Marvel Imagines

Paranoia - Mama Natasha

Non-binary Y/n

I sit there, red hair up in a messy bun with small amounts hanging from the ball of un-brushed hair. I run through the last conversation we had, "Ill be back in an hour" she told me.. I'm home alone. Legs to my chest I try to breath through my largening panic. Music up on full to distract me from my thoughts of being home alone. She's been gone for two and a half hours. 

The urge I have to message my mom.. Wanting to ask her how much longer she would be until she came back home. I didn't send the long paragraph I had typed out at least four times. 

A deep pressure began too fill every crevice of my chest as I bounce my foot to the rythem of the song loudly playing in the background. The feeling of being watching was drowning my every thought. I look from side to side quickly as I watch each door of the room. The a knock on the glass from outside. 

I jump from my seat on the sofa and hide in between the sofa and the cupboard. Another knock as I turn the music down then off. The knocking gets louder making me tear up and start to shake from the anxiety drowning my body. My breathing getting quicker to the point I begin to hear it. 

A tear rolls down my cheek before I mumble. "Mom.. Where are you?" to myself. She needs to come back. Where is she? Is she hurt? Then a familiar sound. A sound of a car speedily pulling into the drive way of the house we live in.

As I look up, I see a figure of a person. "Mom..?" i ask out as the person gets closer. The body getting closer. 

"Y/n sweetpea? Are you okay?" She asks me. while moving closer to the sofa.