The Attraction - Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Chapter 11

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'I swear somewhere this works. In a parallel universe or another world or a different life, we sit across from each other at the kitchen table and go over the grocery list.'

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I haven't left my room in days. Clint brings me dinner each evening, I'm thankful but I can only bring myself to eat a few mouthfuls. The first night he brought me food he mentioned Pietro. Other than Y/N, he's the only one who knows about him. I wasn't really listening but from what I remember he thinks I'm missing my brother. Natasha's been in a few times too. Usually, she sits on the seat in the corner of the room, the one Y/N had once sat at. But when she comes to see me today she sits on the edge of my bed.

"I sent Y/N and Tony on a mission for the day, thought you could do with the space," she tells me.

I sit up a little to look at her. She must see the confusion on my face because she answers my question before I have the chance to ask it. "Y/N didn't say anything to me. She didn't have to. I know her a little better than she realises."

We sit in silence for a while. I'm not sure what to say. "Tell me what you're thinking." I take a deep breath in and run my hand through my hair.

"I miss her. She doesn't even miss me." Natasha walks over to my wardrobe and pulls out a few clothes, throwing them towards me. "What are you doing?"

"If you think Y/N doesn't miss you then you're wrong. She loves you but she's scared to admit that her feelings for Peter ran out a long time ago, before you even arrived. Now get dressed and meet me downstairs."

Sighing, I pull my tired body out of my bed and slip into the clothes Natasha threw at me. I don't have the energy for this but I'm not sure I have much choice.

"I don't know what I'm supposed to do now," I tell Natasha. We're walking down the street and I'm honestly not sure where she's leading me.

"I don't think you should give up on her," Natasha smiles as she turns to face me.

"The first time we said we loved each other was when she was breaking up with me. I want to believe she loved me, I really do, and maybe she did. But it clearly wasn't enough." I wish we were still walking. I can feel my eyes fill with tears and I don't want Natasha to see me like this. Yet, as we take a seat on a wooden bench, I know we won't be walking for a while. I wish I hadn't let it get to this. When I saw first saw her that day, and she took a book from my arm, I was looking for nothing more than a distraction. I had no idea who she would become. How could I have known she'd become like a sun to me? I hadn't seen the light behind the clouds in so long, I felt cold for so long that I forgot what it was like to be warm. But then she appeared, from across the corridor, and reminded me of everything I had been missing.  

"One of the few feelings bigger than love is fear. Peter has been by her side for so long. They have done so much together. You never got to see the spark they shared. I'd be lying to say it wasn't beautiful." As much as I try to ignore it, jealousy begins to grow inside of me. "Wanda, Y/N looked happier than I'd seen her in a really long time every time I saw the two of you together."

"Can we go back now?" I ask and Natasha nods her head. Her words do help a little but the memories of Y/N that start to flood my mind burn like fire.

We walk into the tower and there she is, looking as perfect as she always does. It's annoying really. How beautiful she looks whilst I feel like such a mess. "I should go over and say hi." I watch Y/N as Natasha walks over to her. I think I'd do anything to be able to do that, to walk over to a friend as if nothing had ever happened. How is it I so deeply regret what happened and yet, at the same time, I would never change the time we got to share together?

A/N:
Quote: Trista Mateer.