A Multifandom Collection of Short Stories

23: Memories-Pietro Maximoff

Wanda was strong, but she had finally reached her breaking point. Her twin brother, Pietro had died in the battle against Ultron. He died to save Clint, who was overcome with shame. Wanda wasn't angry with him, but he felt guilty nonetheless.
Pietro had been the love of your life. You wanted to get married and have speedy little kids of your own. He had bought a ring, which you had no knowledge of, and you had been pregnant once. You lost it in a horrible miscarriage that devastated you, Pietro, and Wanda. She was looking forward to being an aunt.
The team had been sitting in a circle sulking; mostly Tony because it was pretty much his fault. You and Wanda were sitting next to each other, holding hands. Wanda was crying quietly, and you were biting your lip to hold back tears.
"I'm really sorry about your brother," Tony says genuinely into the silence.
"Aren't you going to apologize to y/n, too?" Wanda asks. See, you and Tony haven't been on the best terms for a while.
"Uh, yeah, I just thought you were of higher priority, Wanda."
"We are all of equal priority. You should apologize to y/n right now."
"I won't mean it. Maybe she should apologize to me first."
"You're so petty, Stark," you jump in. "Grow up."
"I'm petty? You're one to talk about being petty." I stand up.
"Shut the fuck up Tony! The love of my life just died, and you're being an insensitive little bitch right now."
"Y/n, calm down, please," Steve says, pushing me away from Tony.
"Why don't you shut up? You hurt my feelings first!"
"You are such a child, Tony! You have no compassion! How would you like it if Pepper had sacrificed herself for someone? What if I went and made my own crazy monster to kill Pepper, huh? How would you feel then?"
"Hey! We are not going to kill Pepper!" Steve says firmly.
"Don't bring Pepper into this!" Tony yells, veins in his neck bulging in anger.
"Who keeps yelling my name?" Pepper says, emerging from the hall leading to her bedroom.
"You did this, Tony! It's your fault my Pietro is dead. Yours and only yours."
"What about Bruce? He helped you know."
"I'm not stupid, Stark. I already talked to Bruce. He apologized, and we cried and I forgave him. You have yet to acknowledge your faults!"
"I have!"
"It was your idea to mess around with technology that you had no idea about! You should have just given SHIELD the scepter! Instead you've fucked up not only my life, but Wanda's life. You killed her brother, Tony. Her twin brother. Don't you understand the gravity of what happened to her? What happened to us?" You start to calm down, your anger melting into sadness. "You just don't get it. Wanda and I have lost everything. But you. You have your money and your fiancée. Just shut up, Tony. Just leave us alone."
"How do you think I got that money? My parents died, y/n."
"YOU DIDN'T FEEL HIM DIE IN YOUR ARMS! YOU WERE A CHILD, I WAS THERE! I watched as he took his last breath in my lap, his blood on my hands physically, but his blood on your hands metaphorically. Wanda, what did you feel when your brother died?"
Wanda tears up as she begins to answer. "It felt like there was a string tied to my heart. On the other end of the string was Pietro. No matter how far away he got, the string never pulled too tight. There was always enough string. But suddenly, the string got too tight, and ripped my heart out. I felt the pain of Pietro dying, I knew he had."
"You killed Pietro, Tony. Nothing you can say will stop me from believing that." You push Steve's arm off, give Wanda a kiss on the cheek, and walk away to the elevator.

When you get to your room, you sit and cry for hours. Your body hurts, but your heart hurts most of all. You missed Pietro so much. When you finally stop crying, you go down the hall to his room, and sit on his bed. You had brought everything that was in his locker into his room. The clothes he was wearing before the mission sat folded on his bed, as well as the bullet riddled and bloody silver suit. You take his shirt from that day, feeling the cotton material in your hands. Then his jeans, running your hand across the denim. You go to fold them back up, when something flies out of the back pocket, across the room. You fling the jeans onto Pietro's bed, curious as to what the object was. It's a red, velvet box, and you knew almost instantly what it was. You start crying as you open it. Your breath hitches as you see the beautiful stone he picked out for you.
"I would have said yes if you just asked," you laugh to yourself through the tears. You take the ring out of the box and place it delicately around your left ring finger.
"It hurts to know that you can never be married to him, doesn't it?" You hear Wanda's voice from the door.
"God, so much, so fucking much."
"I'm really sorry that you have to go through this."
"I know, Wanda, thank you,"
"It hurts to know that I can't be your maid of honor."
"You know, there's a chance that I'm pregnant again, but I've been too scared to check recently because it hurts to know that he wouldn't be here to father his child. It all hurts so much Wanda." You burst into tears at the thought of being pregnant and Pietro not being here.
"Baby, I know. We'll get through this. We always do."
"He called me princessa. God, I felt so special. Now I just feel foolish. I should have known good things don't last forever."
"Nothing lasts forever, baby, but we have to be strong when good things don't last."
"I was so stupid to think I could have what I wanted. I should have seen this coming. The good ripped out like it always is. I should've known I didn't deserve Pietro."
"Hey, look at me y/n." You do. "You deserve the world. Don't let Ultron or Tony or anyone tell you different. I love you and I'll always be here for you."
"I know, Wanda. At least I'll always have the memories."

A/N
Such anger and tension. Goodness. Also sadness. It was very sad.
Ciao, ~V