Dear Abby, I'm sorry

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"Y/N?" Sydney says opening my bedroom door. The light seeps in and burns my eyes. I groan and cover my head with the sheets. "Marianna said that you have only gotten out of bed to get a drink and use the bathroom," she says softly as she sits next to me.

"I'm just tired Syd, I haven't had a break in months."

"I brought you something," she rubs my back, I uncover my head. She picks up a pink bag, sprinkles read the word on the bottom left corner. I instantly sit up. She smiles and takes out the clear plastic container containing 4 carrot cake cupcakes.

"You always know how to cheer me up," I smile. I grab one out of the container and start licking off the frosting.

"Of course I do," she says softly with a smile. Without another word she steps into the bathroom, I hear the water run which can only mean she's drawing me a bath.

"You take such good care of me," I laugh when she re-enters.

"Come on," she says, forcing me out of bed with a giggle. She leads me to the bathroom. The tub was filled with bubbles and it smelled like roses. She tugs on my loose-fitting clothes, I catch myself looking at every detail on her face: not a single flaw was on her skin. Her brown eyes sparkled with every movement they made.

"Don't you know it's not polite to stare," she smiles, pulling off the last piece of clothing on my body.

I tug on her white button-up which she wore casually with a pair of loose-fitting jeans. "Join me, Abby," I whisper. I hear her breath stop.

"Y/N I- I," she stutters.

"Let me take care of you for once," I step closer and bring my hands up to her buttons, "will you let me?" I ask looking into her eyes. She sets her hand on my waist, I continue down her shirt and slide it off slowly making sure to feel her skin on my fingers. I look down at the white bra that holds her breast and cup it before smoothing my hands back to unhook it. She licks her lips.

"Kiss me," she whispers. It was almost like a spark when our lips touched it was slow and passionate, it was a moment that took too long to happen. She smelled good, she tasted like strawberry chapstick, the way Wanda always had.

She kicks her pants off and steps into the tub. She sits in between my legs and rests her upper body on mine. I kiss up her neck, she turns her face towards me and our lips connect again. My hands run down her body onto her thighs and back down her inner thigh until I had two fingers on her clit.

"Cum for me," I say, rubbing faster. She muffled her moans by keeping her mouth closed. I grab her chin. "No, no, open your mouth I want to hear those pretty moans."

Immediately her sweet moans picked up, it sent electricity coursing through my body.

"That's right baby, you're doing so good," I praise. Her breath gets quicker.

"I'm gonna- oh my g-" her body squirms on top of me as she reaches euphoria. I wait until her body relaxes to lift her chin for her to look at me. She stares back for a second before getting up.

"I-I have to go," she stutters.

"No, no please stay," I grab her hand, she hesitates just for a moment and continues to grab a towel.

"I'm sorry Y/N," she wraps herself in it, collects her clothes, and exits into the bedroom.

She returns fully clothed. "I'll be back to check on you."

"It's okay, I'm okay," I force a smile.

She kneels down next to the tub and cups my face with both her hands. I place my wet soapy hands on top of hers. "I'll be here with Wanda just in case," she smiles. She slips her hands out from under mine and closes the bathroom door behind her.

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The next day I struggled to be content with any outfit I put on. I was going to apologize to Sydney. I usually don't care whats she saw me in, she saw me at her worst. It was a new feeling, I wasn't completely sure what it was but I wanted Sydney to see me at my best. I finally settle on an outfit, take a shot for confidence, and head to her place.

"Miss Phoenix, lovely as always," One of her agents says to me as he unlocks the door.

I walk in the door and hear light conversation coming from the upstairs study. I listen in to it.

"Stop," Sydney says laughing, "Theos in the next room,"

"I can be quiet, can you?" I hear a familiar voice say. A door opens in the hallways.

"Y/N!!" Theo screams coming out of his room. The door to the study opens Wanda and Sydney both look surprised to see me. My heart sank.

"Y/N, we were just meeting about what to do about the interview," Wanda tries to explain.

"I'm a big girl I think I can handle it," I joke, trying to hide my real emotions.

"Wanda, can I talk to Y/N alone?" Sydney says, Wanda takes Theo by the hand and takes him downstairs. We walk into the study, I sit on a big red leather chair. Sydney paces back and forth in front of me.

"So you and Wanda?" It comes out bitterly.

"I'm sorry we didn't tell you about it, we just didn't want you to-"

"I'm not mad Sydney, I'm just happy that you are happy," I get up and pour myself a drink. The dark alcohol burning in my chest gives me a much-needed uplift.

"Is that your answer to everything," she scoffs.

"I'm sorry if I need a drink once in a while," I snap back.

"Don't act as you have ever wanted me Y/N, your eyes were always set on Natasha. I'm finally getting over you so please let me," She pleads.

"You were right, I have always loved you, and I'm sorry I realized it too late," I walk closer to her, we wrap our arms around each other and press our foreheads together.

"Y/N," She warns.

"Just kiss me one more time," I plead, our lips inch closer together, our lips stay connected for a long time.

"I love you, Natasha," I whisper, she pulls back and her eyes start to water, "Sydney," I panic to correct. She steps away from me and wipes her tears.

"I'll see you later Y/N," Sydney says with a forced smile. I swallow and pull open the door.

"I'm sorry," I say to her before rushing down the stairs and out the door. 

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