Even though I don't see anything wrong with that I had I don't want
problems so A/Ns and my fighting with Pietro can now be found with the fic
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Normal POV
It's later in the evening and everyone is sitting around in the living room watching TV except Pietro and Mystique who were both locked in their rooms ignoring everyone.
Wanda glanced over just as Pietro walked by on his way to the kitchen. She frowned slightly as she saw him cringe when everyone ignored him as usual.
"Have you noticed anything weird about Pietro lately?" She asked still frowning looking where Pietro had walked by.
"Huh? What ya talkin' 'bout Snuckums? The jerk is always weird, yo." Todd said.
Wanda flicked a finger hexing Todd into a wall. "No I mean weirder then normal. I've just been noticing he's been well...walking."
"Uhh what's weird about walking? We all to it in a daily bases Wanda." Lance said giving her a strange look.
"Not Pietro. Think about it. When have you even seen him do anything but run? He's always zipping around. But lately he's been...I don't know kinda slow. And I haven't heard him talk in anything but a human speed in days." Wanda said growing actually concerned as she said her thoughts out loud for the first time.
The guys frowned thinking about what she said.
"Ya know Sweet-uh Wanda's right. He has been actin' pretty weird lately." Todd said as he pulled him self off the floor and back onto his seat.
"And well I didn't bring it up before now but this afternoon I went in the bathroom after Pietro and the room smelled really bloody and I found blood on the floor..."
Lance frowned. "What are you saying? You think he's cutting or something? Come on Wanda! This is Pietro we're talking about! Mr. Ego himself. Mr. 'My Body is shrine of perfectness and nothing can be allowed to cause a flaw in it's perfection!' Do you really think he'd risk scars or doing anything to make him less perfect? Plus he's a huge baby. He can't stand pain in any form. Cries like a little girl." Lance said with a snort.
Wanda looked over as Pietro once again walked by carrying a plate of food. "Lance I mean it. He never even leaves his room except to go to the bathroom or to get food! It just isn't like him. I mean..I hate the little bastard for what he did to me but this is just bugging me. I can't let it go for some reason."
"Fine. We'll just talk to him and get to the bottom of this then you can move on ok?" Lance stood up and headed for the stairs.
The others looked at each other shrugged and followed.
Lance banged on Pietro's door. "Pietro! Open up we got something to talk to you about!" He yelled.
Pietro's door slowly opened and Pietro blinked at them in confusion. "Uhh what's up guys?"
"We wanna know why you're acting weird." Lance demanded.
"Weird? What are you talking about I'm not acting weird." Pietro said pasting on his best confused face.
"Are too. You've been walking not running, you hardly ever leave your room any more, you haven't been dating, you've been talking at a normal human speed, you've been completely not your self and I found blood in the bathroom this afternoon after you left it!" Wanda said accusingly.
Pietro's eyes widened and mentally he was panicking. He forced him self to stay calm on the outside as he looked at the group standing out side his room. "I don't know what you're talking about. I'm completely myself! I'm perfect in every way why would I want to be any one else?" Pietro made sure to say something shallow and ego filled to try to sound normal.
"You're lying." Wanda said simply.
"Let us see your arms." Lance ordered.
"What?!"
"Wanda thinks you're cutting so we're going to settle this for once and all. Show us your arms." Lance ordered again..
Pietro pasted on a arrogant smirk and pushed up his sleeves and showed perfect flawlessly smooth arms. "Happy now?"
"No. I know something is up with you and I want to know what!" Wanda growled purple energy dancing around her hands.
"There's nothing wrong with me I'm fine. I don't know why your all suddenly interested in me though. I thought you all hated my guts." Pietro said calmly.
"Well of course we hate you you moron! You betrayed us! Then you come back here and start bossing us around! Why the hell wouldn't we hate you!" Lance yelled.
"And you betrayed me. You're own sister. Your twin. You let that monster lock me away and didn't do a thing to stop him!" Wanda snarled.
"Well now that we got that clear why don't you go back to what you were doing." Pietro said and tried to shut her door.
Wanda's foot shot out and kept him from closing his door. "We're not done with you yet. You still haven't explained why you've been so weird lately."
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Pietro POV (I hope the switching POV aren't getting annoying!)
I thought about it for a moment. Was I acting different? I started cutting about a month ago. I started the day it fully sunk in that Wanda would never forgive me and the guys would never be a my friends again.
I just found this razor blade and just slid it across my arm. My thoughts disappeared.
At first I only did it once. Then every few days. Now I'm doing it almost every day.
And a nice side affect I found was that the blood loss and energy taken healing helps keep me in slow mode. Lets when a minute passes it feels like a minute not an hour.
I guess they're right. I have been different. I've been slow from all the blood loss.
I'm gonna have to watch that if they're already caching on.
But is that what I really want? To keep hiding? Doesn't a part of me want them to find out? Want them to worry and care and help me? Yeah... but that's never gonna happen so they can't find out. The only reason they care is they probably think I'm up to something. Planing something. They don't care about me. Not after what I did.
"Pietro! Well? Answer me! God! Here's the proof right here! You've never taken this long to answer in your whole life! You're Quicksilver! You don't take forever to think up an answer!" Wanda yelled startling me out of my thoughts.
"I Uh I don't have to explain anything to you! I'm in charge here! If I want to act weird I'll act weird! Now leave me alone!" I slam my door closed, lock it then lean against it sliding down to the floor resting my head on my knees.
I look down at my arms sleeves still pushed up and run my fingers lightly over where I know cuts have been. Gone. Not even a slight mark to know they'd been there.
I reach into my pocket and pull out the blade still in there.
My eyes are glued to the shiny razor sharp blade and I watch as I lightly run it over my arm just breaking the skin.
I close my eyes as the pain takes away my thoughts of what just happened.
"_PIETRO_! This isn't over! I want to know what's going on and I won't give up till I do!" Wanda bellowed from outside the door.
"Go away Wanda." I say just loud enough to be heard as I watch the small wound clot and scab. I cut again slightly deeper and watch the blood run down my pale arm and hit my jeans.
"WHAT IS GOING ON?! WHY IS EVERYONE MAKING SUCH A RACKET?!" I hear Mystique scream.
"Something's weird with Pietro and he won't tell me what it is!" Wanda tells her.
"So you're all standing around the hall screaming your heads off because Pietro is weird?! Well stop it! I want some peace and quiet and I will kill you to get it! Now SHUT UP!" I chuckle softly as the house shakes from the force of her slamming door.
"Alright why don't we just go back to the TV now before The Boss Lady kills us?" Lance whispers to the others.
"No! I want to know what's going on with Pietro!" Wanda hisses back.
"You know that walls aren't that thick in this house I can hear every word you're saying." I tell them conversationally.
Silence from the hall.
I stand up and walk over to my night table and pull out a box of baby wipes which I use to clean up my arm and blade then flop down on the bed nearly knocking my forgotten dinner on the floor.
I force my self to eat knowing I can't afford to lose any weight and I need to food to heal.
When I'm done I lay on my bed staring at the ceiling wondering why my sister is suddenly obsessed with what's wrong with me.
Could she actually care about me?
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Normal POV
After being yelled at by Mystique and Pietro saying he could hear them they'd gone back to the living room having to drag Wanda who hexed them for daring to touch her.
"Yo I'm really startin' to think Swee-er Wanda's right about Tro. He's actin' all crazy, yo." Todd said flopping down on his chair.
"Todd's right. I've never seen Pietro like that. Ever. He's so...slow." Lance said frowning.
"I know. There's something wrong with him. And as much as I hate to admit it I care. Damn it I care! I hate him for what he did but some small stupid part of me is still his twin sister who loves the stupid moron!" Wanda snarled.
The guys all stared at her in shock.
"Oh stop staring at me like that! You care too and you know it! If you didn't you wouldn't have gone up there with me in the first place. You wouldn't have cared if we found him dead in a puddle of blood." Wanda growled at them.
The other cringed at the mental image. "Ok, ok yeah we still care about the big idiot. We're still pissed off at him for betraying us but he's our brother." Lance admitted.
Fred finely spoke up for the first time since this all started. "So what are we gonna do?"
"We're gonna find out what's wrong and we're going to help him if he likes it or not." Wanda growled.
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Normal POV
It's later in the evening and everyone is sitting around in the living room watching TV except Pietro and Mystique who were both locked in their rooms ignoring everyone.
Wanda glanced over just as Pietro walked by on his way to the kitchen. She frowned slightly as she saw him cringe when everyone ignored him as usual.
"Have you noticed anything weird about Pietro lately?" She asked still frowning looking where Pietro had walked by.
"Huh? What ya talkin' 'bout Snuckums? The jerk is always weird, yo." Todd said.
Wanda flicked a finger hexing Todd into a wall. "No I mean weirder then normal. I've just been noticing he's been well...walking."
"Uhh what's weird about walking? We all to it in a daily bases Wanda." Lance said giving her a strange look.
"Not Pietro. Think about it. When have you even seen him do anything but run? He's always zipping around. But lately he's been...I don't know kinda slow. And I haven't heard him talk in anything but a human speed in days." Wanda said growing actually concerned as she said her thoughts out loud for the first time.
The guys frowned thinking about what she said.
"Ya know Sweet-uh Wanda's right. He has been actin' pretty weird lately." Todd said as he pulled him self off the floor and back onto his seat.
"And well I didn't bring it up before now but this afternoon I went in the bathroom after Pietro and the room smelled really bloody and I found blood on the floor..."
Lance frowned. "What are you saying? You think he's cutting or something? Come on Wanda! This is Pietro we're talking about! Mr. Ego himself. Mr. 'My Body is shrine of perfectness and nothing can be allowed to cause a flaw in it's perfection!' Do you really think he'd risk scars or doing anything to make him less perfect? Plus he's a huge baby. He can't stand pain in any form. Cries like a little girl." Lance said with a snort.
Wanda looked over as Pietro once again walked by carrying a plate of food. "Lance I mean it. He never even leaves his room except to go to the bathroom or to get food! It just isn't like him. I mean..I hate the little bastard for what he did to me but this is just bugging me. I can't let it go for some reason."
"Fine. We'll just talk to him and get to the bottom of this then you can move on ok?" Lance stood up and headed for the stairs.
The others looked at each other shrugged and followed.
Lance banged on Pietro's door. "Pietro! Open up we got something to talk to you about!" He yelled.
Pietro's door slowly opened and Pietro blinked at them in confusion. "Uhh what's up guys?"
"We wanna know why you're acting weird." Lance demanded.
"Weird? What are you talking about I'm not acting weird." Pietro said pasting on his best confused face.
"Are too. You've been walking not running, you hardly ever leave your room any more, you haven't been dating, you've been talking at a normal human speed, you've been completely not your self and I found blood in the bathroom this afternoon after you left it!" Wanda said accusingly.
Pietro's eyes widened and mentally he was panicking. He forced him self to stay calm on the outside as he looked at the group standing out side his room. "I don't know what you're talking about. I'm completely myself! I'm perfect in every way why would I want to be any one else?" Pietro made sure to say something shallow and ego filled to try to sound normal.
"You're lying." Wanda said simply.
"Let us see your arms." Lance ordered.
"What?!"
"Wanda thinks you're cutting so we're going to settle this for once and all. Show us your arms." Lance ordered again..
Pietro pasted on a arrogant smirk and pushed up his sleeves and showed perfect flawlessly smooth arms. "Happy now?"
"No. I know something is up with you and I want to know what!" Wanda growled purple energy dancing around her hands.
"There's nothing wrong with me I'm fine. I don't know why your all suddenly interested in me though. I thought you all hated my guts." Pietro said calmly.
"Well of course we hate you you moron! You betrayed us! Then you come back here and start bossing us around! Why the hell wouldn't we hate you!" Lance yelled.
"And you betrayed me. You're own sister. Your twin. You let that monster lock me away and didn't do a thing to stop him!" Wanda snarled.
"Well now that we got that clear why don't you go back to what you were doing." Pietro said and tried to shut her door.
Wanda's foot shot out and kept him from closing his door. "We're not done with you yet. You still haven't explained why you've been so weird lately."
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Pietro POV (I hope the switching POV aren't getting annoying!)
I thought about it for a moment. Was I acting different? I started cutting about a month ago. I started the day it fully sunk in that Wanda would never forgive me and the guys would never be a my friends again.
I just found this razor blade and just slid it across my arm. My thoughts disappeared.
At first I only did it once. Then every few days. Now I'm doing it almost every day.
And a nice side affect I found was that the blood loss and energy taken healing helps keep me in slow mode. Lets when a minute passes it feels like a minute not an hour.
I guess they're right. I have been different. I've been slow from all the blood loss.
I'm gonna have to watch that if they're already caching on.
But is that what I really want? To keep hiding? Doesn't a part of me want them to find out? Want them to worry and care and help me? Yeah... but that's never gonna happen so they can't find out. The only reason they care is they probably think I'm up to something. Planing something. They don't care about me. Not after what I did.
"Pietro! Well? Answer me! God! Here's the proof right here! You've never taken this long to answer in your whole life! You're Quicksilver! You don't take forever to think up an answer!" Wanda yelled startling me out of my thoughts.
"I Uh I don't have to explain anything to you! I'm in charge here! If I want to act weird I'll act weird! Now leave me alone!" I slam my door closed, lock it then lean against it sliding down to the floor resting my head on my knees.
I look down at my arms sleeves still pushed up and run my fingers lightly over where I know cuts have been. Gone. Not even a slight mark to know they'd been there.
I reach into my pocket and pull out the blade still in there.
My eyes are glued to the shiny razor sharp blade and I watch as I lightly run it over my arm just breaking the skin.
I close my eyes as the pain takes away my thoughts of what just happened.
"_PIETRO_! This isn't over! I want to know what's going on and I won't give up till I do!" Wanda bellowed from outside the door.
"Go away Wanda." I say just loud enough to be heard as I watch the small wound clot and scab. I cut again slightly deeper and watch the blood run down my pale arm and hit my jeans.
"WHAT IS GOING ON?! WHY IS EVERYONE MAKING SUCH A RACKET?!" I hear Mystique scream.
"Something's weird with Pietro and he won't tell me what it is!" Wanda tells her.
"So you're all standing around the hall screaming your heads off because Pietro is weird?! Well stop it! I want some peace and quiet and I will kill you to get it! Now SHUT UP!" I chuckle softly as the house shakes from the force of her slamming door.
"Alright why don't we just go back to the TV now before The Boss Lady kills us?" Lance whispers to the others.
"No! I want to know what's going on with Pietro!" Wanda hisses back.
"You know that walls aren't that thick in this house I can hear every word you're saying." I tell them conversationally.
Silence from the hall.
I stand up and walk over to my night table and pull out a box of baby wipes which I use to clean up my arm and blade then flop down on the bed nearly knocking my forgotten dinner on the floor.
I force my self to eat knowing I can't afford to lose any weight and I need to food to heal.
When I'm done I lay on my bed staring at the ceiling wondering why my sister is suddenly obsessed with what's wrong with me.
Could she actually care about me?
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Normal POV
After being yelled at by Mystique and Pietro saying he could hear them they'd gone back to the living room having to drag Wanda who hexed them for daring to touch her.
"Yo I'm really startin' to think Swee-er Wanda's right about Tro. He's actin' all crazy, yo." Todd said flopping down on his chair.
"Todd's right. I've never seen Pietro like that. Ever. He's so...slow." Lance said frowning.
"I know. There's something wrong with him. And as much as I hate to admit it I care. Damn it I care! I hate him for what he did but some small stupid part of me is still his twin sister who loves the stupid moron!" Wanda snarled.
The guys all stared at her in shock.
"Oh stop staring at me like that! You care too and you know it! If you didn't you wouldn't have gone up there with me in the first place. You wouldn't have cared if we found him dead in a puddle of blood." Wanda growled at them.
The other cringed at the mental image. "Ok, ok yeah we still care about the big idiot. We're still pissed off at him for betraying us but he's our brother." Lance admitted.
Fred finely spoke up for the first time since this all started. "So what are we gonna do?"
"We're gonna find out what's wrong and we're going to help him if he likes it or not." Wanda growled.
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