Falling for a Maximoff

Chapter 56: Wanda's past

Pov y/n

Shortly after I hear footsteps nearing my room.
I don't remember if I closed my door but I also don't care, I just burry my face further into the pillow, hot tears being soaked up by the fabric.

The footsteps arrive in my room and stop in the middle of my room.
Silence fills my room after, the sobs that leave my mouth also quiet and I try my best to control my body, not wanting the person in my room to see that I'm crying.

I knew Wanda did something that made the Avengers be afraid of her but I never thought she fought against them. In some way I understand why mom didn't want me to be around her in the beginning, considering her experience with Wanda.

I don't know, I just feel like Wanda hid that detail from me. Would I feel better if she would have told me herself earlier on? Honestly, I don't know. I just know she hurt my mom and didn't care to tell me.

Maybe her not being open and honest with me does hurt more than I thought. I always did my best to be honest with her and she just kept that from me? It feels a little like I don't even know her anymore.

"Y/n?" Wanda's voice is quiet and by the tone I can tell she's unsure what to do. I shake my head, not able to say something without outing my crying. She was my safe space.

"Please, can I talk to you?" She pleads and takes one step closer towards my bed. I bite my lip and swallow, my throat feeling like there's a knot in there. She deserves to tell me her side of the story. I am upset right now but it doesn't change that she maybe has a different sight on the whole situation. Trying to calm myself, I take another deep breath and turn around, wiping my cheeks as I do so.

Her eyes land on my face and my eyes that are probably red from crying and hurt and guilt fills her eyes. I pull my feet towards my body to sit criss-cross and look at her.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you feel this way." She whispers and slowly sits down on the bed.

A part of me wants her to stay distant, another one craves her touch and comfort right now and I can't say which one is stronger. Her eyes are soft and lay on me, trying to read my expression. I suck in my bottom lip and bite on it, trying to contain myself.

"I know it's probably the wrong situation but I would like to hold and comfort you right now. But I am aware that I am the one who hurt you..." She admits with a sad voice and searches for my eyes.

My mind keeps fighting until one side gives in and I nod, reaching a hand out to her. She understands and scootches closer to me but leaves me the choice if I want to hug her. I shuffle a little before I almost throw my body at her, needing her comfort right now. It sounds so wrong to seek comfort from the person who's fault it is that you feel bad but she's still my safe space and that's what I crave right now.

She catches me and pulls me in her, wrapping her arms around my body. I start to cry again, having lost the control over my feelings. They just wash over me and I can't keep the sobs from escaping.
Wanda lets me cry it all out while holding me close and slightly rocking from side to side with me on her lap. Her hands stroke my back in a calming manner and she kisses my hair every now and then.

I let everything out and burry my face in her shoulder, feeling the wet patch my tears leave on her shirt. But she doesn't care about that, she just holds me and comforts me.

When the tears come to an end, I lean back a little and wipe my tears away before sliding down her lap and lean against my head board. Her eyes follow my movements and she stays where she is, sensing that I'm now ready to talk.

"Why?" I ask, my voice still a little shaky and raspy from my crying.
"Why I didn't tell you?" She asks and I nod.

Wanda looks down on her hands and takes a deep breath before looking up at me again.
"I guess I was just afraid to lose you. I knew you would be upset and I totally understand that, I would be too if I was in your position..." She starts, thinking on how to continue.