The Story Of Us - Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Chapter 6: The Way I Loved You

Chapter warnings: (hopeful) angst

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Things don't get better after the fight with Wanda.

In fact, as time passes and you rethink that night, the anger gives way to frustration and hurt, every possible insecurity bubbling up inside of both of you.

And the worst of it all is that the problems haven't just remained between the two of you. Being part of the same group of friends, it was obvious that things would become complicated with everyone once you broke up.

Wanda distanced herself from everyone within the same week, avoiding any interaction with you or anyone who reminded her of your existence. Pietro always accompanied her; he was her brother, after all.

But even though you kept inside your chest a feeling of resentment for the girl, you didn't want to be responsible for her staying away from her friends, much less in the last year of high school. So you also kept your distance from everyone.

Natasha and Tony kept you company whenever they could, and although they didn't comment on it, you knew that the distance from everyone else bothered them a lot, especially when it meant for Tony to be away from his boyfriend.

So you started making up excuses to be alone, assuring your friends that you would be fine. They didn't seem to buy any of them, but you kept walking away anyway, and they, surrendered, decided to give you the time you needed.

The days dragged on into weeks that dragged on into months. Soon the gossip about your breakup ceased and everyone moved on with their lives. Well, everyone but you. Wanda was the only constant thought you had, either to miss her or to let the anger and hurt consume you.

From time to time you wondered if she still thought about you, if there was still a space even in the back of her mind to wonder about you. The way she still avoided you and left the room whenever you arrived was perhaps indicative that she did, which only made things that much worse.

The only genuinely good thing about your days was the conversations with Sersi about the possibility of signing a contract with her mother's record label. But even then your smile as you type is not entirely genuine, because all the time everything you wanted was to share the news with Wanda.

At the end of the year, you finally set a date to discuss the contract, and you would have to fly to New York since that's where Ajak's record company is. Your friends were happy for you when you gave them the good news, but none of them commented on you missing the graduation because of the trip.

As expected, your parents didn't like your decision to pursue your career as a musician one bit, saying that they wouldn't support you at all if you walked out that door. You scraped together the money you got from the gigs you did during high school and told them you didn't expect to be able to count on their support anyway.

So you went, and Wanda had no idea you tried in every way to change the date of the meeting with Ajak, just so that you wouldn't miss her speech on graduation day, but in the end you didn't insist because you believed she wouldn't want you there in the first place.

And you had no idea that Wanda had to lie to herself and her friends about not caring about your absence, even though she always did so with a lump in her throat when remembering your empty chair among her friends.

Before the celebration for closing the deal, you ignored all the voices in your head telling you not to do that, and picked up the cell phone and called the only number you had memorized in your life.

But she didn't answer. Not the first, not the second, and not the third time. You didn't expect her to answer if you were being very sincere, but that didn't stop you from being sad and having to hold back the tears for the rest of the night.