Ghost

Chapter Seventy

Yelena's POV

"Huh. I know I'm a little out of it, but I don't think I've heard of that movie," Steve says.

"Uh, neither have I. Is it new?" Peter pipes in.

"What is it on? Netflix, Disney plus.. ?" Wanda asks, turning to the tv with the remote.

This is all happening so fast. I can't believe Spencer actually said it out loud. Though it seems no one really knows what she means. This may be more difficult that we thought.

Once again everyone is looking at Spencer and my heart breaks for her. Her world could really come crashing down now. And there's only going to be so much Nat and I can do. But I will be damn sure to do my bast to keep her safe. She saved me. It may be time for me to save her.

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Spencer's POV

Things are spiraling around me. I said it out loud but no one really understood what I meant. They're all talking at once and it's getting too much. And now they're all looking at me again.

"So?" I have not been able to listen to their individual voices to know what they're asking.

"Um.. I uh." I swallow in hopes of gaining my composure. It doesn't work. "I.. I'm.."

Nat and Yelena seem to notice my ragged breathing at almost the same time, both asking if I'm okay. I just shake my head no. Nat holds me tighter as Yelena gets closer to help me focus on my breathing.

After awhile, they're able to bring my breathing back and I'm okay. For now, anyway. We haven't actually talked about me being the Ghost yet.

"Are you okay, Spence?" Wanda asks, concerned. And looking at all the other faces in the room, they were as well.

"Uh, yeah. I um.. I have something I need to tell you all. It's something I'm not proud of and would really rather forget but I can't as it is part of my past. And I hope it doesn't change anything after. Well, who am I kidding, it'll probably change everything.."

  Once Nat places a kiss on my cheek, I realize I was rambling and kind of lost everyone.

I take a deep breath. I blurted it out before, I can do it again.

"I'm the Ghost."

Some laughed. Some grew confused expressions on their faces, others just looked at me.

"Go on, bub. We're here," Natasha whispers in my ear and it gives me enough strength to explain. Or try to.

As I go to do just that, Tony beats me to it, "Wait, what are you talking about?"

"I am the Ghost. Or, I was the Ghost, I guess. I was also the one that killed the alter ego off."

Blank stares. So many blank stares.

And then laughter. Laughter and blank stares. Some angry faces or confused ones?

"What the hell are you talking about Spencer?" I gulp hearing Steve talk with some aggression. And swearing. He never does that.

"I'm saying that I was the Ghost. I know that's a lot to take in, it's going to be a lot to tell, really. I want you to know that I regret what I did and who I was. But, if you give me the chance to just explain.." I speak slowly, trying to force out my words in a way that makes sense and explains how awful I feel.