Night Raccoon [W.M. x O.C.]

"Trust me"

Corey was really crazy. Otherwise, he would never return to this hospital. Even if his life depended on it. In the end, the only memory he had from this place was a frightening doctor with a huge mustache, speaking in Russian, which was a completely new and terrible thing for a four-year-old boy, and also a pain because he broke his bone again. Or maybe it was bones? He didn't remember much, but anyway, there was a lot of pain, too much pain.

Now when he was standing in front of a children's hospital in St. Petersburg, he almost saw the obese physician in front of him, with a mustache modeled on Stalin. He looked through his glasses hanging on the tip of his nose and repeated "Bednyy mal'chik. Eto vyglyadit plokho" over and over again. Back then of course he didn't understand it. The doctor's eyes were dark and glazing. He looked at Corey with compassion, and continually, like a mantra, he repeated the same two sentences that almost burned in the brain of a four-year-old boy. 'Bednyy mal'chik. Eto vyglyadit plokho', 'Bednyy mal'chikl. Eto vyglyadit plokho', 'Bednyy mal'chikl. Eto vyglyadit plokho'...

"Bednyy mal'chik" Hildreth unintentionally said aloud, looking at the hospital building "eto vyglyadit plokho."

"What?" Wanda asked.

Corey woke up from these memories. Yes, he was definitely crazy when he decided to come back here. And only now, as if with a delay, he realized that the reason for his madness is the woman standing next to him. And the desire to kill David, but by the way. If it wasn't for Wanda, he wouldn't have pursued his brother. However, since he has already moved after him, he would regrets not using it, right?

"Nothing, bad memories" he muttered in response to his companion.

He felt Wanda's hand slide into his own. An incredibly pleasant current passed through his body. He looked at her, but she focused her gaze on the building. Now a silly thought came to him to confess her feelings. Now, or when it's all over, and she will be going back to America. She won't stay with him in Russia anyway, right? He could tell her that she's driving him crazy, that he's losing his mind with her, that all his senses are going crazy when she's around, or he could just tell her that he loves her, like no one else in the world. He could do it, right?

No, it's not true - he reminded himself. They are too well put together in this relationship as it is now, it would be a pity to waste it. Probably he was a little afraid of rejection, although he was sure it would happen. A weak voice whispered in his head that maybe it wouldn't? That, perhaps, she is also able to feel something more to him? And here again, boring and unpleasant rationalism hit him like a wall. Even if there is a chance that this superhero, a member of the Avengers would reciprocate his feelings, it shouldn't take place. She was deserving someone better, someone like that Vis guy. Corey knew that he would like to make her happy and he would try to do it with all his might, but he just couldn't.

They were a bit like Romeo and Juliet. The difference wss that in this case Romeo is aware that pushing into Julia's life will only cause her much suffering and he decides to withdraw, so that the girl he loves will meet someone who is worth her. And who will be accepted by her family. In this case, this story doesn't end with a double suicide. The only person who suffers is Romeo himself, who's not planned to kill himself after all, because he is happy to see a happy Julia. Only longing for something that never existed could hurt. But in this case, does this pain make sense?

Corey shook his head. His fatigue, stress and madness must have reached a record level, when he thinks of an old doctor with a mustache in a moment, and in a moment he compares himself and Wanda to Romeo and Juliet.

"Are you ready?" his companion asked.

"I will never be" he murmured in response, "but I think I have no choice."