Lovesick | Natasha Romanoff (GxG)

Part 31; The one Who broke Me

~Y/N's Pov~

Jumping awake from a loud yell, I hit my head against the top bunk above me. I grunt, clutching onto my forehead.

"Gosh fucking dangit, I can't do this shit anymore!"

I rushed out of the room at the same time as Roxanne left hers. We sent each other a tired, confused look before us both jogging down the hallway. We stopped at the living room, seeing Andrew on the couch.

Since it was late when we first arrived here, we figured sleep will calm us all down after all the chaos from yesterday.
Natasha slept at the upstairs room by the roof and I slept at one of the bunkbeds, taking the bottom one. We didn't want to make it obvious sleeping together. Roxanne yelled dibs for the king-sized bed. Andrew, I don't know where he slept.

Roxanne next to me wipe her foggy eyes out, not sure if she's still in her dream. My mouth fell open, looking around the messy room.
Empty containers of Red Bull, coffee mugs and small bags of chips and sweets spread across the couch and floor.
My eyes lands on Andrew, sitting on the couch with his laptop on his lap. A gray, fuzzy blanket draped over his head, making him look like an old dad who hasn't slept in two weeks, including his droopy eyes. He yet hasn't discovered us standing here, staring at him, a bit amused. Andrew was fixated on the screen, his face getting closer and closer, until he groaned loudly and threw the blanket off him.

"Fuck!" He yelled.

I tease, "Good morning to you too"

Andrew jumps up, walking up and down in a fast pace. Hands in his hair, like he's going nuts. He looked at us with wide eyes, not bothering to greet.

"I've been searching non-stop..." He points at me, "None-stop!... for this stupid bounties on our big-ass heads, but I can't find it nowhere. Nowhere!"

I was still too flabbergasted to speak, not knowing Andrew could get so messy.

Roxanne yawns. "This cabin sure has a good supply of food. We might last long enough until Andrew finds a way to stop this bounty thing." She jokes. "...That is if he didn't eat everything."

Andrew gave her a death stare, real killer eyes. She took it very personally and frowned. "I mean, I got to agree with her, Andrew. You sure ate a lot. You can't stay up and stress eat-" I mumble, still sleepy.

"That's not the point!" He whined and collapsed onto the couch again. "I-I've tried every possible con websites I can think of. Ranging to bounty catching websites to the darkest webs. There's nothing on there."

Suddenly, the cabin's doors open. Us all, a bit startled, turned to it. I release a relieved sigh as Natasha walked inside. I stared her down like a hawk as she closes the door then turns around towards us. Biting my bottom lip, I prevent myself from smiling. A blush creeps up on my face as flashbacks from yesterday came flooding back.

"Morning." I said softly.

Natasha flashes a tiny smile. "Morning" She nods. "I checked the perimeter, it's all clear."

"All clear? So what? We're expecting those people to come looking for us?" Roxanne asked strictly.

Natasha snarled back, "I didn't say that, did I? But, maybe."

I clear my throat, uncomfortably. Standing in the middle of a stare down. Natasha didn't lie when she said she dislikes her. The room fell with silence, including Andrew who slouches into the couch. He frowns, looking back and forth between Natasha and Roxanne- the two women with intense furrowed eyebrows, looking like a predator about to charge at it's prey. Roxanne folds her arms, trying to intimidate her. Natasha, disgusted, look her up and down.