Mrs. Maximoff

Sixty-eight

Y/N's POV

"I'm sorry. I never should have raised my voice at you, I never should have made you feel like you were guilty of something you didn't even know about. I'm sorry for not telling you, I...I thought I could figure it out on my own, make that not happen, but it's bigger than me. It's bigger than me because she has the right to what is mine now."

Her words replaying in my head put me to sleep, they reassured me everything was actually going to be okay.

I tossed and turned in her bed, feeling the warmth of the sheets take over my body as I stretched my arms out.

"Good morning, lov-" I turned my body sideways to give Wanda a kiss on the cheek like we were used to doing as soon as one of us woke up, but I found no one.

Again.

I knew she was going through something and she was trying to fix it, all that while she was hurting like she probably never had.

I tried not to think too much of it as I had witnessed how Anya was, and even though she acted nicely in front of me, it was kind of obvious she was faking it.

I checked my phone for a text, but nothing was there. Absolutely zero texts from Wanda.

I went downstairs, thinking she may have left a note in the kitchen, I knew she loved to cook us breakfast and when she had to head out before me she would stick a note on the dining table.

I kept telling myself I didn't need to worry, that she had things to deal with and just because I was her girlfriend, it didn't mean that I had to deal with every single one of them too, or even be involved.

I checked the dining table, but nothing.

The kitchen, nothing.

I checked the living room too, but again, nothing for me to read.

That was when I started to slightly panic, but still tried to keep my composure in some way. Maybe she just forgot, maybe she was running late or maybe Anya had been too much to deal with that she had to get it over with as soon as she could.

I was about to call her, but my phone went off multiple times, anticipating me.

I looked at the screen, hardly hoping it was Wanda, but they were all from Morgan and Jules.

Tony's kid
Y/N, are you up?

If you are, please turn on the news.

I don't know if you knew about this already but I personally can't believe this.

I'm so sorry, Y/N.

Tony's kid's girlfriend
Y/N, please turn on the news and tell me if you knew about any of this.

I can't wrap my head around this, it's just crazy and if this is how I'm reacting to this I can't even imagine how you are feeling.

If you need Morgan and I to come over just say the word and we'll be there.

Remember we love you, Y/N. You're our best friend.

All the messages left me speechless, what could have happened?

I did as they told me and I searched for the remote, turning on the TV as soon as I found it.

"Wanda Maximoff, the former CEO of Oleg Resources, has been seen walking out of the publishing house with a suitcase that seemed to be carrying all of her things. Allegedly, Anya Maximoff has taken her place. The new CEO is Oleg Maximoff's first child from a previous marriage that nobody seemed to know about until recently, and it's only right she's the one to carry her legacy, just like he wanted.
Wanda Maximoff has been seen at the local airport, sources say she boarded with a one-way ticket.
Is the company in good hands now? What's gotten into Wanda?"

My phone fell to the ground, making an awful noise I didn't even care about.

My head started spinning, my knees felt weaker causing my legs to tremble.

What was I even watching? Was any of this real? Did I have to pinch myself to make sure it wasn't just a bad dream?

If that was how your world falling apart felt, then I could say it fucking sucked.

It fucking sucked watching people leave as nothing had ever happened, it was even worse when you didn't even get an explanation.

If this was what Wanda wanted to do all this time, then why didn't she just tell me?
And she thought of this as a consequence of Anya taking her place, why didn't she offer me to go with her? If she really booked a one-way ticket, that meant she wasn't coming back. All of her personal things were still here, and the fact that she left those laying around like that, not even collecting them all before she left...it made everything even worse.

This was where we had our first kiss.

Where we said I love you for the first time.

Where I gave myself completely to her for the first time.

This house contained our relationship, from beginning to end. It had all of our important moments, how did she even build up the courage to leave? How did she even just think about it?

I tried to move, but I couldn't. The pain I was feeling was keeping me still on the ground, not allowing me to move even the slightest bit.

I gave her everything I possibly could, all the love one could feel and all the trust she needed, because I knew how difficult it was for her, and this was what I found myself in front of.

After these months of being together, although those felt like a much longer time, I had to face her not being here anymore.

She wasn't here because she couldn't be here.

She wasn't here because she didn't want to, those were two very different things.

Wanda lost her place, but that didn't mean she would have to lose me too, I told her that. She said she was sorry, but was she? Was she thinking about leaving all this time? Did she think that making me believe everything was going to be fine would've made this hurt less?

I just wanted to know how she felt, but she put walls around her heart again.

My phone was still on the floor, I could see some pieces of glass hanging out of it, meaning it was probably shattered by now.

Great. Fucking awesome.

But even if I could call her, what was reassuring me she would pick up?

a/n: -2...
this was my last straw...and i think yours too