Wanda’s POV
Once I’m done taking a moment to take in what just happened, the severity of the consequences of fulfilling the dare start to settle in. And I find myself overcome with worry and fear at how this could affect my relationship with Y/N. I begin to pace up and down the room as different scenarios fill my head. I try to not get too worked up as I wait and hope that Y/N will come back to the room after her swim so that we can talk.
Seconds turn to minutes turn to hours and I watch the clock continue to tick by with no sign of Y/N. I slowly begin to lose hope that Y/N is going to come back to the room at all. Taking a break from my pacing, I lean against the nearest wall for a few minutes in an attempt to calm the raging storm currently going on within my head and heart. However, it seems to be of no use as I cannot calm down until I’ve spoken to Y/N. Before long I find myself sliding down the wall with my head in between my hands. And I am filled with nothing but regret at how today has unfolded.
 God, I really fucked everything up. I should’ve just said no to the dare or even walked away from the group. Y/N must hate me now and I probably pushed her right into Carol’s arms. I feel like screaming and crying after what just happened but I’m not too sure that it would help anything. Instead, I sit in silence as I allow regret to consume me and my mind goes into overdrive with nothing but negative thoughts.
As I’m wallowing in my own self-pity, I hear a sudden knock on the door and scramble to get up. I hurry to open it hoping that it is Y/N so that we can talk about everything. My hopes are suddenly flushed down the drain when I open the door only to discover that it is in fact not Y/N. Instead, my twin standing on the other side of the door, and I find myself deflating in disappointment. “Piet, I really don’t feel like talking or being made fun of right now so please just leave me alone.” I quietly say to him in a sad and defeated voice.
Pietro simply stares at me with his arms crossed and has a serious look on his face for a moment. He finally steps inside the room causing me to sigh and shut the door behind him. I turn to look at him and find him already looking at me with the same look on his face before I see it softens considerably. “I came to see how you were doing after what just happened. Especially after you rushed away from the group like that.” I am silent for a moment, but it isn’t long before my bottom lip begins to tremble. Tears start to fill my eyes before finally rolling down my cheeks as I fall into his arms.
He holds me tightly as I sob in his arms, “God, I ruined everything, Piet! She’ll never want to be with me after what just happened… God, you should’ve seen the look on her face! I can’t get the way that she looked at me out of my head.” Pietro sighs as he holds me and softly says, “Wanda… Don’t be so hard on yourself. And don’t say that you didn’t ruin everything. Once Y/N comes back the two of you can talk and things will be fine. I’m sure of it.” I shake my head not believing his words at all as I say, “No Piet you don’t get it. You didn’t see the way that she looked at me. I’ve never seen her look at me the way that she did after I kissed Vision.”
Pietro chuckles lightly and sends me a half smile before saying, “See but that’s the thing Wanda I was there, and I saw it happen from both ends. Sure, Y/N definitely didn’t look happy about the kiss, but I really don’t think that she was upset with you. Maybe she was just upset by the situation. That girl cares about you Wanda and I know that she’s not going to throw away what you guys have or could possibly have over some stupid dare.”
The things he says make sense in theory, but I still have trouble believing him. So he spends the next hour with me trying to convince me that Y/N still likes me and that I haven’t ruined anything. Our conversation gets cut short when we suddenly hear the sound of loud shouts coming from downstairs. We look over at each other in confusion and concern as the shouting grows louder before running towards the commotion. On our way there, we ran into the other girls who also seem to be on their way to see what is happening and what is the cause of everyone’s screaming and shouting.
Once we all reach the living room area, I’m in shock when I see Y/N and Vision fighting. Pietro quickly rushes over to help Bucky to hold Y/N back, while Thor and Tony hold onto Vision. What the hell is happening? Why were they both going at it like that? Y/N never resorts to violence for no reason, so something had to have happened. I think to myself as my confusion and concern over the situation takes over. I’m startled out of my thoughts at the sound of more shouting which causes me to focus on the problem at hand.
I watch as Y/N begins to wiggle and pulls free from Bucky and Pietro’s hold and goes to lunge at Vision again. I decide that I’ve had enough of all this nonsense and demand answers before shouting, “What the hell is going on here?!” Both Vision and Y/N, as well as everyone else in the room, look over at me in surprise as the room goes dead silent. Y/N holds my gaze for a few moments before mumbling a quick “nothing” and walking off toward our room. I sigh in frustration and disbelief as I look around the room. My eyes settle on Vision who has an annoyed look on his face before sitting back down and drinking his beer as if nothing happened.
I shake my head at his behavior before deciding that I should go check on Y/N. Maybe I can get some kind of explanation out of her regarding what just occurred between her and Vision. I quickly leave the living room to follow after her toward our room and shut the door behind me. Once I’m inside the room I find her sitting on the bed and leaning against the headboard. I walk over to her before I grab hold of her wrist and pull her towards the bathroom as she makes no move to get out of my grip. She allows me to pull her to the bathroom without making a fuss and I gently push her to sit on the closed toilet seat.
Y/N sits quietly and observes me as I run around checking all throughout the bathroom looking for a first aid kit. I finally manage to find one and sigh out in relief before muttering a quiet yet victorious “finally!” I open up the first aid kit and quickly get to work as I begin to disinfect each of the cuts that are currently littered all over her face. After disinfecting the cuts, I gently grab her face and put ointment on the cuts. She simply watches me work in silence while occasionally wincing from the pain.
Once I have finished, I look at her face and sigh before saying “Why did you pick a fight with Vision?” The question makes her quirk a brow before responding. “Why do you assume that I started it?” I simply shoot her a look that says I’m not in the mood for games and she sighs heavily before looking away from me. “I was coming back to the villa from my swim and was coming to talk to you when I heard voices.” She pauses for a moment before continuing, “I followed them to the living room thinking you might be there, and saw the boys talking. I was going to walk away until I heard Vision say something that I didn’t appreciate.”
I nod softly to show I’m listening, and she grows frustrated as she explains further. “I told him not to say anything like that again and he goaded me, so I hit him and after that, we started fighting.” I remain quiet for a moment as I notice that she wouldn’t specify what was said and that she kept dancing around it, so I decide to ask, “What was so bad about what he was saying that made you react that way? You never resort to violence that quickly over nothing.” Y/N grows tense but remains quiet and refuses to look me in the eye, I give her some time before lifting her face to look up at me.
“Y/N/N… come on talk to me. What did he say that was so bad that it made you hit him?” She stays quiet for a moment and simply looks at me before sighing and shaking her head. She groans out loud before getting up from the toilet and walking away and into the room. I’m extremely confused by her behavior and follow her out of the bathroom and into the room. I watch in silence as she paces the room and grips her hair in her hands before letting go and finally facing me.
“He said that he was going to have you in his bed by the end of this vacation. I told him not to speak about you like that, but he just smirked and asked what I was going to do about it. I hated that he was refusing to respect you, so I hit him.” I can see and hear the obvious frustration and anger in her eyes and voice before. She looks away from me and down at the ground in both shame and anger. Once she tells me the truth, I stand frozen in place and remain quiet. I simply blink at her in surprise as I take in the information that I have just been given.
I’m both extremely uncomfortable and infuriated by what Vision was saying about me to the others. However, I can’t help but focus more on Y/N and her reaction to hearing his disgusting comments. Sometimes I really wish that she’d stop doing things like this because then I just end up getting my hopes up. I do have to say, it’s definitely hot that she stood up for me like that and I appreciate the gesture, but I wish she hadn’t gotten herself hurt in the process. I smile slightly as I softly say, “Thank you for standing up for me, but please don’t get into fights over me. I hate seeing you hurt…but what were you coming to talk to me about before all of that happened anyways?”
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