a.n.: just a little Hawkeye/Clint and Black Widow/Natasha story i wrote after watching the Avengers. i haven't read the comics or anything, so i'm sorry if Natasha is out of character. this is from her POV [point of view]. please leave a review if you read this story, and i promise i'll respond to you.
I am a coward.
I've run away so many times I've stopped counting. I ran away from my family, my friends, my allies, and my enemies.
Sure I have a reputation of being a cold-hearted killer, but it's all a facade. None of it is real. It's just smoke and mirrors, nothing more.
I made a mistake. I let him in. He was supposed to kill me. But he didn't. Only God knows what spawned this spontaneous kind act. God also knows what he's like.
He's a killer. Just like me. We're one and the same. A perfect pair of psychopaths. A complete package of insanity.
I love him. He's everything I ever wanted in a man. He's kind, smart, funny as hell, and beautiful. I just wish I could tell him that. Out loud. With my voice. Not in silence. Not with my actions.
I am in love.
I am a cold-hearted killer.
I am lying.
I am a coward.