𝓑𝓪𝓭 𝓡𝓸𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮 ❸

Chapter 3 - The Thin Line Between Love And Hate

After all of her Friday classes were finished, Natasha met up with Clint who would be driving her to the bus station. She was going to spend the weekend at her parents’ house in Long Island and hopefully, she would be able to clear her head a little.

This past week had been absolute hell for her. And there was only one person to blame: Steve Rogers. Natasha really needed to get out of New York this weekend. If not she would explode, or even worse, she might run into Steve again.

Clint dropped her off and hugged her tightly, “See you on Monday, girl.”

“You can come too, you know. My mom would love to have you with us for the weekend.”

“Nah, babe. I’ll enjoy my time off from being your bodyguard.”

“Hah!”

They hugged once again and bid each other goodbye. Natasha got on the bus and took the window seat. She was waiting for the bus to leave when a guy came and sat next to her. The redhead ignored him and kept her gaze out of the window.

“Hey, beautiful.” The guy was trying to make small talk with her, “Where are you heading?”

“None of your business.” Natasha replied curtly and threw him an icy glare, “But if you bother me again I will punch you in the face.”

She normally was a friendly person, but right now she just needed to be left alone. The guy seemed to get the message because he immediately got up and went to find another seat. The next person who came to sit next to Natasha was an old lady and she fell asleep soon as the bus was moving.

After almost two hours sitting in total silence and trying to clear her mind, Natasha arrived to find her father already waiting to pick her up.

“My baby girl.” Alexandre Romanov greeted his daughter with a hug.

She warmly returned the embrace, “Dad, I miss you so much.”

“Let’s go. Your mother is making you a big welcome home dinner.”

“Aww, she shouldn’t!”

“What are you talking about? Of course she should. It’s been almost a month since the last time you came home.”

“It’s only been two weeks, dad.”

“We just miss you so much, honey.”

Natasha just smiled in reply. Nothing compared to coming home to your loving family!

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Her mother did cook them a big dinner and most of the food were Natasha’s favorites. Aliana Romanov even forced Natasha’s younger brother, Victor, to also come home this weekend so the whole family could be together. Victor was a sophomore at Syracuse and a popular football player.

Natasha was having a really good time with her family. They didn’t go out anywhere because of the heavy snow, but her mother had come up with the idea of marshmallow campfire inside the house.

“There really is nothing better than toasted marshmallows!” Victor boomed as he stuffed the tenth marshmallow into his mouth.

Meanwhile Natasha had only had two. Despite the lovely company of her family, she felt somewhat melancholy, though she put on her happy face so not to ruin everyone’s mood. Her thoughts kept drifting back to school. And when she started thinking about school, she would be reminded of Steve Rogers and his endless ways to always ruin her life.

Coming home had helped her mood a little, but she couldn’t stop herself from thinking about Steve. He even visited her dream last night in the most terrifying way. Natasha dreamed he was in bed with her, and that they were both naked.That was just so fucked up! Dreaming of having sex with your own teacher and cuddling in bed afterwards. EW! She hated him, didn’t she?!