The story of the daughter of Tony Stark and an exceptionally fast Sokovian boy, Y/n Stark and Pietro Maximoff. Can he adjust to the idea of moving slowly for the sake of love?
Under Editing (Oct 2024)
I woke up from my nap to a notification on my phone.
For a minute I'd forgotten what had happened before and then it all came rushing back to me.
I know I had to go apologies to my dad for being a bitch.
I rubbed my eyes before sitting up and unlocking my phone. I looked at my messages to see a bunch of texts from an unknown number.
Like a bunch of others, I didn't really get texts from unknown own numbers so this was a new experience, to say the least.
The sleep left my body quickly as I began reading the messages.
U/N - I told you if you ever ended up with someone new I was going to ruin your life
U/N - I just want to prove that I completely meant it
Fear was slowly creeping into my body and I know the stupidest thing to do would be to reply but that's what I did.
I contemplated a bunch before hitting send on my text. Curiosity was a common feeling, especially in situations where you were being threatened by unknown people.
y/n - who's this what are you talking about
U/N - im talking about your new boy toy
Under it was a screenshot of the news article my dad was showing me.
y/n - who the hell is this
The fear was very quickly taking over and I was anxiously waiting for a response.
U/N - it's Blake
To my knowledge I had this man blocked but he still somehow managed to find a way into my life.
I dated him when I was eighteen for a couple of months he was great at the start but then he started getting very possessive and scary.
He would never let me talk to other guys no matter who they were and he even had issues with Peter. He always mistreated me when we were around his friends and it got very unnerving.
I started feeling like he was using me as a way to get what he wanted and it always made me uncomfortable whether it was getting to the front of lines or excusing his rude behaviour he always pulled out the 'Do you know who we are' card.
our breakup was super messy he threatened me a bunch about how if I ended up with another guy he'd make sure I regret it and I guess he truly meant it.
He would constantly text me day and night which eventually led to me blocking him.
y/n - what the hell do you want
Blake - I made it pretty clear that if you ended up with another guy I'd make sure you regret it
y/n - there's literally nothing you can do
I regret sending that last text because it sounded like I was challenging him and I knew Blake well enough to know this would hurt his ego
Blake - but there is
The next thing I knew he had sent five attachments. I cautiously opened them and they were pictures, not just any pictures but private pictures of me and him.
The panic set in once I stared at the pictures. I didn't even know he had these. They were taken by him without my knowledge.
I knew I was screwed.
My dad might call me stupid but I would never be stupid enough to send pictures like that. Not only send them but even let him have them on his phone or take them.
I got up from my bed and started pacing around my room in an attempt to calm myself down.
I started sweating quickly and felt incredibly hot. I unzipped my hoodie and threw it on the bed.
y/n - what the fuck is wrong with you and why do you have those
Blake - that doesn't matter babe what matters is that I have them right now
y/n - yes it does your fucking insane
My texts were angry but on the inside, I felt scared. My hands were shaking as I was typing and my knees were giving out.
I sat down on the floor just to stabilise myself.
Blake - insane enough to sell these to any news site
y/n - you wouldn't
Blake - I know just how much it would piss your dad off
I hated that he was right and I hated myself for ever sharing anything about my family with him.
In moments of weakness, he always figured out a way to control how much I shared with him. It was like he wanted ammunition as a way to reassure himself that I would always need to rely on him.
It was surprising enough that my mum and dad approved of him when we first started dating but even though I was stupid enough to fall in love with him, I guess he was good at manipulating people.
y/n - what do you want
Blake - for you to take me back
y/n - that's stupid what's the point I'd never be happy we'd be miserable together
Blake - doesn't matter with you by my side I'm better than everyone you're famous you're basically a ticket to anything I want
Blake - to be clear you'd be miserable I'd be living life
y/n - can you just give me some time to think
Blake - times ticking break up with your new boyfriend and get back back to me
Blake - if you know what's good for you you'll come back to me
"Fuck" I screamed as I threw my phone across the floor.
I pulled at my hair thinking of all the possible things I could do but my mind was blank.
My room felt like it was closing in on me and I felt a little dizzy. I took deep breaths in an attempt to calm myself down.
I contemplated calling Peter but I knew he was at school, this situation definitely triumphed over school but I didn't know if there was a lot Peter could do for me either.
Instead, floods of tears just started escaping my eyes and there was nothing I could do to stop it.
I got distracted by a knock on my door.
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