Another Chapter and boy is it sad.
Wanda raced out of the city, heading deep into the suburbs outside of New York. Her pulse was racing and her heart pounding inside her rib cage, threatening to ram out of her chest. She was not looking forward to this, not at all. How was she supposed to tell someone to stay away from her for safety? Wanda had learned to protect others during her time in Sokovia; she hated taking lives anyway. During her time on the street, she had protected herself (and Pietro) from those who attempted to rob or kill them, but she was always quick or clever enough to get away. But now that she was trying to protect the entire planet alongside the rest of the Avengers. That meant she was always trying to combat any sort of threat. If she wasn't there to protect someone, particular someone she love, they could die. Not only that, a lack of judgment could also lead to problems.
It was for his own good. Any superhero and a normal civilian was a bad idea, especially if their enemies knew about them. When she heard about Iron man and the threat known as the Mandarin several years ago, her first thought was that anyone close to Stark was probably dead (considering that he was presumed dead after they destroyed his Malibu house.) Naturally this wasn't exactly true, but they had been placed in danger due to the (literal) close proximity to stark. She didn't want that for this boy, even though she did like him. If he died because she screwed up it would haunt her forever.
That of course led to the fact that she was doing this. She was not going to like this. she wanted nothing more than to help people, but breaking their heart (as well as her own was just going to be plain evil. Well not literally; this wasn't high school (not that she went to high school).
Still this wasn't helping her at all. But still, this had to be done. It was the best thing for everyone. She had a job to do.
The countryside was beautiful, filled with lush green trees and a peaceful atmosphere. How anyone would want to live in the city was beyond her, this place was gorgeous. She hadn't seen such an array of lush colors like this. well at least not anywhere besides the Avengers facility she lived in. but this also had fields of flowers, brightly colored in the distance.
She hadn't yet gotten to the boys house, but at the moment, she was enjoying this view and atmosphere so much that she wanted to stay here for the moment. but she couldn't there was to much to do and so little time to do it. not to mention that it was going to be a terrible thing to do and she would just rather get it over with.
Her chest began to hurt, a deep feeling of guilt taking root inside her heart. It felt like it was overwhelming her, like a shadow watching her. She didn't regret meeting the boy; he had helped her when she needed it most after all. But to break his heart in return? What type of hero did that make her?
Well certainly not a very good one. But a hero had to make sacrifices and this was the one she had to make. It was a heartbreaking decision, but it was all she could think of too do. She would rather live knowing he was heartbroken, but alive, than live in heartbreak knowing his death was her fault.
Unfortunately for her, she failed to realize how far she really was from the city. The boy must have traveled far just to get to New York. Well it was quite the colorful ride there so, there really wasn't any complaints. Maybe she should move here after she was done living in the Avengers facility. She would certainly like waking up in the morning to look at this.
Especially after going through a terrible mission. Yeah that would be worth it.
Maybe she should consider traveling around the world. Seeing exotic locations that the world had to offer. She was certain that Stark (much to her chagrin) could hook her up. it would certainly be a great break when she decided to lave the Avengers.
Naturally that wouldn't be the first thing she wanted to do; she wanted to help others for as long as she could. If more Avengers were added to the fold, she might consider leaving for a time. But for now, she was content where she was.
Would she be able to spend more time with the boy that captured her heart then? Hope filled her heart, but only for a moment She would like that, but it was still far too dangerous.
So here she was riding into the distance going to see the person that had given her the first kiss she ever received. Just why did it have to be her that had to break some ones heart?
She never had to experience a broken heart in that manner (in the romantic sense). The only time her heart felt shattered was when Pietro died as well as their parents. She had been so young then, but it had affected her life in so many ways. It was how she had become the woman she was today. she still found it ironic of course, but that's just how it happened. But now she had to be the one to make someone feel like that. Maybe it wasn't the same thing, but still making people feel bad was something she hated.
At this moment she wished she hadn't met him. She didn't regret it, not at all, but she hated that she was going to have to break his heart for his own safety. Being a superhero was dangerous enough, but to be caught in the crossfire was even worse. When Sokovia had fallen, there had been able to save everyone, but during the battle of New York, many people had been caught in the crossfire and many of them were tragically killed.
No one should suffer like that. it was just too much for so many people. She knew how it felt and didn't want other people to feel like that.
So yeah. That's why she was doing this.
After what seemed like years, she managed to finally reach the boys house. It was modest to say the least, but the property itself was beautiful with a pond in the front yard and it had quite the beautiful landscape round the whole thing.
She smiled. This was what she was looking for in a house. Maybe she should talk to the boy's mother about another property that was available out here. She would certainly enjoy that with the exception of the fact she would literally be the boys neighbor something she didn't want after breaking his heart.
With a heavy heart, she dismounted her motorcycle and trudged up to the front door. She raised her hand, hesitantly knocking on the wooden door. The door opened revealing an older woman with greying hair and warm green eyes. She gave the young woman a smile. Wanda realized that this woman must have been the one she spoke with on the phone earlier that day. Clearly this must have been the boys mother.
Wanda returned the smile extending her and said "hello… my name is Wanda. Wanda Maximoff."
The other woman smiled she looked over Wanda and bluntly stated " I don't know why I'm so surprised. He said you were beautiful, but I don't thing words could do you justice."
Wanda blushed heavily. She knew that the boy must have told his mother about her, but apparently, she was just as impressed as her son. Speaking of which, he was nowhere in sight at the moment. well he had to be inside. So she quickly asked "is it alright if I come inside?"
The woman stepped aside, allowing Wanda to enter the house. Wanda had to admit she was very impressed. The house was very well organized and spotless. She would enjoy visiting here from time to time. That s if she wasn't here to prevent herself from falling more in love with the boy.
The woman then turned and Screamed "Xander! she's here!" at once there was a rush of feet, from the stairs nearby. Wanda snapped her head towards the stairs. There he was with a large smile on his handsome face. Wanda felt her cheeks go red again. God must he be so attractive?
Without a moment to lose, Xander walked down the steps, stood in front of Wanda, then took her by the hand, and kissed the back of said hand. Wanda stiffened, taken by complete surprise by the gesture. Sure back at the diner, her first kiss had shocked her, but this… she had no words. Xander pulled away, smiling. Wanda looked down at her hand. it still tingled from the kiss.
She looked at Xander grinning 'I see that your happy." Xander nodded, before gesturing to another room. Wanda noticed his hand was pointing in the direction of a chair. She nodded and followed him to the living room where she took a seat, Xander sitting next to her.
Wanda looked at him, feeling uneasy. Just looking at him smiling like that. it was breaking her heart. She knew that even without the grief she was feeling the past few weeks, she did feel something for him. it made doing this feel worse than it should.
Why did it have to feel so terrible?
"Xander" his name felt like a drug on her tongue "I appreciate what you did for me the other day. I was feeling quite down. I lost my brother not too long ago." Xander grimaced, his smile gone. He reached out and touched her shoulder. Wanda could feel the reassurance in his grip, but it wasn't helping at the moment. "you see… I was one of the Avengers at Sokovia the day it was destroyed by Ultron." Xander's eyes widened. She could tell that he hadn't been expecting that. still Wanda continued. "My brother died saving one of my friends. I—." she stopped trying to stop herself from crying. "I don't… I don't want to be responsible for your death." She said her voice barely above a whisper.
Xander pulled back, hearing what Wanda had to say. He couldn't believe it, This girl was an Avenger? During the Ultron incident? He had heard about it of course, having been very close to the city obviously.
Wanda bit her lip. "I'm sorry Xander… I really do like you… your kind and sweet.. but – mph!" Wanda was cut off as Xander kissed her again. unlike his last kiss which was passionate, this was a short and simple peck, a chaste kiss. Wanda pulled back, ready to scold him, but then she saw the look in his eyes. They were sad, almost brimming with tears. It was like he was saying goodbye. Wanda felt her voice catch in her throat. This was what she had set out to do, but still now that she was doing it, she felt terrible.
Wanda reached out and hugged him. he didn't resist "I am happy I know about you… I just…" she pulled away, her own eyes tearing up "I'm sorry" she stood up and all but ran out the door, going to her motorcycle and took off down the street.
She couldn't believe what she had done. She had reached into his chest and broken his heart. It was merciless and terrible. She wasn't a hero. She wiped her eyes, trying desperately to stop the flow of tears, but they were relentless. With a heavy heart, the young woman cried her heart out all the way back to the New Avengers Facility.
Angst…. is there anything better for Drama? yeah well thats just great. Thanks Wanda! Feel better!
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