Maximoff Theory (WandaxFtmreader)

Chapter 7

TW MAJOR SA TALKS AND SH TALKS

The jet finds itself facing turbulence, and Yelena starts to lose control of it. You watch as the trees grow closer and fly past the window, you didn't think this was how you were gonna die. Yelena pulls the plane up trying to land it in the sea of trees. As you brace for the impact you blackout, when you awaken Yelena is dragging you out of the jet which is now on fire. You notice her head is bleeding and there's a sharp pain in your abdomen, but you decide to not tell her about that. She drags you into an abandoned cabin, you were lucky to crash near the shelter.

"I thought you knew how to fly?"

"Listen I can't control the wind now can I?"

"Where are we?"

"The wilderness of Alaska."

"Fuck... Do you have a phone or something to call for help?" You ask desperately to find hope.

"No. We are stranded." She answers

"Fuck.... FUCK!"

"Listen they will find us we will be fine. Just relax."

"Relax?! RELAX?! THE PAST FEW DAYS HAVE BEEN CLOSE TO THE MOST CHAOTIC MOMENTS OF MY LIFE I WON'T RELAX"

"Close? What could be more chaotic than a plane crash?"

"Nevermind forget I said anything"

"No, tell me!" She demands. You sigh, the flashbacks rush through your memory.

"It was sixth grade... I was 11 riding my bike back from school, this van pulled up and opened its door. Before I knew it I was blindfolded and restrained, I don't really remember much from that trip to the underground city but I knew I was scared. I don't remember my parents or anything good before that day." You pause and look to see Yelena listening with full attention.

"When I got to the underground city I was thrown into a small room, it was dark and silent. I couldn't tell if it was night or day. The next time the door opened it was to a tall man in a suit, he looked rich but not the kind of rich that Tony is. I backed into the corner but he was stronger than me. He ripped off my pants and underwear..." You start to tear up.

"Next thing I know he is taking something that no eleven-year-old girl should lose. I cried myself to sleep that night, bleeding on the cheap mattress as I looked at the Tinkerbell underwear crumbled in the corner. For 7 years that was my normal, and the scars some are self-inflicted but most were inflicted by men who were a little too rough. Every night or day I was met with a new man. They gave me a hysterectomy so I wouldn't get pregnant, which now is a perk because I'm a man but back then was so painful. One night some soldiers came in raiding the place and took me to safety, for a month I answered their crude questions. They put me in protective services and got me an apartment, but every night I waited for the door to open."

"Y/N... I'm sorry"

"Don't be, shit happens." Yelena gets closer to you holding you close to her chest.

"Don't tell anyone this please."

"I won't." She says.

"I'm tired so I'm gonna go to bed."

"Okay, let me know if you need anything."

You stagger down the hall to the bedroom and lay on the bed falling asleep quickly. You are awoken to helicopter blades whirring outside, you can hear Natasha yelling.

"REALLY YELENA! YOU STOLE A FUCKING JET AND CRASHED IT!" Her voice wasn't so much angry as it was worried as a mother would be.

"Listen I can explain!" Yelena says in the distance. You get up and walk outside to the sisters fighting.