Wrong House To Break Into (Natasha X Wanda X Y/n)

2. Alone..?

A/n should I add Natasha and Wanda POVs?
TW- death, getting cut by a knife (not sh)

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"Good girl," Natasha praises when I don't fight her. I know I should feel something, but whatever Wanda did to me made that impossible.

Wanda gently caresses my cheek with her hand. I don't want to admit it, but it's comforting. "Take a nap princess."

Nat gets off me and the two redheads walk out of the room turning off the light and locking the door. I suspect it's around 3:30 am. It's dark, and I have no clue when they are going to come back.

Cold air hits me as a vent turns on, making me shiver slightly. Wishing I had blankets or something to help keep me warm, I curl up as much as I can with my hands restrained above my head.

I start to drift off to sleep, alone, in the dark. This bed is pretty comfy.

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BANG!

I startle awake, hearing multiple gunshots and some yelling.

"No let me go!" An unknown voice desperately yells. I can hear  several pairs of feet run down the hallway and up the stairs, before something is slammed into the wall.

"Shut the fuck up!" Natasha's slightly muffled voice yells. "I should kill you right now, but we have a guest in the other room. Don't think you won't regret this though," Natasha growls. The footsteps walk back down the stairs.

My door opens, making me whimper and shy away from whoever is there. Behind Wanda, I briefly see Natasha walking a girl down the hall, away from the stairs in a choke hold.

"I'm not going to hurt you," Wanda says as she turns on the light and closes the door. Squinting my eyes due to the brightness, I don't say anything.

Sitting down on the bed, Wanda reaches her hand towards me as I try to get away. My movements are quickly limited by the hand cuffs, and Wanda places her hand on my knee, softly rubbing patterns on it.

"What time is it?" I ask.

"6:48 am," she states looking down at her watch. My stomach rumbles as I think about how long it's been since I've eaten last. "The other girl was causing issues. We will punish you if you try anything," she warns in a low voice.

"Where are you going?" I question as she stands up to leave,  making her look back at me.

"To punish her."

She leaves me again, alone, in the dark. This time though, I don't sleep. All I can hear are the other girl's cries as she gets whatever punishment Natasha and Wanda think of.

It must have been hours of hearing her cries before they quieted down to whimpers, and eventually stopped altogether.  Cold and hungary, I fall asleep again.

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BANG!

My door is broken down by the girl being thrown into it by Wanda's magic. She scrambles up and away from the redheads, only to get shot in the leg by Natasha.

"Ahhh!" She cries out in pain as she falls to the ground. "At lest let her go," she pleads with the two women as she crawls away from them.

Wanda walks in and pins her to the wall with her magic, the girl's feet dangling a couple feet off the ground.

"We told you we'd kill you if you tried to get out again," Natasha said, the anger clear in her voice. She walked up to the girl, cutting along her jaw with her dagger.

Unable to move, the girl just whimpered and cried as Natasha carved patterns into her face and arms. Eventually she had lost all of her strength to fight back, and I watched, paralyzed, as Wanda released her, causing her drop to the floor with a thump. She crumpled as soon as her feet hit the floor.

She didn't move.

I looked to Natasha and Wanda, who were looking at her. They had acted like I wasn't even here this whole time. Natasha crouched down and felt for the girl's pulse. With a blank expression, she stands up and looks to Wanda.

"She's dead."

The two women leave the room without so much as a glance towards me. Leaving me cold, hungry and alone, if you don't count the dead body.

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Cliffhanger? Maybe...
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-Smoky