The Witch 《Scarlet Vision》

Chapter 18: Fearful Confession

A chilling feeling crawls down my neck, the feeling made me tense and almost scared because it was unknown to me. Had no idea what it was or what it would do to me. 

I looked up at his soft eyes that seem to flicker with innocence and his hands swinging a little to his side with a bit of fear. I laugh a little from his words and his so called 'nervous stance'. "Vis, what are you saying?" I asked, refusing to actually believe of what I was thinking. 

"I love you, Wanda." he says with no hesitation. 

The second time of those words that came out of his mouth was the second time fell back stunned from it again. I brush my messy hair back, making it slick back from my fingers that were shaking at the same time. "T-That..." 

I gulp down all my nervous feelings, getting rid of it all. "Thats impossible." I finally say, and I can see his eyes blink at me as if confused of what I meant. I stare into his eyes, his face was twisted in confusion, his eyes bright, but gray with no emotion. I shake my head, "Vision! Do you even know what the words that are coming out of your mouth even mean?" 

Vision tilts his head back, resting his chin on his knuckles. As if he had to think about it for a while. "Love is a deep affection, with romantic and sexual attraction for your partn-" I place my hand on his arm, stopping him mid sentence. 

"I didn't ask for a definition of it online, I asked what it means to you!" I say shoving his hands down. I stare at him, finally stunned from my words. I shake my head, "You're just a robot who's programmed to say all of this. You don't actually understand these feelings!!" I yell, watching his eyes shrink away. 

"I'm sorry Vision." my eyes not leaving his. "I can't accept your confession if you don't know what love means to you." I said softly, leaving him stunned and broken. The flood of emotions, left me empty and I felt that I broke the soul inside of him. I was so afraid that if I even touched him, he would shattered onto the floor. I edge away slowly, the room suddenly felt cold. 

I couldn't stand the chill in the room, so I took a glance at him. The only thing I could say is "I'm sorry." then quickly left him. Call me heartless, but all I felt was despair, I wanted to feel satisfied of getting those feelings away. However, all I felt was a hole in my chest, empty, no more warmth inside. 

I crashed through the door, flinging myself into my soft bed. Letting my messy hair tangle against the blankets and my red dress mixing into the mattress, like blood on the bed. I put my pillow over my face, trying to numb my feelings through the comfort of my room. Of course it failed to do so.  

I peel off the tight scarlet dress from my sweaty skin and threw my pajamas on. Wrapping myself with the soft blanket, despite the intention to keep me warm. The room felt too cold. I close my eyes, forcing myself into the darkness. 

I opened my eyes to find myself at the city of Sokovia. A dream? Of course it was, my home was destroyed, there was no way it could still be standing after Ultron. However here, it wasn't touched once by that filthy piece of machinery. The city looked peaceful in my eyes, street vendors calling out how much bread costs. People walking down the sidewalk, smiling as the sun shined bright, lighting up the whole town. 

So peaceful.... 

Of course, this had to be a nightmare. For, there was no such thing as dreams in my mind. 

An explosion erupted and people started to hit the ground from the sound of the impact. I look at the direction of the explosion following with the screams of the civilians. I try to touch one of them, to ask whats wrong? But they run past me, as if I didn't exist. I look at the rubble littering the ground. The bright color of white catches my eye and my sight automatically snaps onto the color. I run to the central town, with the fountain that seemed to stop working, to see a man with white hair. 

My brother, of course.

"PIETRO!!" I yell, running to him, his name catching his attention as well. He runs to me quickly, I put my arms out, expecting his warm embrace, the loving arms that would tell me that everything was alright!! 

But, this is a nightmare. 

He pushes my neck to the ground. A sharp pain hits the back of my head, I hiss in pain. "Siding with Stark?" a cruel voice took over Pietro's body. "How disgusting are you? Don't you remember who killed our parents?" My brother tightens his grip on my throat, "Well? DO YOU?!" Slamming my head onto the gravel. 

"S-Stop!" I managed to crook out, only a dream, but it felt so real. 

"You're siding with killers!" Pietro hangs his head low, a chuckle comes out low and corrupted. "You deserve to die along with them." I choke out as his grip suddenly tightened, my vision starts to get blurry and all I could feel is the wretched cold that I feared creeping up on me. 

"P-Please Stop!!" I cried, his face growing darker, contrasting his white hair. As I try to reach out for him, begging for him to stop. Only to let my Vision go black. 

"WANDA!!?" 

A yell, wakes me up. Stopping me from falling into the eternal darkness. I jolt up from a sudden touch of my arm. My eyes fly open, directly glancing at the soft touch of an arm that belonged to Nat who was in my room. She had a worried look on her face, but I could see a flicker of fear as well. Then I realized why, when I see my red wisps creeping away from her arm then back into me. 

My powers must've activated from my nightmares.

I hurt her.

 "What happened to you?" she asked softly.