the hell doesn't my code work on the cell?"

"Well Romanoff, it's because you're soft. She'd somehow emotionally manipulate you into letting her go."