That was it. Just like that, what we had was over. I knew that I would never see her again. The mafia are good at hiding.
I sat on her bed and sobbed into her pillow. Already I missed her touch and her taste and her smell. I ruined everything. I led down on her bed and stared at the ceiling in the dark of her room. An empty feeling sat in my heart. Her love came fast and left even faster.
I stormed to Bruce's room. "Bruce?" I said loudly to see if he was in here. He walked out of his bathroom and said "Natasha, are you ok? Have you been crying?" "Y/N left and I can't do this with you anymore." With that I left him in his room just as Y/N left me.
I'm so stupid. It was that easy. Now i'm never going to get her back.
Y/N POV-
It did hurt. I truly wanted her. I understand that all good things come to an end, I just didn't think it would happen to me, i'm usually good at cutting people off quickly before it becomes anything 'good'.
I arrived at my house, it was in the middle of nowhere but right in plain sight- no one would be able to find me here.
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This was just my own temporary apartment. The main building was the mansion. I don't tend to go there often. Too many people. I let the mob do what they want there.
I walked onto my balcony and took out a cigarette. I lit it and began to smoke it, making smoke art with every puff.
From now on my life is going to be very different.
