Life Of Y/n Banner// Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader

Chapter 9

At first school was normal, when no one noticed me but once someone saw me. The whispering started. I ignored the stares and questions as much as I could as I walked to my locker.

"I really wanna call you a bitch for not answering any of my calls and just disappearing on me but I know your going through a lot." said a familiar voice from beside me.

"Hey, Sarah." I said softly.

"How are you?" she asked as she wrapped me into a hug.

"I...don't know." Tears starting to form but I held them back. I couldn't let people see me cry, no matter the circumstance. "Can we-can we do this later? I just don't want someone to eavesdrop."

"Of course. We can go to my house after classes." I nodded in agreement and then we made our way to class. When we walked in our professor was already there which was a surprise because he was always late.

"Ms. Banner. It's good to see you again." he said with a smile.

"Good to be back. Sorry for being gone so long."

"It's alright, Ms. Romanoff has already filled the school in on what's been going on."

"Right, uh, maybe I can come after class to get the assignments I missed to make up for the time I've been out. Just so it doesn't ruin my grade, you know."

"Yeah, just stop by and I'll give you everything you need."

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"Y/n? Hello! Earth to Y/n!" Sarah yelled taking me out of my trance.

"Yeah, yeah. Sorry. I spaced out." I said.

"I could tell." she said looking at me with concern.

"Stop."

"Stop what?"

"Looking at me like that."

"Like what?"

"Like I'm some delicate thing that needs protection or else I'm just gonna break!"

"I just...I just wanna know what's going on. You've kept me in the dark for the past 5 months. I want my best friend back, but I can't have her if she won't let me help her."

"There's nothing to help me with!"

"Oh really?" She was starting to get a little frustrated. "How 'bout this? Natasha called me. When you were in a coma! I visited you, everyday. For three months, Y/n! For three months I cried myself to sleep because I didn't know if my best friend was going to wake up. Then, I get a call from Natasha saying your awake and I felt so relieved and when I said I was going to come by, I was told not to. But you know me, I came anyway a couple weeks later. Sitting there on a recovery bed, knees to your chest, just staring blankly at the wall. You looked like you hadn't slept or eaten or showered in days."

"Sarah, I really don't wanna talk about this."

"I called you. I saw as it rang and you just looked at it and ignored it. So, I went home. I know that you go through these phases of pain when you lose someone. So I left it. But three more weeks go by. this time Steve calls me. They can't find you. You've left your room and no one knows where you could possibly be. He asks me if I know a place you could be, I tell them about the tree house. I figured that I'm closer so I volunteer to go look, that way if you were there I could be the first to know your safe and maybe be able to talk to you. But instead I find a burning tree. When they finally find you, they find you 20 miles away about to jump off a building. If they hadn't found you sooner I don't know what I would've done because you are all I have left. And I get you hating everyone and blaming everyone for your dad's death but you shutting me out was not okay. You are not okay."

"You don't think I know that?! I'm messed up! My mother chose death rather than being with me! I'm living in a place full of people who I say I blame for my father's death even though I don't! Because the only one I blame is myself! If I had used the power that I have I would have been able to end everything before he even had to do anything! It's my fault! It's my fault." Tears violently streaming down my face, I fell into her arms. She held my head with one arm and ran the fingers, of her other hand, through my hair as she calmed me down.

"It wasn't your fault. There was nothing you could have done. You understand?" she told me, holding my head so I was looking into her eyes. "You are not the cause of everything wrong the universe throws at you. You are the victim, not the villain."

"What if I'm both?"

"You're not. Y/n (Y/m/n) Banner, you are an amazing person and you deserve so much better than what the world's given you. You are caring and kind and selfless and you put other people before yourself and I am so glad that you entered my life."

She caressed my face and held me in her arms as we both cried.

This moment was everything. The first time I felt comforted. Felt safe. Felt heard. Sarah has been my best friend since I was born. She may be 2 years older than me but that's never mattered. She's been with me through everything. When you lose someone so close to you it's easy to forget about the people who are still alive that care for you. You tend to drown the world out. But even in the darkness there's that one person who pulls you out, whether you want to come out or not.

"Sarah?"

"Yeah?"

"I've caused so much damage."

"It's okay. It's okay. We can fix it. Together."

"Together." I closed my eyes and sunk into her arms and the darkness of my mind. A new nightmare taking me over. It begins with a little girl lying on the grass in a white dress covered in pink, blue and purple butterflies. She's staring into the bright blue sky, pointing at the clouds. Lying next to her is a woman. The woman has long black hair and extremely pale skin. She's wearing a long, flowy black dress and no shoes. She's quite tall and has a beautiful smile. But she never opens her eyes.

The little girl turns to her and asks, "Who are you?"

To which the woman responds, "You will learn soon enough."