caught red handed

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you got home and you slipped through your window into your room. you were trying to be super quiet because you didn't want to wake your mom. but she was an ex-assassin and also a mother so she probably heard you sneaking in. you successfully got into bed after brushing your teeth and taking a shower trying to get the smoke and alcohol smell off of you.

-skip to morning-

you walked upstairs to the kitchen to get some breakfast. your mom was already sitting there on her computer probably finishing some work.

"hey sweetheart, how'd you sleep?"

"pretty good"

you sat down next to her after getting a bowl of cereal. you were sitting in comfortable silence which was a good sign. if your mom knew you snuck out, she would have scolded you by know. after breakfast, you were laying around watching some tv. but your mom was going up to your room to get some laundry done. she walked into your room and she started collecting your dirty laundry from your basket. she also grabbed your sweatshirt you wore last night that was sitting right on top. as the clothes were moving around, a cigarette butt feel out of your pocket. natasha stopped and leaned down to pick it up. at that moment she knew you snuck out again.

"oh you're in so much trouble y/n romanoff" she said to herself

she stopped what she was doing and she walked downstairs calmly. she sat next to you on the couch. she was going to try to get you to admit what you did by pulling the answer out of you or guilt tripping you.

"so, you've been really good lately" natasha started.

"you haven't snuck out recently and i'm proud of you for listening to me."

your stomach dropped. first, you couldn't tell if she was being sarcastic. second, you didn't like lying to her. and third, if she did know where you were last night, you were in for hell.

"yeah, being grounded isn't worth it" you agreed.

she was surprised you were lying to her. right to her face.

"so do you wanna explain why i found a cigarette in your sweatshirt pocket? or did it just magically appear there."

your eyes widened and your heart felt like it stopped. before you could even get a word in she started talking.

"i can't believe you just lied to my face. and i can't believe you snuck out again y/n. i told you not you, your gonna end up getting hurt or worse. and a cigarette? your actually kidding me. y/n you are 15 years old."

"mom i-"

"no y/n, i've repeatedly told you the consequences of this and you ignored me again."

"mom please listen."

"what. what could you possibly have to say to me right now"

"please mom, i'm sorry. i regret going out okay?" your voice wavered a little bit signalling to your mom that something happened.

"what happened sweets? what's wrong" her serious expression faded into worry.

"i'm sorry, i went out to meet with a group of friends. he was got drunk and he was getting close to me, i'm sorry" tears were slowly forming in your eyes, and eventually they started rolling down your cheeks.

"hey hey, who got drunk?"

"logan did, he's my boyfriend and i'm really sorry. he's never done that before" you said while your tears were flowing.

your mom was shocked. about the drinking and smoking. about your boyfriend she just found out about. but mainly because her daughter was assaulted. she immediately went into mamma bear mode and pulled you in tightly. she wrapped her arms around you as you cried into her shoulder.

"hey hey hey, you're okay now. did he do anything to you? what happened"

"he was just getting you touchy with me and when i tried to leave he grabbed my wrist and told me to go back to his place with him. and he was forcing himself onto me. i'm sorry" your words were muffled

"please darling, don't be sorry. that was his fault. not yours. are you okay?" she said pulling you back so she could look in your eyes

"i don't know" you said

"okay darling, you're okay now. you're safe." she said pulling you back in.

she didn't want to let go of you. she knew you were getting older, but you were so vulnerable right now that she just wanted to hold you. she didn't want the world to touch you, she wanted to keep you safe in her arms. but she knew you were growing up and that she would have to let you go out, but these are the kinds of things she has to protect you from. but for now, her little girl safe in her arms was all she needed.

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