Forever Always Mine (Natasha Romanoff x Reader)

part. two

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Y/n
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I was training, people around me were training, I got grabbed by my shoulders, and I was dragged into the graduation room.
My friend was there, my best friend, she was sitting there in a chair with something for her eyes she couldn't see me.

I was given my gun. I took it, a tear fell from my eye, I loaded the gun and aimed it.

I aimed it at her head, her beautiful face where her long brown hair was supposed to cover.
I shot her, and suddenly blood was dripping down, down her face all over her beautiful features.

All life was gone. She was sitting in the chair lifeless.

**

I woke up soaked in cold sweat, my breathing was heavy, and my 'scar' was hurting.
I looked around and saw every single Avengers around me, well, everyone except Tony.
That Wanda girl, she was crying.

Natasha walked over to me and sat down in the chair next to me.
"Hey, Y/n wanna talk," Natasha said, stroking my hair.

Bruce left the room.
I looked up at the rest, Wanda wiped her tear away.
"Did I wake you all?" I asked while looking at them.

"What, no, you didn't," Sam said while looking joking.

"Really then, why is everyone standing around me?" I asked, and they all began looking down at the floor.
"Just be honest next time," I said and tried to move out of the bed thing I was in.

Bruce came into the room and stopped me.
He gave me a glass of water and a pain killer.

I gladly took the painkiller, but I didn't drink the water. It was easier just to take it without.

"How much does it hurt Y/n?" Natasha said, and I looked at her.

"Well, it is a solid 8. I would mean but don't care about me," I started, Natasha pulled up my shirt to see I ripped my stitches.

"Bruce Y/n ripped her stitches," Natasha said, and my eyes widened.

"What, no, I didn't. They are completely fine." I lied and got out of bed, and they all tried to stop me.
"Don't touch me, or I will kill you, understood," I said as Steve was trying to get to me.

Steve put his hand on my shoulder, I tackled him and looked back at the rest.
"Anyone else?" I said, and they shook their head in pure fear.

'Why did I have to rest at the Avengers tower, I would rather go home,' I thought to myself as I left the tower.

I drove home, not realising that someone was following me.
I got inside my apartment and laid on my couch when I heard the door open.

I found my knives and hid under the couch.
"Y/n come right out, you need to get stitched back together, and then you need to rest," a male voice said, I recognised the voice. It was Tony.

What was he doing here? Did he follow me? Oh no, what if some paparazzis had followed him.
Anyways I got up from under the couch and laid my knives beside.

"No, I'm not going back there, I will just wake them up again, not cool, Tony," I said and tried to walk away.
Tony he blocked me with, well, a suit.

"Get that thing out of my apartment," I angry, said to him while turning around.

"Alright, when you come back to the tower," he said in his Billionaire voice, ugh i hated it."

"I am not going back there, Tony, not before I am allowed to work again," I said to him while staring at him.

"Alright, Bruce, in now she ain't going back," Tony said, and I realized Bruce was with Tony this whole time.

Suddenly, not only Bruce, but also Bucky came in.
Bucky held me down while Bruce gave me anesthesia.

As I was awake again, I was strapped to my bed.
Natasha walked into my room, and she gave me a concerned look.

"You know, I know what happened in your nightmare today, right?" Natasha said and sat down next to me.

"What nightmare?" I said, looking confused at Natasha she looked back at me I confusion.
"Honestly, I can't remember anything from before I woke up," I said, and Natasha stroked my hair.

"So you can't remember, meeting me, walking straight into a door," she laughed, and you looked at her annoyed.

"Oh, I do remember that, oh never mind, I do remember my nightmare," I said.

"Y/n I know it's hard, it was for me too, not only did I have to first try and kill you but then try to kill my other friend"  she said as a tear ran down my face.

She unstrapped me, my body was exhausted, and I couldn't lift a single finger.
Natasha picked me up and carried me to  a couch.

I realized I wasn't at home. My kitchen wasn't anywhere.
I was at the tower.

I was lying with my head onto Natasha's belly.
Natasha put on a movie.
She stroked my hair. We were just laying there watching a movie.