𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝟐

𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 - 𝐍.𝐑

angst. sorry.

tw; knife, gun, touching without consent.

if you have short hair, pretend that it's long.
you're Tony's younger sister.

"Let her go," Natasha said sternly as she held her gun up. The woman in front of her laughed darkly. You were on your knees in front of her and your arms were tied behind your back as she held a firm grip on your hair and a knife in front of your throat.

"Now, why would I do that?" the woman asked as she pulled roughly at your hair, making you whimper at the pain.

"Claire, let her go. She hasn't done anything to you," Natasha calmly yet sternly said to the woman. The woman raised an eyebrow at the redhead.

"She hasn't done anything to me? She stole you from me. You paid less attention to me the moment you met her. And a few months after we broke up, you're suddenly in a relationship with her," Claire said and Natasha looked at her with an emotionless look.

Claire chuckled and bent down, still holding your hair. She slowly removed the knife from your throat, but it was still close to you. She placed the knife by your temple and slowly pulled it down your face, down your neck and down your upper body.

Natasha watched her every move and also noticed that your breathing quickened. She clenched her jaw and Claire was smirking at her.

"She's gorgeous, isn't she?" Claire said and the knife was suddenly by your throat again. "I understand now why you left me for her."

You felt how she let go of your hair, but the knife remained by your throat. She traced her index finger down your chin and down your neck.

"I wonder how you would react if I did this," Claire said. You got confused at first but when you felt her breath on your neck, you looked up at Natasha who had a shocked expression on her face.

You suddenly felt lips on your neck and you saw how Natasha became angry. You tried to move away from Claire, knowing it was her lips, but when you felt your hair roughly being pulled, you whimpered.

"Stay still, lovely or I'll slit your throat," she whispered in your ear. She looked up at Natasha and smirked. "Let's make a deal."

"What kind of deal?" Natasha asked sternly.

"Either you come with me and she'll live or...or she comes with me," Claire said. Natasha's eyes widened and looked at you. You immediately knew what she was going to choose so you shook your head at her.

Before Natasha had any time to say anything, you spoke up. "I'll go with you."

"Y/N, no," Natasha said and shook her head at you. You gave her a small smile as tears were streaming down your cheeks.

Claire had a huge grin on her face. "Excellent! Then it's decided."

"Let her go, Claire. I'll go with you," Natasha said and lowered her gun a bit.

"Hm. Too bad, it's already decided," Claire said and stood up, pulling you up with her. Natasha pulled up her gun again and took a step forward.

Immediately, the knife was pressed by your throat. If Claire moved it, she would cut your throat. "One more step, and she dies."

"It's okay, Tasha," you said and looked at the woman you loved. You saw the tears in her green eyes. "I love you. I'll be okay."

"Y/N, please," Natasha said pleadingly.

"Tell Tony that I love him, okay?" you said. [ "take her to the moon for me, okay?" okay I'm sorry ]

"Okay, sweetness, let's go," Claire said and pulled you with her. She kept the knife by your throat as she pulled you to her car that wasn't far away from where you were. Natasha watched as Claire put you into her car and drove off.

Just then, it all hit Natasha. She dropped the gun and her hand flew to her mouth as the tears streamed down her cheeks. She fell to her knees as she continued to cry and sob on the ground. She let out a loud scream as her sobs continued.

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sorry? okay no I'm not really sorry tbh.

I know y'all are going to want another part but how about this, I'll make a book out of this instead but start at the beginning of everything. how does that sound?