My hot stepmom (Natasha Romanoff)

Chapter 27

"How was her name?" Natasha asks after a while.

"Yelena..." I answer and feel how her body tenses up.

"W-what?" Natasha asks in a shaky voice. I pull away and look into her eyes. "Yelena. Her name was Yelena." I repeat myself and see how her eyes sadden.

"Was she... she takes a deep breath, was she blonde? My height with green eyes? Please say no..." Natasha asks and I swallow hard, knowing I have to answer with a yes.

"She was blonde... your height and had green eyes..." I agree and when I want to take her hand with mine she gets up and makes three steps back.

"Nat what's wrong? How did you know her?" I ask her. "You know when I told you about my sister?" She asks and her voice breaks at the end. I just nod and beg in my thoughts I didn't killed her sister.

"That was her. That was my sister." She tells me and the tears roll down her cheeks.

My breath hitches in my throat and I feel like I can't breathe anymore. I killed her sister. The sister of the love of my life.

"Nat... I..." I start but I can't say anything that will make this situation good. "Don't... Just don't..." Natasha speaks and I get up too, making two steps towards her but she just makes two more backwards, gesturing with her hand a stop sign.

"Nat, please... I'm so sorry... I didn't wanted it... I... Fuck... I start crying, I'm so so sorry..." I sob my last words, hoping she won't hate me for it.

We just stand there, looking into each others eyes for a few minutes and crying. "Please let me hug you, let me comfort you. I want to be there for you." I beg her while the tears just stream down my face and the guilt killing me on the inside.

"You want to comfort me for the pain you caused?!" She speaks between her sobs and raises her voice. My eyes widen in shock at her words and I look down in shame.

"I deserve that..." I murmur, still not looking up. "I-I need some time alone..." I hear her saying and then the door opens and when I look up she's gone.

I crawl into my bed, clinging onto the stitch plushie and cry into it.

She hates me. She saw the monster in me. She saw the killer in me, the murderer. I lost her the moment she walked out the door and left me here alone. Everything I touch gets destroyed. I don't deserve a kind sould like Natasha. I'm not worth it. I have no worth. Maybe it's better if I leave this world.

I sit straight up, looking at my desk and get up when an idea comes into my mind.

I grab some paper and a pen, sitting at the desk and start writing. I start writting a letter to my dad. When I finished it I put it into an envelope and start writing one for Natasha and put it into an envelope too after I finished it.

I make my way out of my room, knocking at my dads room. When he gives me his permission, I enter his room and close the door behind me.

"Hey honey. You okay?" He asks but I don't answer and make a few steps towards him, hugging him tight. He hugs me back, wrapping his arms around my body.

"Shhhhhhh... honey... everything is going to be okay..." I hear my dad speaking when he notices my sobs. "I love you dad. I love you so so much." I speak between my sobs and he pulls away, cupping my cheeks with both of his hands.

"I love you too honey, more than everything on this world. I'm so glad I was the one who could raise you. But I couldn't protect you from the red room. I failed and I'm so sorry for that. It's all my fault for ehat you going through right now." He tells me and I can see tears in his eyes.