𝐋𝐚𝐬 𝐕𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐬 ❺

Chapter 22

Las Vegas, Day 21

Steve stirred awake , feeling  like his head was about to explode. God. He groaned as he slowly sat up , only to realize that he was completely naked and wasn't in his room. Yes, last night. He thought. Last night had completely broken his heart and hers.

His stupid decision to try to pursue Natasha had caused a lot of pain to many people around him.

Natasha...the worst of all   was that he 'd hurt Natasha.

Last night 's drunk phone sex had only made the memories of her in his mind clearer than ever. He could remember how Natasha writhed, how she 'd moaned, how she'd screamed his name. How beautiful she 'd looked when she 'd come undone underneath him.

God, he missed her, and it was driving him insane. He 'd been away from her for too long , and every minute of it only made it worse. His sanity was on the verge of madness.

"Fuck..." Steve groaned. He was just realized that this was the last day he  would stay in Vegas.

He needed to see Natasha, to say goodbye, to say that he was sorry. She might slap him across the face and call him names , but he didn't care. He had to make things right with her.

Steve got out of bed and put  a sweater on , walking out the room to find Clint and Bruce in the kitchen.

"Hey, morning, guys." Steve greeted.

"You look terrible." Bruce said.

"Not to mention — what the hell did you do in  the guest room?" Clint added.

"Nightmares." Steve told him . He did have nightmares last night , but it  hadn't been that big of a matter. What mattered was that he 'd just hurt Natasha again. "I  didn't want Sharon to wake up , so I just slept here."

Both of his friends were genuinely concerned when they heard about it. They knew about Steve's nightmares and his long time sessions with psychiatrist, a trauma from the past that he couldn't shake off. They hadn't heard about it in a very long time so something must have been really bad  to triggered it.

They wanted to help and talk to Steve , but he  brushed them off.

"Guys, it's not that big of a deal." Steve insisted. What  the  big deal was that he needed to see Natasha one more time before he left this city and missed her like crazy. "Actually, I need a gigantic favor from you." he said carefully "I need to do something before I leave."

From  his gestures and facial expression, Clint knew what Steve was about to do , while Bruce only knew that Steve was about to something stupid.

"No!" Clint yelled.

"Whatever you are going to do, I don't recommend." Bruce calmly said.

"Please, I have to. I need closure."

"You need another bang with her!" Clint yelled. "You cannot do this. You will hurt her more than she already is."

"I have to do this. Clint, please."

Steve looked at them pleadingly and his friends couldn't resist the puppy dog trick.

"Fine, what do you want us to do?" Clint asked.

"I want you guys to keep Sharon occupied all day and possibly all night." Steve replied. "By all means, do anything you need to do , and I mean anything."

"Fine, but my way."

"Which is?"

"You don't need to know , but it will get her occupied possibly all day and night."