A/n: I still don't know what to write... wtv, I'll just give it a try.
Don't expect much from this chapter, I'm just gonna write what comes to mind. I'm not even sure yet, how long it's gonna take, as in, when I'll finish and publish this chapter.
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Nat's POV:
Y/n's worrying all of us. The only sign we get is that she is alive because the plates we place in front of her door always disappear and reappear empty later. I really hope that she's actually eating the food and not just throwing it away or something. We gotta get her out of her room soon, but we don't want to invade into her privacy. It should be her decision because she has to do the first step even if it's asking for help. We'd gladly help. One cannot get out of such situation them self. At some point everyone needs help and she has to realize it.
Right now, I'm bringing dinner to Y/n's door. We chose something she loves that also has a strong scent.
When I arrived, I placed the plate in front of her door, knocked on it and slipped a note underneath it. The note said:
"Hey Y/n/n, How are you? I just wanted to let you know that you are not alone in this. You can always come to any of us and ask for help, we won't judge you - quite the opposite, we want you to be happy and therefore wish we could help you get better. But you have to know that you are the one who has to take the first step. It's been a while and we're all worried sick about you. Nevertheless, we want you to have the space, the privacy and the time you need to cope. So in case you're ready to come out of your room, please go do it. You can also use the vents if you only want to interact with one person. If you'll want to talk to me, well, you'll know where to find me.
~Nat"I began to walk away from her door, making sure to walk audibly and just when I rounded the corner, I peeked back around it and saw the door being slightly opened and the plate disappeared from it's position. Since her powers still worked fine, she probably did eat at least something because powers require energy and health. They also get weaker when the body gets weaker, so I hope that was a sign that her body is not dangerously weak.
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It was now the evening. I told Wanda that I wanted to sleep alone this night because if Y/n did take my message into consideration and wants to talk to someone from the team, it'd be best if everyone is alone in a room. The more people it would be, the more uncomfortable it would be for Y/n and then she might not even give it a try.
I got ready for bed, layed down and continued reading the book I had been reading the previous days.
Some time later, I honestly don't know when exactly - I always tend to forget the time when reading - I heard sounds coming from the vents. I wondered who or what that was. I might've misheard myself, it might be Clint trying to pull a prank (if so, then surely not succeeding) or maybe even Y/n...
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Y/n's POV:
I was just writing a diary entry, when I heard a knock on my door and a note was slipped underneath it. This note seemed different. These past days, I've received many notes, but they all just kind of asked how I was and if I could come out of my room and that they missed me... yk, just short notes.
My expectations were right. This one was unusual- it was long and deep. After I had read it, tears sprung into my eyes. To avoid getting the letter wet, I held them back. Then I remembered my recent diary entry. There, I had thought about talking to Nat and now she's reached out to me.
She probably knows how hard this is for me, especially the getting help part, and if she offers me to come to her or someone else, I'm sure she's thought of the fact that I would rather have a conversation with just one other person and she might tell Wanda that they will sleep seperately this night. Just so I could go to either of them.
I'm pretty sure I will. I'll just take a nap and use the vents at some point in the night. Who exactly I'll go to, I'm not completely sure. I guess Nat, but there are other options that I will consider before making my decision final.
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A/n: Okay, so I first planned to make this chapter longer, but everytime I write smth, I only have small ideas and I cannot really write a complete chapter at once, so I guess the rest of that day will have to be in the next chapter.
Also, I didn't want to have you guys waiting much longer because, well, it's been a while since I last updated. A long while, I have to admit.
I did try to reply to almost all comments as soon as I read them to at least give you a sign that I haven't quit.
The next few days will be very stressful for me, yk with Christmas and New Years a week later, so I doubt that I'll continue writing this year. That's why I wish you all a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year in advance and see you in following chapters next year. <3

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