Writing prompt by moi
"Y/N you told me you stopped"
No, I said absolutely nothing, and you just assumed I did.
________________________________________I yawn as Steve keep going with his boring speech at this team meeting, Clint picked up on me slowly closing my eyes and kicked my leg underneath the table, I looked at him and he had a smug grin on his face. "Y/n, pay attention," mom snarled at me, I rolled my eyes and turned my back to her, she is sitting right behind me, so it didn't make her mood any better.
"So, everybodys caught up?" Steve said, "Can you just dismiss us already" I mumbeld, "What was that? Speak up Y/n," Steve said and Tony made a face at his dumb remark, "Steve," Tony says hoping to get the old mans attention, "I'm just saying, that for the last few weeks it has been nothing but dirty remarks, and disgusting behavior from her," Steve keep going, his words made me feel uneasy, and I felt uncomfortable.
I looked around at the table, hoping one of my trusted team mates would get involved and stop him, Wanda looks just as uncomfortable as me, mom didn't say anything, I looked over at Tony and prayed he would do something, "Rogers;" he says trying to get him to shut up, "No, Stark, the girl needs a reality check, she can't just sit here and yawn right up into my face, and then almost fall asleep. She needs to get a grip, before I get someone to do it for her," mom placed a hand on my shoulder and I shook it off, she doesn't get to try and comfort me.
I burried my face in my hands, making sure to still hold my sleeves up as I placed my elbows on the table, "shut up" I say quietly, "what?" Steve said sarcasticaly, "I said, shut up, shut up, shut up," I cry, everyone in the room turned their attention to me, "Please just shut up, I cannot listen to you anymore," I sob and walk out of the room, "Y/n," someone yells after me, I start sprinting down the halls, and towards the nearest bathroom.
I fiddle around with my bag for a minute and I start to draw, beautiful straight line, I love the feeling, the calming feeling, the small stinging, the silver slowly gliding across the beige paper, the dark red showing, the small, faint, rare lines of white, then, the guilt, and then the thoughts come flowing in and everything that was numb before, starts to feel again, the feeling from the cold tiles on the wall and floor, the feeling of the toilet paper gliding over the beige paper, the cold water making the paper wet.
"Y/n, open the door, before I use my powers to blow it off the hinges," someone yells from behind the door, and pull me out of my thought, "one second," I yell back, I dry my tears, wipe the floor, pack away my pencil, and stand up, as I open the door I slide my sleeves over my hands, and walk out, "sorry, you need something?" I ask the woman standing in front of me, "yeah, um, come with me" she says and grabs my hand, I walk after her and we get to the front door, "it's cold, bring your jacket," mom yells at the both of us from the kitchen, "and be back at 7, I'm making carbonara," she follows up, "right, okay, I'll call if there is anything," Wanda yell back and then shoots me a look, "right, I love you mom," I yell and she moves her head to look at me, she gives me a smile, "I love you too, have fun" she says with a smile.
We run out of the door and me our way to our secret spot, it's in the forest behind the compound, about a mile or two in, we go through the opening in the tree at the entrance, "here, let me hold the branch so it doesn't smack you in the face," Wanda laughs, it's the same branch every time, and it mostly depends on who gets through first who has to hold the branch, "thanks," I say and duck through it. We get to the bench and sit down, with each of our backs on the armrests on the sides.
"Y/n, be honest with me," she says and I turn my attention to her, "what," I laugh nervously, "Y/n, how are you doing?" She asks, "I'm fine," I say and turn my head to look at something other than her, "yeah, but your not fine, your head is racing, your tired, you either don't eat, or eat a lot, you, you barely hang out with any of us anymore, you pushed your mom away when she tried to help you, and don't you dare try doing it with me because I am here with you, I am here for you." She says, I open my mouth to speak but no words come out, it's nothing but emptiness, "please, don't tell her," my voice cracks and I wipe my tear forgetting about my sleeve.
When the cold breeze hits my scar I realize, but I won't bother trying to hide it cause I know she's seen it, and I know what she's thinking, "Y/n, I have to tell your mom," she says and her voice cracks as well and as she starts to cry I lean forward and place my hand in hers, "I know, and I'm not going to push you away," I say and we sit here in silence for around 20 minutes when we start to gather ourselves and get ready to walk back.
We reach the front door to the compound at 6.45 pm, my hand is in hers and I stop in my tracks right as she grabs the handle, "you okay?" She asks, "can I tell her myself?" Her eyes get a little spark and she smiles, "you can't help someone who doesn't want help," I follow up with, she knows exactly what I mean, "you can't help someone who doesn't want help," she repeats back to me, I hug her and we go in.
"Girls, great you're back, sit p, dinners ready," mom says, full of joy, she places the food on the table and everybody sits down to eat, I intentionally take Steve's place and sit down next to mom, he scoffs and sits somewhere else, "mom," I whisper loud enough for her to hear, "yes honey?" She says putting pasta on my plate, "I need to talk to you after dinner," I say she smiles and nods and we start to eat.
"Honey, can you hand me the last dirty plates from the table?" Mom asks me as we are clearing the table, Steve and Thor was helping considering it was our turn to clean up, "yeah, sure" I say and walk with the plates to her standing by the sink to rinse it off, "Natasha, when where we gonna have that meeting about her?" Steve said, I rolled my eyes to mom who giggled a little, "I don't know, but that reminds me, I'd you guys could let us have the room?" She says, Steve scoffs yet again and angrily places the glasses in his hands on the kitchen counter, "well, Nat we have to help with the kitchen," Thor says, "Thor, it's okay, I'll do it don't worry." I smile and he grabs his pop tarts and wobble upstairs.
"So, what's up," she says and places the dish towel on the hanger to make it dry, "mom, I;" I start, as Fury walks in, "ladies," mom looks at me confused, "I think we need to take this in my office, Wanda filled me in with the short details," he says and I grab onto moms hand and we walk to his office.
"Sit," he says and I do as he says, "now Natasha, she is gonna speak first and no interrupting, you know I can't stand it," he says, this is the moment I have been dreading since it got bad again, but here we go.
"Mom, please don't freak out, and start to cry. But, I've not been doing to good, and I got back into the dark place I worked way to hard to get out of." I start off and she laughs nervously and looks at Nick who nods, "what, what are you saying?" She says, "I need help," I say. Our conversation kept going for around 2 hours of me explaining and Fury giving me and my mom different options, the others noticed us not being in the living room by 9 and got concerned so they found us and stood outside Fury's office till we were done.
We walk out and they are all standing there, tears are rushing down my cheeks mom is crying as well, I get eye contact with Wanda and push through Steve, Tony and Thor who are all flabbergasted when I hug her, cause for what they know me and her hate each other. "We talked, and we came up with a solution." She smiles and I hug her again.
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FanfictionImagines of Scarlett Johansson and Natasha Romanoff. This is female reader Tw: SH, Suicide, smut, talk about blood, suicide, ed, abuse, trauma.