Hey guys! Sorry for the long break on all my stories. School is time consuming _
along with extracurricular activities and blah blah blah. But here I am! And thank you to everyone who reviewed and favorited :)
Mienta: I'm not sure of there are any fics like this :) but I haven't read any either! I'm sorry I almost made you cry, but I think that means I might've done something right ;) lets just say for Pietro...forgiveness won't come easy.
Enjoy!
Pain. So much pain. Pietro was lost in a world of pain. The days dragged by in an endless torture.
Wanda was gone. She was really gone. It wasn't going to be like the nightmares that would once in a while make him break out in a cold sweat.
Now the nightmares regularly plagued him whenever he rarely slept.
Pietro's room was dark. Dark like the pain inside him. The rain pattered endlessly on the windows like the tears constantly running down his face.
He didn't eat. He didn't talk. Heck, he didn't even leave his room.
Today was the day he had been dreading most. The day he'd have to say goodbye to her. The day he would have to stop waiting. To stop hoping by some miracle she'd come back to him.
Today was her funeral. The little speech written on the scrap of paper was tucked neatly into his pocket. It was something he never wanted to have written.
He sat on the edge of his bed holding a picture of Wanda. A picture of the two of them. A picture he treasured dearly.
It was taken when they were both mere children without a care in the world. Her eyes were light and happy in the picture. Something he hadn't seen in a while. And something he'd never see again.
Once again tears continued to swell in his eyes.
"Oh Wanda..," he murmured; his accent thick with pure emotion,"Why did you have to go?"
He felt numb. Purely and utterly numb. Numb like he couldn't register anything else that was going around him.
No one else mattered.
Nothing mattered.
The grief inside his was soon twisted into the deadlier pain of anger. It was Clint's fault.
It was all his fault. Pietro gave a bitter laugh, feeling more dead inside. It should've been
Clint not Wanda.
It just wasn't fair and he'd find a way to make Clint feel the pain he was feeling. To make
him pay.
A/N
There you go! Uh-oh things don't look good for Clint 0.o
Also happy Late Birthday to my wonderful friend AsgardianGrizzly(I'm dedicating this to
you because I know you love Pietro!)
Please review and tell me what you think will happen ;) until next time.