Scarlet Widow One Shots

Nudes

TW: Talk Of Abuse

Natasha's POV:

God, I hate him. My son of a bitch ex-boyfriend, Matt Murdock, was being himself again. I would've said no, but I couldn't.

Whenever I refused him of what he wanted, he'd hurt me or force me to do it. You might be thinking, "Why the hell would you allow that?" ...I can't blame you, I asked myself this everyday after having to hide my bruised thighs and body from my roommate Wanda.

She's the only person I've really had since I started university and if I'm being honest I had a little crush on her and that developed into falling in love with her, but nobody needed to know that.

We both started off in art and drama, we got close and bought at apartment together so we wouldn't have to sleep in those gross student dorms. A year later I transferred to medical and law and things were better, things were great, actually. Then, when our third year came along, I met a guy named Matt Murdock...I wish I fucking didn't. He was sweet for the first few months, he bought my flowers, little treasures and even took me out on meaningful dates but once he got comfortable with me everything took a swerve left.

Six months in, just after we'd both admitted we loved each other.

He insisted I'd be at his place and spend less time with Wanda, then as time passed we started having arguments and he'd get physical. I'd leave the room crying and he'd come running back saying he was sorry and he didn't mean to...he said sorry so it was okay to me.

When I didn't want to have sex it was even worse, he wouldn't rape me even though he was tempted, but he used objects to hurt me.

He degraded me, and made me feel absolute shit about my body. He beat me and threatened rape. I didn't tell anyone, about it though... not until this certain day I'm going to tell you all about.

I was sitting on my room floor crying and naked.

I had just taken a few nudes for Matt, he said if I didn't he'd actually go through with his threats so I did it. I hated the way he made me feel after we'd dated for six months.

Matt
Hey, I need nudes and I need them now. You know what'll happen if you don't.

All his messages were like that so the rudeness didn't bother me.

Anyway, after I had sent the pictures, I didn't bother putting clothes on again. I couldn't move from where I was, so I cried, and cried for hours. Around 6pm, Wanda had just fished her final art lesson for the week. I heard her cheerfully singing as she walked through our apartment so I stayed tried covering my sobs up.

"Nat!" I heard her call out but I didn't answer her. She called out for my a few more times but like the first, I kept quite in hopes she's assume I was at Matt's. I heard her knock on my door, so I curled up into a ball and waited it out. After a few minutes she announced,"I don't know if you're there but I'm coming in! I have a date and need my curling iron back!".

The door opened and I heard her gasp.

I didn't dare move...

"Nat..." she hesitantly said as she stepped closer towards me. She moved closer and I felt a blanket being draped over my body. Once she made sure my body was fully covered, she picked me up and took me to my bed.