Y/N POV-
I stormed downstairs to the kitchen where everyone was still sat. "Yes I am part of the fucking mafia and no there's nothing going on with me and Natasha." I told the shocked faces of everyone. 'At least anymore' I thought. "So why did you come back?" Tony asked. "My mafia, the one that I run, we're not the criminals you Americans like to stereotype. We're good people. We kill the bad." I told them. "Why are you here?" Tony asked. I needed Natasha's help to take down the red room leader. But now it doesn't matter, the mafia will handle it." "But why did you stay?"Steve asked hesitantly. "What's with all the questions? I stayed because I though this could be something good. I get bored being the leader. This could have occupied me and I could have been doing something good, helpful. And.. I stayed because of- nevermind." They could see I was hurt by something and could only figure it was Natasha. "Oh shit what have we done." Steve said to the rest of the group. "We?" I asked looking at Wanda and Carol. "No they were the only ones who tried to convince us that we were wrong about you." Bruce said. I let out a breath. Thank fuck they were loyal to me. Unlike Natasha. "Did Natasha even try to reason with you?" I asked quietly. "No, she was quick to give up everything, including you, to stay with us" Bruce claimed with a smug look on his face.
"You know Bruce, I'm not usually the violent type." I said which earned a change of face from him before I threw a punch at his nose. Steve held me back. "OW FUCK MY NOSE." Bruce yelled as he attempted to stop the blood. "SEE GUYS, I TOLD YOU SHE WAS A PSYCHO." He yelled. "Oh please you brought that one on yourself." Carol stated as she winked at me. "You think I'm a psycho now Bruce? Wait until you meet the real me." I threatened to which Carol and Wanda smirked.
Natasha soon came downstairs to see blood gushing from Bruce's nose and me still in the compound. "What's going on?" She said. Her cheeks were tear stained and her eyes were swollen and red. She's been crying. "Y/N punched Bruce and told us she's in the mafia." Steve told her. "And..?" She said, wanting to hear more. "She's staying." Tony said as he made himself a coffee. "Oh, great, Y/N can we talk?" She asked. "No." I said before heading to my room.
I was in there for a couple of hours before Wanda came in. "Hey angel." She stated which earned a smile from me. "Oh darling, i'm far from that." I replied as I sat up and swung my legs around to the side of my bed so me and Wanda were sat side by side. She took my hand and interlocked our fingers, something I was only familiar with, with Natasha. 'God she's got me wrapped around her finger.' I thought.
"How are you holding up?" She asked. "Well, i'm a mafia boss, i'm trained to not feel anything or if I do, how to switch it off immediately." I told her honestly. "So are you feeling?" She asked as she looked at the side of my head since I wasn't looking at her. "I don't know, she played me. She wasn't even my girlfriend so, i'll survive. I don't understand why people are so hung up on exes or... ex flings. Relationships are pointless, like, they say they love you and wouldn't hurt you and do it anyway." I ranted, "Sorry I just had to get that off my chest." I told her.
She squeezed my hand tighter. "It's okay, you have the right to be feeling like that." She told me. "Thanks Wanda." I smiled and looked at her. Her eyes were very pretty. I hadn't really noticed them before. They were green with a hint of blue. They held a fainter tint than Natasha's. I looked away as they reminded me too much of her.
"Can I tell you something?" She asked me as she tried to change the subject. "Sure." I replied. "Yelena told me she has feelings for me." She told me happily. "That's so great." I replied, "Do you feel the same way?" "Yes! Completely! I have for so long, I never had the urge to tell her." She said. "Couldn't you have just read her mind to see if she felt the same?" I asked. "No, I was tempted to but I felt too guilty, I want our love to be natural." She told me excitedly. "Love huh?" I teased as I wiggled my eyebrows at her. She chuckled before slapping my arm. "Stop it, I really like her, I don't wanna mess this up." She said.
I could tell she was genuinely concerned about messing things up so I decided to give her advice. "Wanda listen, just always stay true to yourself and be honest with her. Be confident. When you have a problem talk to her about it. Communication goes a long way in a relationship." 'Not like Natasha tried to communicate with me' I thought.
Wanda's eyes were glowing red as I felt her in my mind. "Y/N, you're still hung up on Natasha." She said. "Yeah well, when you're in the mafia you make a promise. Even if you break up, you somehow always manage to remain having feelings for them. Like a curse I guess. A mafia curse." I told her. "But you can't be with her because of what she's done...right?" Wanda said sympathetically, trying to understand me without reading my mind. I respected that.
"Right... Anyway listen to this, one of the senior mafias has been in love with the same girl for 50 years. No matter how many times he might try to forget her, he physically and mentally can't. It's impossible. It's probably a revenge curse made by someone who disliked us. I was told it was dangerous to get myself involved in this. Now I have to pay the price." I told her. "What about the other members?" She asked. "Well they're smart, either they don't get themselves too close to anyone or they wait forever until they find someone who they know will truly never leave them, I was too quick with Natasha and I don't know how I let it happen." I said. "I understand." Wanda said, "You love her." I didn't reply. I just stared at the floor.
Small time skip
By now Wanda had gone back to her room, I decided to go to sleep for the night. Everything was chaotic today. It made me tired. You might be thinking: Chaotic? Is that it? Well yeah, welcome to the life of Y/N Y/L/N.
Although, I have to admit. There's never been chaos in my life as terrible and heartbreaking as this. Probably because I'd never really felt love- until I met Natasha Romanoff.
