Marvel Imagines

Its not my fault!

Age : 16
Gender : Female
Trigger Warning : Mention of R@pe

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Natashas Point of View

"Yeah I'll grab it!" I shout back to my bestfriend before knocking on Y/ns door lightly. With no reply, I knock and again before cracking the door open to see if she's in there. Hm, she's not in her room. Turning my head a little and shout back, "Hey Clint, where is the box?" I shout into the main room. He shouts to me, "Bathroom!" He replies. Smiling a little, I make my way to the bathroom attached to the room. "Y/n, you here?" I ask just to check she's not in the bathroom before I walk in to grab the bandages. No reply. Shrugging a little, I go into the bathroom and open the cabinet above the sink. Reaching my hand in, i knock a box making it fall. I sigh. Clumsy Talia. I grab the box with a bandage in before going to pick the box I knock out the cabinet. Before I even pick it up I notice it open. Odd, something is inside. Putting the bandages down to see what's in the box. A pregnancy test?! It's..positive.. I quickly put it back in the box and shove it back where the box fell from before rushing out the room and making my way down the stairs.

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Y/ns Point of View

Didn't take me long to get home before I heard the Avengers chatting in a confused tone. But then I heard it. "WHAT!?" I heard a familiar voice shout. It was my dad. Rushing in to see what the comotion is, I get stopped by Auntie Nat. "Y/N BARTON. YOU'RE GROUNDED." My dad shouts at me, the anger in his face and tone confusing me. "What? Why? I didn't do anything!" I tell him, slightly raising my voice. "Clint! Don't yell at her." Auntie Nat glares at him, her hand on my shoulder. I quickly realise the box of bandages on the table infront of everyone. Shit. I'm the only person who has that brand of bandages. "Oh.." I mumble to myself. Obviously not quiet enough as I her the woman behind me ask, "So it's true sweetheart?" I sigh a little. "Dad, can we do this privately?" I ask him softly, tears begin to form in my eyes. He shouts at me, "No. Go to your room young lady. How dare you get pregnant! You're only 16!" He growls at me. I hear the disappointment in his tone.

For some reason I just snap. Anger filling me. "I DIDNT FUCKING MEAN IT." I yell at him. The rest of the Avengers just watch. My dad stands, "DONT YOU YELL AT ME." I roll my eyes, "I DIDNT ASK FOR THIS TO HAPPEN FUCK SAKE!" I scream at him, tears falling down my cheeks. I feel Natasha tense up. "Oh babygirl.." She mumbles, realising what I meant. "Clint drop it." She tells him. My dad refuses to listen to her, "Stay out of this Natasha." He demands. I look at him, "Maybe don't be an ass and listen to what I fucking said." I tell him before storming away to my room pissed off and upset.

After some time I hear a knock on my door. "Go away." I say expecting it to be my dad. "It's my kiddo. Auntie Nat." The females voice tells me. I sit up and mumble, "Come in." The door opens a little then closes after the woman enters. I look away wiping the tears from my face, "He figured it out yet?" I mumble. She nods at me before sitting on my bed. "Fuck." I sigh.

She places her hand on my knee, "Can I ask you some questions?" She asks me softly. I nod, "Yeah I guess." She smiles a little.

"When?"
"About five weeks ago."
"Who?"
"My ex.." I mumble, tears beginning to form in my eyes once more.
"Did you feel like you could tell anyone?"
"I was scared. I thought nobody would believe me. He told me nobody would.."
"Okay sweetheart."
"You believe me..right..?"
"Of course babygirl. But you should talk to your dad."
I sigh. "Yeah..yeah I know.."
"Don't worry, I've spoken to him. Made him promise to listen."
I smile, "Thanks Auntie Nat." I tell her before hugging her.

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