I couldn't help but laugh as I heard Steve's complaint about the missing car. "No, you've got to be kidding me, the car really left?", he exclaimed, his hands filled with bags.
"You guys literally had like fucking two hours to pack," I teased, unable to hold back my amusement."Language!," he said. I struggled to contain a small chuckle. I knew very well that my choice of words had been less than elegant, but his strictness had a certain charm to it.
Steve continued, placing his bags against a nearby tree. "I guess I didn't look at the time," he said, his voice tinged with a note of disappointment."Funny, I guess you've done that before, ice man," I quipped with a smirk, feeling the need to lighten the mood. However, Steve didn't find my comment amusing. Despite the hint of amusement in his eyes, he replied sternly, "Aren't you supposed to be with Wanda? Where is she?"
I shrugged, trying to play it cool.
"She's there talking to tony," I replied nonchalantly.He was leaning against a tree, a calm presence amidst the chaos.
"Steve?" I began, my voice laced with worry.
Steve turned towards me, his eyes meeting mine. "What's up, kid?" he asked, the warm tone in his voice immediately making me feel a sense of comfort
"Take care of Wanda for me," I said quietly, my words filled with urgency.Steve's smile was empathetic, a promise in his gaze. He nodded resolutely. "Don't worry," he assured me, his hand landing on my shoulder as he patted it.
A wave of warmth and comfort washed over me as I felt two arms wrap around me from behind. Wanda's embrace was tight and familiar, and I knew instinctively that it was her. Before I could turn around, her mouth found the top of my head, and I smiled through my tears. I buried my face in her chest, allowing her presence and sent to envelop me completely.
At that moment, I felt a deep sense of loss, knowing that this was our final moment together. I tightened my arms around her even further, silently praying that somehow I could hold onto her, prevent her from leaving me.
"Yn, would you give up your life here, if it meant you could stay with me?,"
Wanda's question echoed in my mind, and my heart skipped a beat. I was taken aback by the magnitude of her question. She was asking me if I could give up everything I knew to stay with her, to live at the compound in New York. The impact of her words were not lost on me, and I felt my pulse quicken as I tried to absorb what she was asking me to do.
Wanda's eyes, brimming with hope, locked onto mine, and in that instant, I understood the sincerity of her words. She truly meant it. She wanted me to come with her. A smile tugged at the corners of my lips, and through my tears, I smiled warmly at her.
"Anywhere you go, I'll follow," I confessed, my voice faltering slightly. "I want to stay with you. I need you." The words spilled out of me in a flurry, expressing my desperate need to remain by her side.
"Then come with me,"
My heart raced as Wanda spoke, her words sending a jolt of excitement through me. She suggested I come with her, and my eyes widened in surprise. Could this actually be happening? Was she really asking me to come with her, here and now?Wanda's smile grew wider, and tears streamed down her face. She repeated her invitation, her voice firm yet filled with hope. "Come with me," she said again, determination evident in her tone.
My heart raced as I looked up at Wanda, her eyes pleading with me. I knew exactly what I wanted.
"Take me with you," I responded, the words tumbling out of my mouth.Before I could finish speaking, Wanda hugged me tightly, squeezing me close. Her voice was urgent as she spoke, leaving me no room for hesitation.
"The jet leaves in over ten minutes," she informed me. "You have to decide now, there will be no turning back."I felt a pang of worry as I realized I had nothing with me. No phone, no money, and no change of clothes. But at that moment, it seemed not important compared to the overwhelming emotions coursing through me.
Wanda must have read my mind, as she softly tucked some loose strands of hair behind my ears. Her voice was soothing as she spoke.
"Don't worry, my love," she said, her words filled with tender reassurance. "I'll make sure you have everything you need,"Wanda looked at me with a hopeful gleam in her eyes as she posed her question. "So, what do you think?" she asked.
A broad smile spread across my face. "I think Lucas will be just fine without me," I quipped, both of us laughing at the thought. Then the realization washed over me. "Holy crap, I'm going to New York," I exclaimed, my voice brimming with excitement. Wanda couldn't contain her laughter, and once again Steve echoed his disapproval, "Language!!" But Wanda silenced him with a stern glare.
With a strong yet gentle hold, Wanda wrapped an arm around my shoulders and led me towards the waiting jet. I hesitated for a moment before stepping onto the aircraft, feeling a mix of fear and anticipation. As I boarded, Wanda's hand found mine, and she squeezed it reassuringly.
Once we were both seated, the door closed, and I felt a wave of anxiety wash over me. My heart beat loudly in my chest, but Wanda's touch quickly soothed me. She leaned close and reassured me, her voice filled with comfort. "I've got you, sweetheart," she said, her words like a promise.
At that moment, I trusted her completely, knowing that she held me stable. Her presence alone was enough to calm my racing nerves. I leaned closer to her, taking in her scent and the warmth of her body. I knew I was safe in her arms.
As the jet began to lift off, I could feel the tension in my chest start to ease. Wanda's hand was still locked in mine, and she held on tightly, occasionally giving me a reassuring squeeze.
One year later
One year has passed since I moved to the compound, and life here has been nothing short of amazing. I have a room of my own, situated right across from Wanda's. The view from my window is absolutely stunning, and the city skyline of New York is breathtaking.
I have managed to form bonds with the rest of the team, although Tony and I still have our moments. Despite our differences, I believe deep down, he actually enjoys my company.
My relationship with Wanda had flourished since we spent more time together. Our bond had grown stronger than ever before, and in the process, I had started calling her "mom". She didn't mind at all. In fact, she loved it and had even confessed to me once that I was the daughter she had always longed for.
Toby and Lucas, continued living their lives without a thought about me. I had no expectations of them calling the police or even wondering about my whereabouts. Perhaps Lucas had an idea of where I was, but that wasn't my concern at the moment.
I somehow trusted that idiot.As for Anne, I no longer cared about her whereabouts, thoughts, or even her wellbeing. It was not that I actively wished her harm, but rather that I had completely detached myself from any concern for her. I hoped for her absence altogether, though it seemed unlikely she would disappear completely. Don't tell a soul, but the thought of her being completely gone, crossed my mind more than once
As for me, my dreams had come true. I am living in the city I had always dreamed of, surrounded by a group of people who meant the world to me.
With a boyfriend who brings joy and laughter to my days, and a mother figure who provided unwavering support and love. I was living my own version of a fairy tale, and the feeling of happiness and contentment was overwhelming.
This was truly the best life I could have hoped for. And even though I knew that moments of happiness were fleeting, there was nothing wrong with enjoying them, right? After all, being delulu sometimes could be the best kind of sanity. Right?;pAnyway, I've got to go, Wanda's calling me. We're going out for lunch. Just us, and most importantly, away from the guys.
I am imagining the relief Wanda would feel at the idea of having some time just for us, free from the company of the others.Thanks for reading my story, hope you enjoyed it. Wanda and I are going out now, so this story comes to an end. Take care and I'll see you all soon.
Love,
Yn Maximoff
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FanfictionYn, a curious sixteen-year-old girl, finds herself in the forbidden area where she accendently meets Wanda, the scarlett which people always talk about. They bond quickly and share many treasured moments. However, one day, Wanda suddenly disappears...