The Attraction - Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Chapter 16

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'The floor seemed wonderfully solid. It was comforting to know I had fallen and could fall no further.'

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"Hey, I didn't know you were coming over," May exclaims as she opens the door of her apartment. She's always so happy to see me and, usually, I am happy to see her as well. She accepted me into her family and has been there for me, supporting my every decision, every day since she met me. This is going to hurt her as well. 

"Sorry for just dropping in, I need to talk to Peter." She steps aside and lets me walk in. 

"He's just in his room," she smiles, "is everything okay?" I don't say anything. Instead, I shyly nod my head and quickly walk over to Peter's room. We've spent so many summers here, squished into his single bed, quietly chatting as we drifted to sleep. 

"What are you doing here?" Peter asks as I walk into his room.

"Peter, we need to talk."

Only a few moments later and tears are running down both of our faces. "You can't do this," he cries over and over again as if it's the only thing he knows how to say.

"Peter, I love you but-"

"But what?" 

What is he waiting for me to say? That I love Wanda? Because I do. But I can't tell him that. Yes, I cheated on him but that's not why I'm breaking up with him. I mean it's certainly a factor but it's not the only reason. "I, I just don't think it working anymore." 

"Okay." His voice is calm and collected but his eyes are full of tears. I had hoped to talk about this. To have a conversation. But now I'm here I'm glad it's like this. It's not easy, and it's not how I wanted, but breaking up with him was easier when it was just an idea.

May must have heard us because she doesn't say anything when I leave. Instead, she gives a weak smile and watches me walk out of the door. I take the stairs to the bottom of the tall building, thankful for the quiet walk.

"Are you okay?" Natasha asks when I get into her car. I'm sat beside Wanda and, although I can feel her staring at me, she says nothing.

"I'm fine," the lie isn't even slightly convincing but it's enough to let them know I don't want to talk about it. I feel Wanda place her hand on my knee in some attempt to offer me comfort. But, apart from that, I zone out the rest of the world as I look out of the window.

I don't realise just how bad my heart hurts until I'm alone in my room. The room that was once mine and his. I'm not sure what will happen now. Will I move into Wanda's room? Will he spend more time at May's? I'd rather not think about it but his things are everywhere.

On his bedside table sits the chain he wears every now and then, a stack of CDs, his journal, a few highlighters and the after-spray he wears the most. Looking around you wouldn't know he's been gone for days. It wasn't unusual for Peter to go and spend some time at May's but I'm only now realising how urgently he had left. Had something happened? Were they okay? Maybe I should've stuck around a little longer. Natasha could've checked on Peter. All of a sudden, I can't catch my breath and the world around me begins to spin. I'm grabbing onto my stomach, trying to stop it from aching and reaching out for anything that'll stop me from falling. 

"It's okay, I've got you." I feel a hand grab onto mine and they help me to the floor, leaning against the wall. "Look at me." Reluctantly, I do as they say and open my eyes. Despite everything, I'm glad to see Wanda's green eyes staring back at me. 

"Wanda," I breathe out, barely audible.

"I know," she whispers, "I know." She sits with me for what must be hours. One arm around me at all times. At some point, I began to rest my head on her shoulder and I haven't moved since. I very simply don't have the energy. 

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Quote: Sylvia Plath.