It's okay.

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Warnings: mention of abuse, smoking (underage), swearing
Age: 16
not Nats biological daughter, just kind of a daughter figure :)
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"Training starts in 10. Be on time for once." Steve says. Y/n doesn't fail to hear the slight annoyance in his voice and bows her head. "Yes sir." she mumbles before leaving the kitchen to go to her room to change.
Once she arrives she opens her closet to take out some work-out clothes.

Y/n POV
You really should work out more.
Why would they want YOU on their team?
You're pathetic.
I stand there, staring at nothing. I don't know for how long but when i look at my watch it says 8:40am. „Shit." i mumble and grab a pair of leggings and a sports bra. I quickly slip off my Pyjamas and change into my work-out clothes. I run down to the gym, my thoughts racing.

Good job. Now Steve will be really annoyed with you.
They all are gonna hate you even more.

I arrive at the gym and burst inside. "Look who finally decided to join us." Steve looks at his watch. "You're 15 minutes late. Again. 100 sit-ups. Go." "Come on Stev-" Natasha says but Steve cuts her off. "No! She has to learn! She's so irresponsible and if she wants to continue to come to missions she needs to step it up. 100 sit-ups, now!" I quickly nod and run over to one of the mats on the floor. I immediately start doing the sit-ups to avoid anything that might happen if i don't.
While doing the work-out my thoughts start to wander again,

See? You messed up once again.
He hates you.
You're a freak.
Just -

"Y/n?" a voice pulls me out of my head. I look up, not stopping the sit-ups. Natasha is stood in front of me. "Hi." i say and smile a little.
I've been here for about 6 months and i mostly bonded with Nat. The rest of the team is okay, i mean they're nice most of the time but they mostly just don't talk to me. I'm by myself most of the time, scared of being screamed at or worse, just like at all the foster homes i've lived through the last 14 years. The avengers dot know that. They don't know what i went through and i tend to keep it that way.
Suddenly i see Nat snapping her fingers in front of my face. "Sorry i guess i zoned out for a second." i try to laugh it off. I finish my sit-ups and get up. "Are you okay?" Nat asks. I'm at a loss of words for a second. I can't remember the last time someone asked me that.
"I-I'm fine." i say. Nat squints her eyes a little. I know she knows I'm lying. But I'm thankful as she leaves it for now. „We're sparring today. Come on."

She leads me to the big mat and we start.

Nat POV
„Keep your hands up!" „Watch your legs Y/n!" „What kind of punch was that?" Steve stands beside the mat and yells corrections at the young girl in front of me. I don't know what's up with him. She's a kid for gods sake. I can see that she tries to keep his critics and annoyed tone out of her head but i can also see that it's not working. With every correction and critic he's yelling at her, she gets more irritated and i manage to land a hard punch right into her face. She falls to the ground. "Oh my god! Y/n!" i scream and see her flinch a little. She holds her nose and i can hear she stifles a sob. „Get up! Keep going!" Steve yells marching over. At this point I'm having enough. „Shut it Steve!" I yell back. I can see Y/n flinching again. Steve looks taken back at my sudden outburst. But he quickly regains his composure. „No, when she's out on missions she can't stop fighting!" I ignore him and help her up. "Let me see." i say softly and lift her hands away from her face. I can see the tears in her eyes and her nose is clearly broken. „I am so sorry!" i gasp. She shakes her head and with a shaky voice she says: "It's okay it was my fault." I shake my head. „Let me take you to medbay. Bruce needs to take a look at your nose." She nods and i walk her out of the gym.

Y/n POV
„This might hurt." Bruce says before my nose made another cracking sound. I really tried to keep it in but a small scream leaves my mouth. I really don't want to seem weak. But hell this hurt like a bitch. "I'm gonna give you some painkillers and you have to rest for today and no training for a week." Bruce says. I gasp. "No training? But Steve-" Natasha cuts me off. „No, you need you rest. I will handle Steve, after all it's my fault. Let me get you up to your room and then I'll make you some lunch." Before i can protest she helps me up and we enter the elevator. "Floor 55 please." she speaks and the familiar voice of F.R.I.D.A.Y. answers. „Right away Miss Romanoff." The ride was filled with an uncomfortable silence. I could sense the guilt of Nat. „It's not your fault Nat. I was lost in my thoughts and didn't react on time. It happens." Nat sighs. „Still, i hurt you. I'm sorry." she looks at me. I shyly smile at her. „It really is okay." We arrive at our floor and she walks me to my room. I open the door and walk inside. „I'll be back in about 20 minutes with some PB&Js." she says and i nod. „Thanks." i say as i watch her walking away. I close the door and open the window. After that i open one of my drawers and pull out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.
After taking a few smokes i sigh. I know its not good but sometimes i just need it. Suddenly the door opens and i spin around. I throw the cigarette out the window but i know she saw it. „What the fuck?" she exclaims. „Nat i-" i start but she cuts me off. „No! You know that's illegal and most important of all it's really bad for you!" i sink to the floor and tears start to roll down my face. „I'm s-sorry!" i whisper. „Please, I'm sorry!" i say louder scared she might punish me.
I can see that she's taking a deep breath. „It's okay hun." she mutters and sits down next to me. „Come here." she opens her arms and i practically fall into her. And before i can stop myself i start bawling my eyes out. I can't remember the last time someone gave me a hug. Everytime someone gave me physical contact it was to hurt me. I start crying louder and i grab Nats shirt, scared she might go. „Shh it's okay, I'm here. You're not alone."

I must have fallen asleep at some point because the next time i wake up I'm laying in my bed but it feels different. I blink a few times and i notice that i'm lying on someone. „Hey you." Natasha smiles softly. I rub my eyes. „I'm so sorry." „It's fine. You needed sleep. You want talk about it?" i sigh. „Take your time." she kisses my head and i sink into her a little more.

„My parents died when i was two. After that i went from foster home to foster home. Nobody wanted to keep me. It was always the same. At first they were nice, then they gave me up because i wasn't the right fit. Some of them were abusive. Well, most of them were. I don't do well with yelling or loud noises or sudden movements. I just- get lost in my head sometimes. And i feel like the team doesn't like me, i mean they talk to me but that's it. I don't feel like i belong. I don't know what Fury saw in me. But all i want is just a home. Someone i can talk to. Somewhere i belong."

Tears were streaming down my face while i ranted about my messed up life. Nat stroked my hair and kissed my head.

„You belong with us. The team might not act like it yet but i know, that everyone here cares about you. Steves just doesn't know how to work with children. As does the rest of the team. But we are a family. A weird one but we love and care for each other. And you are a part of that.
You belong with us. You are home now." she whispered and i closed my eyes.
Home. I thought.

„Thank you." i whispered. „Thank you."

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Soooo, what do we think about my first oneshot? I don't know what to think about this one... please let me know:)

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