Scarlet Widow • Secret Love

Chapter 12

This is the last chapter!

I won't write an epilogue and maybe I'll publish a new book over the next weeks.

The new book would be a One Shots book:

Scarlett Johansson x fem. Reader

It will contain mostly smut and fluff, sometimes other stories and I'll take requests.

Is the book a good idea?

The last chapter:

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⚠️TW: suicide, mentions of self-harm, death.

Natasha PoV:

I fell down on the floor.

„She- we- one of us had to die for the stone" I sobbed and Clint walked over to me and knelt down. He wrapped his arms around me and I sobbed into his chest.

„Shh" He whispered calming and looked up to the others.

„Would you give us some time?" He asked and everyone in the room nodded.

„Of course" Steve answered and the other Avengers left the room.

„It's okay Natasha... Do you wanna tell me what happened?" Clint said soothingly and I shook my head.

„Maybe later" I breathed and he nodded shortly before he started stroking my back.

„Breath, slowly" He started to give me advices to calm down. „In and out"

I tried to follow his voice but I couldn't. My chest clutched and I couldn't breath.

„Follow my breath, Tasha" Clint said carefully and sat me up.

His breathing was calming and soothingly. I tried to follow and he started to rub circles on my back to calm me down.

Slowly my breath came out steadier and I could get some air again.

„Very good, Nat. Now try to calm down a bit and we can go back to the others, okay?"

„Okay" I whispered and he smiled at me.

We said there for another 15 minutes before he helped me up.

„Do you want to sleep a bit?" Clint asked but I shook my head, no.

„Then let's go back" He stood up and I followed him.

Right when we entered the room. Something exploded right in-front of the windows and everything exploded.

I was thrown back against the wall and heard a ugly crack. I felt a sharp pain and closed my eyes in pain.

„Clint?" I called out and opened my eyes slowly again.

The whole compound was destroyed and everything was full of dirt.

I didn't saw Clint but Steve ran to me almost immediately.

I looked down my body and then I saw it. My right arm was broken. The ugly crack I heard was my arm. I didn't looked good. The bone wasn't under the skin anymore and suddenly I felt the urge to throw up.