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Doubts and Insecurities

Wanda's Diary's POV: (this is new)

Dear Diary,

I'm happy for Mommy and Daddy, I really am! Just, with them getting married they're gonna want a more stable family, and Pietro, he's the definition of stable, he talks all the time, he helps out around the house, he doesn't calorie count, he can't read peoples minds. He's the perfect child. Him and Peter get on really well, whereas me and Peter haven't spoken more than 5 words to each other. And Pietro doesn't get nightmares which cause everything to break, and he has control over his powers. He makes sense. I don't. 

Don't get me wrong, I'm so so happy for them. But with marriage comes children, and I can't be trusted around kids, as I may hurt them accidentally. Tony talked about Dr Banner doing some work to figure out a way to restrain me while I sleep. I don't want that. It would probably just be easier if I left them, so they don't have to bother telling me I have to go. 

Anyway, I'm gonna leave Mommy and Daddy's, so that they can be a happy couple without them being all held back by me. I'll write back in a while when I'm gone. 

Love, Wanda.

Wanda's POV:

Mommy and Daddy are both cooking, and Pietro and Peter are doing lego, so I doubt they'll come in on me. I grab my calories journal, and put it in my bag, along with gus (my teddy) and my blanket. I take some clothes, but only the ones that I had before Mommy, I kept the tags in the other ones so she can return them once I leave. Everything will be so much better for them once I leave. I write out a note. 

"Dear Mommy, Daddy, Pietro and Peter.

Fisty, Mommy and Daddy. I am so so happy for yo. And yor marrage. But you know that onece yor marid you need to have a more stalbe famili. and I'm not stalbe. but i lov yo and i hop yo hav a god marrage. Pietro and peter ar th to stalbe suns yo ned. yo desev a dotr wo dosnt calory cont. wo dosnt hav nit mars and breks stuf. i'm sory mommy. i lov you. mabe one dai i wil be a betr pearson and com bak hom.

scdly Pietro. i'm gona writ slvakia. Hi, I'm so sorry, but mommy and daddy deserve a daughter who can control herself, and that's not me. I'm so so sorry. I love you so so much, and I'll miss you so much. I love you.

peter. i'm sory. i hop yo and mommy and daddy and pietro hav god nit slep now i'm not her.

i lov yo and i wil mis yo.

lov,

Wanda Maximoff-Barton.

ps. tel papa i lov him!"

I drew a bunch of love hearts at the end, and I placed it on my desk, along with my necklace. I grabbed my bag, kissing the letter, taking the photo of the 5 of us, mommy, daddy, papa and pietro and me with me. I heard Mommy knock on the door so I climbed out the window, laying flat against the fire escape. I then ran off, into the depths of new york.

Nat's POV:

I knock on the door to Wanda's room, wanting to check on her.

"Hey Wanda, it's Mommy, can I come in?" I hear no response so I go in, and Wanda wasn't there. I checked everywhere and I eventually found the note. I picked it up and once I finished reading it I screamed and fell to the ground. 

Bucky's POV:

Nat goes in to check on Wanda, and I hear her let out the most pain filled scream I've ever heard. I ran in and saw her holding a note, and Wanda was nowhere to be found. Tears were flowing from Nat's face, and she was clutching the note.

"Hey, hey baby. What does that note say Talia?" I take the note out of her hands, and she passes it to me. I let her sob in my chest, and I quickly read through it.

"Talia, baby-" I was cut off by her heavy breathing, and her whimpers.

"Why. Why is my baby gone." Nat was sobbing, and I lightly shook her.

"Pull yourself together Natalia. We have to go and find Wanda. Now, come on babe. Get dressed, we need to find her. Talia was shaking when she was getting dressed, so I half had to help her get ready. 

Nat's POV:

I find Wanda after hours of searching. She's curled up in an ally with a blanket, and there was a bunch of vomit all around her. I picked her up and she stirred in her sleep.

"Shh, baby. Mommy's here. Mommy's here baby." Pietro ran over to her and checked on her.

"Wandy! What's the hell is wrong with you! How dare you leave." 

"She's asleep love." He nodded and Wanda woke up.

"Mommy? Mommy!" She said something in Slovakian.

"Shh, Wandy, it's okay. Mommy forgives you. So do I." 

"Mommy! Mommy I'm sorry mommy!" I shush her and she winced in pain, and I could tell she thought she was in trouble. James ran over, and pulled Wanda into his arms.

"I'm sorry Daddy! Please don't hate me like Mommy does!"

"Mommy doesn't hate you babe. Come on. Let's get you home." I opened the door and I saw Clint with his head in his hands, having an anxiety attack.

"Hey, hey Clint. Look, look, it's Wanda. Yeah, we found her! Look!" Clint grabbed hold of Wanda, and pulled her into a tight hug. 

"Never. Do. That. Again. Understand that Missy?" She nodded and we all ended up staying on the couch, falling asleep. I couldn't sleep, I was too worried. Clint woke up from a nightmare, and I wasn't on the couch, and he called out my name.

"Clint, Clint, I'm right here Clint." He stood up, and he wrapped his arms around me.

"Don't leave me." I stayed with him until we eventually both fell asleep.