Natasha Little Demon

Rough Day

Ghost pov

I woke up in her bed with Nat holding me close. I feel bad for leaving her here without knowing about me taking out the base. The memories of the kids in my class saying I will never be able to feel love hit me hard. It was my first class of the day and the school bully kept firing stuff at me.

I also remembered the amount of blood I have spilled. Even though they were bad people It still feels bad. I became a monster and lost myself order to get revenge. How could she love a monster like me.

How could she love me after I just left. I got up and headed to my room to sit in the corner. I felt a wet feeling in my pants and started crying. Then I heard my door open.

Nat pov

I woke up by hearing some crying. I hear it coming from his room. I get up and go in to see what's wrong. When I opened up the door I saw him balled up in the corner with wet pants. When I got close to him he balled up even more.

" Hey, it ok my little demon. What got you so upset?" I asked him.

" I am monster and hate me" he said while still head still in his legs.

" Why would I hate you" I asked confused.

"A lot blood spilled and not lovable."

" Why do you think that my cutie"

" Bad memories came back" he said while wiping the tears from his eyes.

" Those memories do not define you. You had a shitty life and you should not punish yourself for something out of your control. Let go and get you in a bath, okay?" I said with a loving tone.

" Okay, I am sorry"

"There nothing to be sorry about. Let get you feeling better" I said before I picked him up and took him into the bathroom. I got him out of his clothes and put him in the bathtub. I went to grab a new set of clothes and a pull-up. When I got back to the bathroom, I wash him up with some strawberries shampoo.

After I took him out of the shower I dressed him, I took him to his bed and cuddled with him. I put some random cartoon on in the background while we are cuddling.

After a little of cuddling I felt his breath getting slower. I look down and saw that he has fallen asleep. I tucked him in then left to get some lunch.

" Hey Nat, where Dylan at?" Asked wanda.

" Hey wanda, he had some bad memories hit him again and regressed younger then his usually little self. He is in his bed at the moment sleeping." I replied back.

" Is he okay, I know he had a hard life." Clint said.

" He good now, he just needed someone to remind him he is loved."

" That's good, if you need any help just let us know. I know Clint think of him as his own son." Wanda said.

" He had no actually famliy, we are the closest to being his Famliy." Clint said.

" He really appreciate you all for accepting him. I will let you know if I do." I said back.

A/N

This chapter was a bit of a challenge to write. Let me what you think of it.