Winter's Widow

Chapter 11

I'm actually pretty pleased with this chapter, I hope you are too :)

I know Nat is a little out of character in this chapter, but i had to do that to make this chapter work better.

Natasha's pov:

"Dude! I can't believe that you wanna get with your teacher! So scandalous. ;)"

"Shut up Clint! That's not what I said." He's already annoying me.

"You totally do! He has a thing for you too, don't worry." He's such a birdbrain.

"Ugh. Why do you have to do these things, Clint?"

"It's the truth, that's why! Have you seen the way he acts around you? I saw him looking at you before your mission." He says.

"Ok, so what?" I ask.

"He totally likes you, Nat. You need to do something about it." He hangs up the phone.

I'm still in the car, on the way home. I'm heading home from a mission. I got into another nasty fight with a big dude. I won of course, but he did a number on me. This was yesterday, so now the bruises are showing. It hurts. My whole left cheek is purple, and my left arm is banged and cut up too. I pull up to the tower, and park my car. I walk into the tower, trying my best to not let anyone see my face. I run to the elevator, and pick the floor my room is on. I am about to go to my room, when I have a thought. Maybe I should hang out with somebody. Maybe that will make me feel better about this big bruise. Clint? No, he will lose his shit and get angry. Steve? Maybe. Bucky? Yes. He doesn't get mad. When he does, He conceals it very well. He's really calm. I grab an over sized hoodie from my room and put it on, after changing. The hood should cover my face and arm. I should go hang out with him. I walk over to Bucky's room and knock on the door.

Knock Knock

"Who?" I hear the deep, raspy voice from in the room.

"Me, I'm home." I say, in hopes that he recognizes my voice.

"Get in here."

I slowly open the door and close it behind me. I turn to see him laying in his bed on his phone. He doesn't even look at me. I turn my head a little, so in case he looks he can't see the bruised part.

"H-hey." I speak first.

"Hey." He says.

"A-are you busy?" I ask.

"No, why?" He asks, I detect a light hint of concern in his voice.

"Oh, I really just came to hang out. It's nothing important."

"Oh. Then, what do you wanna do? You came back from a mission, you decide." He asks, putting his phone down. He puts his hands behind his head and stares at the ceiling.

"I-I don't know. Have any ideas?" I ask, feeling a bit nervous.

"..." He's thinking.

"What's wrong."

"N-nothing, why?" I think he's onto me.

"You're stuttering." He says, still staring at the ceiling.

"Uh- What do you wanna do?" I try to change the subject.

"Don't change the subject." He's totally onto me. I need to leave. Now.

I'm feeling a bit nervous, I back up towards the door. I turn to open the door and leave. This was a bad idea.

"No, you stay here." he orders finally looking at me. He gets up and walks over to me. I open the door, but before I can step out, he wraps his hand around my waist and pulls me back. He shuts the door and locks it. I keep the left side of my face away from him. Shit- I'm tearing up.