malignant (Natasha X Reader)

part 12 |Good morning?|

SONG OF THE CHAPTER: Not strong enough - Boygenius

Blinding beams of sunlight awoke Y/n as well as the sudden urge to vomit her insides out.

She quickly got up and tried to find the bathroom. Holding her hair as best as possible she tried to remember what she'd done last night. Or who, because she certainly didn't recognise where she was. Stygian had also realised she was still in her dress from last night, just worn a bit messily. Looking up into the mirror she had a look at the hickeys and could tell they were from Carla from the placement.

She groaned leaving the bathroom, took the knife from her thigh that she always kept on her on a night out, and tried to find her way around the apartment.

Walking into the living room cautiously, knife held out ready, she recognised the body of the woman facing away from her in the open-plan kitchen.

"Blonde...?" Y/n whispered to herself.

Natasha turned around and glanced at Y/n.

"What. The. Fuck." Y/n's jaw dropped, still keeping the knife in place.

"You know you should probably go back to bed, I can't imagine the hangover you're feeling right now," the blonde smirked and walked towards her.

"Did you kidnap me? Is this your safehouse?" Y/n started to retreat.

"It turns out we both like running off to the same places and going to the same clubs. Except one of us doesn't get high off their tits and blackout drunk." Natasha remarked. ," You passed out next to me so you should be thankful, I could've let you fall onto the concrete. I wasn't just going to leave you there to be taken advantage of."

"Thank you?" She questioned. "Shit I need to call Carla or one of them," she whispered to herself.

"I think you lost your new phone whilst you were there too."

Y/n eyes shot up at her.

"Why did you really bring me back here? There's got to be a reason right? You're talking to me as if everything is normal. Am I dreaming?" Y/n rubbed her face trying to believe what was happening. It was hurting trying to process this new information.

"Listen I just wanted to help you. And I hadn't seen you in a long time," she mumbled the last part.

"So you take me back to your place?! I slept with another woman last night Natasha. We broke up. It's been months. Why do you decide when I've turned up to the same place as you that you're going to try to talk to me?" She said, anger taking over, sparks flickering from her empty hand.

Natasha's face twitched when Stygian mentioned sleeping with that other girl. She had seen them kissing but hadn't realised it had gone that far. She stared, confused, at the sparks coming out of her hands too. Stygian noticed and tried to discreetly move her hand behind her back and move the knife closer.

"Use my phone to call your friends." She spoke as she passed it to her.

"Oh, you're so generous." Y/n took the phone and went into the other room to call Carla.

"Yeah... I'm alright...I'm safe for now, I ran into an...Old friend. I'll let you know if I'm on my way back. It could be a while though... tell the others thank you for a brilliant night out and I hope Richard finally found someone," she laughed over the phone and hung up. She put her knife back on the thigh holder under her dress as she remembered her powers.

After walking back into the room Natasha made another joke trying to avoid the elephant in the room.

"Made new friends already?" She joked

"I've known them for years," The killer grumbled.

"Listen y/n I'm sorry. It was the heat of the moment and I shouldn't have broke up with you. My anger just took over and I didn't mean for it to happen."

"You left Natasha! You left without looking back! What am I supposed to do with that? Act like it was all okay? You didn't come back! You didn't come to save me or even attempt to get in touch!" She lashed out, her eyes turning a bright red, Natasha took a step back confused as to what was happening to the other girl.

"I had to take care of something," Natasha sighed. "Shit went down and I ended up reuniting with my sister and we took down the Redroom."

"I get, I get that you were busy with taking down the red room. I saw it on the news. But it didn't take the full two months, did it? No. I know it was the most important thing. But you had no idea about it until after you'd left and found a place to stay! You had no idea. So stop using it as an excuse as to why you didn't come back. I know we had a rough patch and I know I said shit I shouldn't have but so did you. I waited for you to make the effort because I was scared you didn't want to see me. That was why I didn't call."

"I know what I did was awful and I regret it with every part of my heart but I was scared. I've never really let myself be this involved with someone before so having fights felt like the end of the world. It felt like that was the end forever." Natasha looked down in shame.

"I thought I'd never get to see you again," Y/n whispered with tears in her eyes. The red was flickering in yer eyes faintly now.

"Is it serious with that other girl?" Natasha asked referring to Carla.

"No, we just did it because we got too drunk. We made it clear before anything that it wasn't going to become a thing."

The blonde looked up, taking in all of Y/n's features, her eye especially. On her normal eye, it was a silky Hazel colour but on the other you could see the split in it, fracturing the iris and destroying the silky colour. There were still specks of red in it. The scar also ran from the top of her left cheek to above her eyebrow, splitting the hair. There were old gash marks that had healed on her face, especially on her nose. More scars ran up and down her body. Most of them were on her arms which were covered by a sleeve of tattoos.

"What did they do to you?" Natasha questioned with sorrow in her eyes.

"Only what they were going to do to the others. I wouldn't let them take it out on the others so I took the most punishment. I do think part of that was also from beating Tony up through the bars of the cell."  Y/n smirked slightly gazing into the blonde's eyes.

"I've missed you so much," she laughed.

"I don't think I could've gone on any longer. But I was so scared. I didn't know what you thought of me." Natasha stepped and reached out to Y/n's hands to hold them.

Stygian hesitated but then linked her fingers with Natasha's.
"Can we just go back to normal? I don't see how this is benefiting either of us." She asked.

"I don't want to live without you again, so please." Nat placed her hand on Stygian's cheek and she leaned into it.

The killer placed a brief kiss on the shorter girl's forehead and wrapped her arms around her for a while.

"I want to hear all about your adventures with your sister then."

"I want to hear about this druggie group you're involved with," Nat laughed.