A/n: ...So I know this story was completed months ago. But I had an idea for a chapter. And I wanted to say a huge thank you to those who have read the story, as current we are at 55.5k overall reads, which is just amazing.
But if you want to see more chapters like this one, let me know and I might make a one shot story in relation to this story, or just continue to adding them here.
Anyway for context this chapter, is in the POV of Tony Stark, after the mind wipe.
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I rub my eyes, confused at to how I ended up on the roof I look next to me and see Wanda asleep on the floor.
"Wanda?" I crouch next to her. I see white energy disappearing in front of me making me confused, but I focus on the sleepy which in front of me.
I feel my tears on my cheeks, which makes me confused. But I brush away the thought and a carry Wanda into the tower.
When I get back inside of the tower, Wanda starts to stir as I reach the living room.
"Tony?" Pietro asks, his eyes red but he looks at me confused. I place Wanda down on the couch, as her brother rushes to her side. I stand there looking at them confused, feeling like something is missing.
"Mr Stark, what happened" Vision says appearing next to me, I turn to him confused. Raising a hand I wipe my teary eyes "Not quite sure, Red Witch and I were... stargazing ? I think?. No need to worry I'm not out to steal your girl, I have my.... I have my..... I have..... no one" I say furrowing my brows as I click my fingers, feeling like something is at the tip of my tongue. Vision's face drops, quickly looking down to his girlfriend, he looks up at me "Perhaps you should rest" He suggest. I nod and walk away toward my room.
Passing Nat and Bucky in the hallway I roll my eyes, as they smile and hold each other close. I scoff "Get a room" I mutter. Nat hears and raises a brow at me, going to say something before furrowing her brow confused.
Shrugging I continue walking, trying to work out why my mind feels all muddled and clouded. "Jarvis?" I ask as I reach my room, the AI hesitates or maybe its my delusions.
"Yes Sir?" He asks, I rub my face as I move through my level, stopping when I reach my bar to pour myself a quick drink.
"What happened? Why was Wicked Witch of the East and I out on the rooftop?" I question, downing the drink, as I wait. Noticing Vision phase through my walls, I stand up straight and walk toward him.
"Oi, boy red what are you doing" I ask he reappears with a handful of photographs and female clothing. Making me more confused "And why are you snooping through my stuff"
He looks at me briefly before phasing through the floor below. Irritated I walk into my room, and look around confused, "Why is my stuff only on one side?" I question as I look at my bed, which has only one side table with belongings on it, the dresser is half taken up by my products.
Walking into my walk in wardrobe, I notice the same pattern, quickly checking all of my draws to make sure everything is in its right place. I stop when I come across a small jewelry box and an envelope. Addressed to rain?
Feeling my mind burning, as it tries to make sense of what is in my hands I take them back with me as I sit down on my bed and open the envelope and take out the numerous pages of this letter and read it.
Y/n L/n,
Look before I even begin, or you read this, just a prewarning letters? not my forte. Blame Rogers for this one. Y/n, you came into my life completely unexpected and just like stormy weather you turned my life upside down. And on the risk of sounding cliché. You saved me. From my self destructive way of living, without you I would probably still be out clubbing every night, bringing home desperate girls in hopes of reaching that quick high and feeling of pleasure. Okay okay, Steve is yelling in my ear about keeping this family friendly.
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Rain (formally called wrong number x avengers)
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