~Y/N's Pov~
I had to sleep with one eye open at all times, uncomfortable shitlessly. Vlad's threats can happen anytime, so I'm waiting for an assassin to storm into my house one day.
That doesn't compare with all the positive things going to happen because of the raid on the assassins yesterday. Vladimir weirdly confessed to giving Natasha the drugs that day- confessing that it was his all the long. Finally, Natasha has no record anymore. She's innocent.
My fingers been hovering over the call button to her contact for a few minutes, not sure if I should tell her or not. Nevertheless, she'll find out.
Andrew on the other hand was pissed at me, because maybe his life's in danger now too. Even though Vlad and Andrew were good friends, I don't think he will show remorse to Andrew. Luckily, after explaining that I had to do it, over and over again, Andrew calmed down and realized that I'm on the top list of hated people that Vlad made.Sometimes I think that I'm just overreacting and Vlad isn't that powerful as what he believes he is. He's definitely not that powerful behind bars.
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Arriving home after a long day of work, I went straight to the kitchen and make myself a cup of coffee.
Sitting on a stool around the counter, a shuffling noise outside caught my attention. Thinking it's Luke home early, I walked to go open the door for him. As I open the door, there was nobody to see. Maybe it was just me being on edge again. My mind playing tricks on me.
Closing the door, I turn around.My breathing caught in my throat. Blinking a few times, I hoped the figure that I'm imagining fades away. Though, I realized quickly it was real when hands pushed me back against the wall, pinning me by my shoulders. I, with wide eyes, stare at the emerald ones filled with anger looking back at me. I've never seen Natasha this mad before. My heartbeat increased rapidly.
"Are you out of your mind!?" She yelled. She furrowed her eyebrows looking back and forth between my eyes.
Her emotions shifted from angry to concerned, switching between those two emotions.
She mutter loudly, "Why would you snitch on Vladimir!""Natasha..." I said quietly.
"Do you realize what you've done!?" She yells.
I frown and lightly nudge her off me. "What the hell, I did you a favor!"
"I never asked for it!"
Shaking my head lightly, I reply, "You're scared of something... what are you scared of?"
"For fuck sakes Y/N, I'm scared for you!"
Taken back, my frown slowly disappears. She stares at me, breathing heavily before groaning and running her hands through her hair.
"I can handle whatever Vladimir has coming my way. Natasha, your case files are clean. We can finally forget about the drugs. This is wonderful, don't you see!"
She said loudly, "I don't care about my case and all of that crap! I care about you, Y/N!" I was quiet, both our heartbeats sky-rocketing out of this world. "You've just put yourself in danger. You, me, and Andrew."
"He'll go for you too?" I ask quietly.
"Of course he will, I'm the first one who ever introduced you to him!" Natasha responds. "This is why you should just have left it alone. He even gave you a warning!"
"It's my job, Natasha! I lock up bad people!" I yelled back.
"You didn't lock me up!"
"Because I was terrified!"
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Lovesick | Natasha Romanoff (GxG)
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