Die from a Broken Heart - Maddie and Tae

Natasha sighed, sitting in the cozy lounge chair that she had insisted to be put into their bedroom. She wiped her tear away with the heel of her hand as she finally held her phone up to her face.

"Hey, Natasha what's up?" Laura answered cheerily over the phone.

"Hey, Laura, how do you get a red wine stain Out of your favorite dress?" She sniffed. "Black mascara off a pillowcase? Cure a one-too-many headache?"

"Nat?" Laura turned slightly worried at the weepy tone that Natasha spoke with. "Is everything okay? Are you alright? Is Steve?"

Natasha closed her eyes firmly as tears rolled out of them. She took a deep breath before speaking again. "Laura, can I come and maybe stay a few days This weekend or next? And hey, how do you get a red wine stain Out of your favorite dress?"

"Tasha what are you-"

"How does he sleep at night?" Her voice beginning to break as she spoke fighting back another wave of sobs. "Laura, the nerve of this guy To leave me so easy. Am I gonna be alright?"

"Oh honey," Laura sighed deeply, taking a seat at the kitchen table as she watched the kids play in the back yard. "Are you okay?"

"I wanna kick myself for falling so hard," Natasha closed her eyes resting her head on her fist. "Laura, can you die from a broken heart?"

"No honey," Laura answered sadly. "No you can't but it feels like it."

"Can you ask Clint if he's got time To come and look at my front door," Natasha took a shaky breath. "It got slammed last night And now it don't close right."

"Yeah," She nodded. "Yeah, I'll tell him."

"And just promise that you won't tell him everything And keep that bow in the drawer," She curled further into herself.

"I'll try but with him, there are no promises he won't put two and two together and hunt that Super Soldier down," Laura told her more than a bit ready to shoot him herself. "But Nat trust me one day-"

"Laura please don't say I'm gonna laugh about this someday," She took a deep breath as her throat constricted with tears. "You didn't see the way he drove away."

"I'm sure he's just as broken up about all this as you are right now," Laura said trying to comfort her.

"How does he sleep at night?" Natasha shook her head angry at the injustice that he was sleeping happily at the Tower while she was sitting in their apartment in the dark crying. "Laura, the nerve of this guy To leave me so easy." She took a deep breath as more tears spilled. "Am I gonna be alright?"

"Natasha I know that this is new for you and really it's all really hard right now but-"

"I wanna kick myself for falling so hard. Laura, can you die from a broken heart?" She panted trying to control her breathing. "Can your knees give out from praying so hard? Can you go blind from crying in the dark?" She took a deep shaky breath as more tears fell asking the question she had been since he first walked out, slamming the door behind him. "Was it ever really real If he don't feel like I feel?"

"Natasha," Laura's heart was breaking for her pseudo-sister. "Natasha I know he loves you. Every couple has a rough patch. Do you remember mine with Clint's? I shot him with his own arrow then we made Lila. It'll get better I promise."

"How does he sleep at night? Laura, the nerve of this guy, To leave me so easy," Natasha took a shaking breath. "Am I gonna be alright?"

"Yes, Nat you will be," She told her firmly. "I promise you-you will be. I think you just need a break. Start packing and Clint will be there to pick you up in two days. You can stay as long as you want. I promise. Okay?"

"Laura, can you die from a broken heart?" Natasha wept.

"N- I don't know," Laura admitted. "But you won't I promise. Just. Start packing honey. I love you."

"Yeah." Natasha nodded as tears fell. "Okay."