Maximoff Theory (WandaxFtmreader)

Chapter 33

TW: SH AND ADDICTION

You swallow the burning liquid in a place that is not familiar, you walk around the strobing lights taking pills and smoking whatever is offered to you. It must have been a whole night and day because when you are finally kicked out the sunset shines bright into your light-starved eyes. You summon your wings and return home when the moon shines again, your landing is rough as you crash into the front yard, when you lift your head out of the grass and dirt you see an angered Athena standing before you with her arms crossed.

"Well, hello there." You say in a slurred manner.

"God, how fucked up are you?"

"I'm sober, if I wasn't sober could I do this?" You get up and start to dance horribly, she stops you grabbing your bicep and pulling you back into the house. She quietly sneaks you into your room, she helps you take off your shoes and jacket.

"Jesus, you are a mess." She almost sounds disappointed in you.

"Well, when the love of your life forgets who you are, this is what happens." You say still slurring. Yelena must have heard you, she was sleeping in the extra room waiting for your return from your bender.

"Fuck... Y/N..." She looks even more disappointed, she spots the blood seeping through your pants where the fresh cuts you dug into yourself lay. Your night wasn't good.

27 HOURS EARLIER

After beating the living crap out of Ares, you flee the facility. You don't care who hunts you anymore, you know that you could beat them. You fly to the nearest city and spot a hotel, you break into a vacant room. When you enter the room you are met with a mirror, you stare at yourself covered in blood. With disgust waving over you, you react to the image by punching the reflection. The mirror shatters and glass is spilled all over the floor, you rip off your clothes and throw them into the corner. You spot the faded scars on your thigh, and in the corner of your eye, you see the shimmer of a shard of glass. Without thinking, you pick up the glass carving your scars with the shard. You didn't cut too deep but you still cut deep enough for blood to flow down your thighs. You finish after a while and several cuts riddle your thigh, you decide to get dressed finding some clothes that the previous owner of the room most likely left.

You walk down the city streets looking for a club when you finally spot one you enter with ease. Drugs flow throughout the crowd, you take each drug you can get your hand on. From weed to ecstasy you down them with no fear of dying. You blink and once again you are drinking the burning liquid, getting kicked out, and landing in the front yard of your home.

NOW

Yelena, having spotted the soaked spot of blood on your thigh, asks Athena to leave. Athena obeys this request and leaves you and the angered Russian alone. She slides your pants off to get a look at the wounds, you refuse to look at them as shame expands through your body. She helps you up and brings you to the shower, you sit in the shower still wearing your boxers. The cold water helps you sober up a little, and the cuts sting when the water hits them.

"What happened to you?" She asked the question not really wanting a response, which is good because you remain silent. After you are done with the shower she puts you in new clothes and lays you in your bed, she lays next to you.

"I don't think I can win a war... All I've done in my life is lose." You say softly.

"Your own battles you will always lose, this one you won't not if you get your shit together." She replies, the silence coats the room as both of you fall asleep.

When you awake, Yelena is gone. This gives you the perfect opportunity to sneak out again, as you do you are stopped in the front yard by Wanda.

"Sorry, can't let you leave." You chuckle at this scenario.

"This is funny, you know in this spot you told me for the first time that you loved me and I responded by saying you didn't even know me. Who would have thought that we'd be standing here and you would quite literally not know me!" You try to pass her but she blasts you across the yard.

"Sorry, I promised Yelena."

"Oh you've got to be fucking kidding me!" You utter under your breath.

"I could let you go, if you brought me with you."

"Not going to happen, I plan on getting fucked up beyond belief and I don't think that is what you want to do."

"Well I do, I want to get fucked up. You know no one looks at me the same way they used to, except you. You don't even look at me at all, the person I keep hearing is supposed to love me more than anything is avoiding me?"

"You don't know shit..." You try to walk past her again, this time she grabs your arm.

"Then tell me, show me what I don't know."

"How'd I do that?" You scoff.

"You know I can enter your mind and your memories right?"

"Trust me you don't want to be in my mind right now, it's not friendly."

"I've been worse, so can I?" You let her hover her fingers over your temple allowing her to have free roam into every memory you have. You watch her eyes fill up with tears as she does so, eventually she staggers back in fear.

"Told you." You spread your wings about to take flight, she grabs your hand.

"Take me with."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive." You lift her up and take flight to the nearest club.

When you arrive it's night, you both enter with ease once again finding the nearest drugs and taking them. She follows what you do taking just as many as you do, you are surprised with this version of her. You go to the VIP lounge which is empty except for you and Wanda.

"So, what'd you see?"

"Pain... Sadness... Loneliness... Love." You look down trying not to engage with eye contact, knowing if you do you will cry. Her hand rests on your thigh, this stings because of the fresh cuts. She knows it stings, so she lightens her touch.

"Sorry..."

"It's not your fault, I've been in pain ever since I was born."

"But I'm sorry anyway..." She rests her head on your shoulder, the comfort of normality waves over you even though you know it's the same as it used to be.

"What's going to happen to us?" She asks.

"I don't know, that's what scares me."

"Sorry I don't remember you."

"It's not your fault."

"Then why does it have to be yours?" These words hit like a train onto your heart.

"We should probably head back, Yelena is going to kill us." You say.

"Can we stay like this a little longer, I don't know why but I like this feeling."

"Sure." You say holding back your tears.