The Best Kept Secrets ch.8
Summary: Wanda was on the verge of breaking down when she was called to attend her brother's engagement party. Alone and unable to keep up with her mother's expectations she makes a deal with the devil that would lead her to discover a side of her that may either destroy her or bring the happiness she so craves for herself.
Pairing: Female!Reader x Wanda Maximoff - Carol Danvers x Natasha Romanoff - Pietro Maximoff x Gwen Stacy - Jessica Jones x Vision.
Warnings: AU, Modern setting, No powered characters, cheating, idiots in love, unrequite/requited love, jealousy, drama, angst, broken hearts, homophobia, enemies to convenient allies to lovers, denial, slow burn, smut, obsession, toxic relationships, alcohol, drunk people, fake relationship more warnings as chapters come in. TW: mentions of emotional abuse and some physical abused in a relationship.
Author's Note: It is time to pretend, it is time to change.
I wanted to thank you all for being loyal to the story, for liking it and being patient with me. This chapter was challenging, I wanted it to make it as real and as emotional as I could. I hope you like it.
Please remember English is not my mother tongue, so I apologize for any grammar, spelling or funny mistakes.
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Chapter 8
The Art of Pretending
The sound of a car horn made you jerked around, the traffic light changing into green just as you disassociate with memories of that Halloween night.
You shifted on the seat, the sky above your head was turning into shades of purple and dark blue, not a single cloud could be seen and night started consuming the daylight that had accompanied you half the road.
You glanced out at the rear mirror shaking your head to try and scare away the memories of the first time you met Wanda Maximoff. Halloween of 2024. With a sigh, you pushed the gas pedal and your car started advancing through the streets leaving behind the busy centre of the city and entering the suburban world you had been introduced to by chance.
It never occurred to you that night would come back to haunt you, at that time you opted to forget those green eyes and the experience the night brought to you. You cocked your head to the left then to your right, your eyebrows shooting up at the great, fancy houses erecting on each side of Chelsea streets. As you drove further into the neighbourhood and the houses became bigger with fenced entryways and high security you became aware of the world you were getting dragged into.
This world did not forgive nor did welcome people like you. Your heart hammered against your ribcage, not for the first time you regretted having agreed to such an idiotic plan. Not only was this a bad idea due to the amount of people that already knew you, but you also risked the wrath of the redhead that, day by day, seemed to just despise your mere existence.
At some point you asked yourself why it matter so much to you that Wanda continue with her angry stance against you. You pursed your lips trying to concentrate on the streets and the houses, and the fancy decor of the neighbour; your memory playing tricks with you, bringing back the memories of Wanda arriving that day at work acting as if you were invisible. Cold, detached, and a tad upset, her nonchalant attitude towards you that day was even worse than her constant bickering and misplaced angry against you.
This newfound attitude in which you were non-existent told you perhaps Bishop had told her something about their fake girlfriend deal for that night. This could only mean the night would be long, just as your day had been unbearable that day.
You sighed parking right beside the intercom of a huge black fence leading to the Stacy household.
āGood afternoon and welcome to Stacy Manor, may I know your name and the reason for your visit?ā A male voice inquired through the metal box; you blinked a couple of times trying to remember what you were doing here. āMiss?ā
āOh, right, sorry. I'm Y/N Y/L/N, I was invited to theā¦pre-wedding dinner?ā You kept your eyes on the black box; you could hear the static and then after a couple of minutes the man talked again.
āThe parking courtyard is to the left of the fountain. Welcome to Stacy Manor.ā
You mumbled a quiet thank you watching as the fence slid silently to the left. Not for the first time you asked yourself why you were doing all of this. Why did you accept this deal? Why were you coming to Wandaās aid when it was obvious she hated you.
The answer eluded you, and you dared not to dive into the reasons behind your actions. This question would come into your mind whenever you found yourself around Wanda but, by the time you decided to answer it, it was already too late.
For now, you were happily ignoring your reasons, and getting into a world that most certainly didnāt want you there.
The clock showed it was 6:30pm.
Everything was being set up to be ready by 7:30pm when the guests were actually scheduled to arrive. Kate Bishop stood by the garden in the courtyard, her gaze traveling around the beautiful setting where Gwen was fussing around with her mother and Eleanor who had offered a friendly hand before dinner. The normalcy of the scene almost made her smile; this is what life used to look like when they were younger.Ā
Hell, this was what their lives used to look like before Halloween 2024. Kate spotted Wanda inside the house, her hands grabbing the phone against her ear, her face a mask of pure irritation and stress. Kate didn't need to ask who was at the other end of the line, there was only one person that could prompt such a reaction out of her friend and, not for the first time, Kate begged the skies she wasn't adding fire to an already burning Wanda.
There was a beep coming from her phone, Kate gasped, opening her mobile and glancing at the new message.
I'm here, Bishop, are you coming with my sweet pumpkin to welcome me?
Kate felt her lips twitch upwards at the nickname. Then, she winced, she really hoped Wanda would not kill Y/N and that Y/N would behave during dinner.
With a heavy heart, and some determination Kate started walking towards Wanda, the young woman putting a hand on her face while ignoring the set of messages assaulting her mobile at the moment.
There were days in which she felt as if her world was crumbling under her feet, her body falling while hitting some of the debris waiting for that last hit that would drag her into a cold void where she would never find an exit. Today was one of those days in which she felt her world just falling apart. Her mother had been calling nonstop, asking her about her girlfriend, what said girlfriend should be wearing for the dinner, how if Natalya didn't approve of her Wanda needed to be ready to accept Victor as her companion.
Wanda had tried to answer the questions. But she didn't know the answers. Kate had been secretive since Monday when Wanda called her in the middle of her drunken meltdown, and the only thing her best friend had said was that she āhad everything under controlā. But, even Kate had been distant and distracted, and not for the first time Wandaās mind played on repeat and with full high-quality video the little scenes between Y/N and Kate.
Y/N half naked in the kitchen, the intimate kiss. Kate asking for Y/N phone number. The Lunch. The second kiss. Kate being secretive with Wanda. Y/N acting all weird that day at the office. Jarvis calling her, Jarvis whispering promises. Jarvis telling Wanda he needed her. Jarvis kissing Jessica and proposing to her. Wanda waiting for Jarvis at their hidden flat only for him to cancel last minute.
The memories of everything that had happened to her in the last year, all coming together making her dizzy, her body was trembling, her hands sweating while a piercing coldness went through her chest down to her abdomen.Ā Everything was moving fast, and Wanda was losing control, thenā¦
Wanda jerked around when a hand placed itself on her shoulder. She opened her eyes, her heart hammering in her chest, while her green eyes found the blue ones of Kate glancing at her worriedly.
āWands, are you alright?ā Kate tilted her head; her brows put together in a familiar gesture that Wanda hated to see on her best friend at the moment.
āYes, yes, I am fine.ā She snapped, stepping back while putting her hand on her forehead, she winced at the hurt flashing Kateās eyes.
Wanda closed her eyes before opening again, āmother has been calling me nonstop since she scheduled this dinner to meet my āgirlfriendāā
Wanda made quotation marks around the girlfriend's word. Kate winced with a hint of understanding in her smile; she lowered her eyes to Wandaās mobile then back to her friend who had an eyebrow raised at Kate.
āKate, tell me you got someone, you told me to not worry, that Iā¦ā
By then Wanda had started breathing hard, tears forming in her eyes while desperation drew on her features. Kate put her hands on Wandaās shoulders, she squinted her eyes at her, not knowing how to reach out to Wanda who seemed to just get lost little by little in an emotional turmoil.
āHey, Wands, I told you I have your back, and I do.ā Kate offered a half smile, her voice soft and reassuring. āWands, are you sure you are okay? I mean, it's just latelyā¦ā
Wanda wrapped her arms around Kate, whatever Kate was about to say was cut off by the sudden gesture. Kate gasped but returned the hug softening, she knew Wanda had been at a crossroads and all she wanted to do was to make things easier for her, to make sure Wanda did not fall into the hands of Jarvis once more and finally could just be her old self.
āWanda.ā Kate whispered, but Wanda stepped back offering a practice, pearly smile fixing her hair and clothing.
āI trust you, you know how I get when mother starts pressuring me.ā She tried to explain, but Wanda could see Kate was not convinced. They stood like this for a moment, before Kate decided to not press the matter for the time being.
āI know.ā Kate could see the relief washed over Wanda, the gratefulness in her stare. Kate just hoped this expression would still be on once she told Wanda who was waiting for them in the courtyard.
āSo, about my fake girlfriendā¦ā Wanda bounced on her feet, she glanced around making sure they were alone in the living room before setting her eyes on Kate. āI know you prepare everything, Iām just anxious andā¦ā
āShe is here.ā Kate blurted out, Wanda blinked a couple of times, her lips twitching with uncertainty.
āOh, you meanā¦ā Wanda waved her hand glancing back at the entrance as if expecting a young woman would jump out of the sofa spreading her arms in a surprised gesture. āWhere is she? Come on, I would like for her to meet me properly before mother comes here, perhaps give her a couple of tipsā¦ā
Kate tittered, grabbing Wandaās hand in hers, her eyes wandering around refusing to look at Wanda while she started guiding them to the main entrance. Wanda didnāt notice this change, she was still babbling away the things she would need to share with this stranger, while also trying to make sure no one caught them on that first meeting. Everything seemed to be falling into place, a normalcy that was familiar and manageable until they finally reached the houseās entrance and Wanda found herself standing in front of none other than Y/N.
āThere you are, my sweet precious angel, did you think I forgot about this dinner?ā You gave Wanda a lopsided grin, your hands inside the pockets of your trousers looking specially relaxed and just a tad smug.
Wanda stood there for a moment unable to do or say anything besides the choked gurgle grunt mixed with an exclamation that didnāt quite resemble any human speech. Kate opened her eyes standing in between the both of you, she lifted her right hand as if trying to placate Wanda while shooting you a warning stare.
āNow, Wands, thisā¦ā
āYou brought her?! What the hell is wrong with you, Kate?ā Wanda finally exclaimed, she shot you a withering stare clenching her jaw close when the memories and thoughts Wanda had tried to suppress came crashing down and all her misfortunes came to be represented by a single figure.
Y/N.
āThere is no way in hell I will pretend to even like her.ā Wanda said through gritted teeth, her green eyes growing wide and wild. āYou told me to trust you!ā
āWanda, hear me outā¦Y/Nā¦ā
āNo!ā Wanda exclaimed, almost screaming while glowering at you. āGet out! I prefer to go with Victor or anyone for that matter than spend a single minute with yoā¦āāY/N, dear you look absolutely dashing!ā Eleanor Bishop came out of nowhere wrapping her arms around you, her lips curled into a content smile while her eyes gleamed with mischief.
āEleanor, you look beautiful, as always.ā You replied rather thankful for the sudden interruption, Kate let out a sigh of relief while offering a shaky smile to Wanda.
Wanda was wearing her scold quite firmly, but this time around there was uncertainty in her eyes, when did Y/N meet Eleanor? Why were they looking so familiar with one another? Why did Wanda even care?! Wanda looked around at you, then Eleanor, and finally Kate who had her right hand wrapped around her forearm, her eyes glistening lightly with a hint of sadness and hurt in them.
āWh-whatā¦ā Wanda started but the words tangled inside her throat when you stepped closer to her, your eyes locking with hers in a single demanding stare.
āKate asked me to pretend to be happy with you, and I will pretend that you are a decent human being and that I am in love with you.ā You said and for the very first time in forever, Wanda could see the cold anger emanating from you, her breathe caught in her throat when you mentioned being in love and pretend. This was turning out to be a strange nightmare and Wanda was not sure how to get out of it.
You continued speaking making sure Wanda could not look away from you, āKate all but begged me because you were in trouble, she knew this probably was not what you had in mind but she knew, unlike you, that I would try to make it work so you and her could get away with whatever it is you both need.ā
Wanda turned to Kate, her heart breaking at the sight of her best friend trying to hold it together. Eleanor stood wearing a half-smile, impressed by the young woman that was talking rather forcefully to Wanda.
āNow, I can go if thatās what you want, Maximoff. But I wonāt let you hurt Kate or mistreat me anymore.ā You finalized. āI sure as hell donāt know why Kate is so worried about you, last time I met you and your toy boy you seemed to enjoy being treated like nothing.ā
āHow dare youā¦? Youā¦ā Wanda whistled, stepping closer to you, defiant and letting go of her frustrations only to be stopped by you standing in front of her, closer than was probably necessary.
āLook you are the one needing help, not me. You can continue with the insults, hell even with the slaps and it won't change the fact that you have a fucking huge attitude problem.ā You shrugged without being affected by her withering glance. āKate is only worried about you, and I am doing this because Kate asked me to. Not because of you. If I'm honest, you pretty much deserve this. But, I'm not a bad person so, I came here, ready to pretend but I wonāt submit to you or your abuse.ā
Wanda opened her eyes in utter disbelief, hurt and even angrier than she was before. But by then she was well-aware of Kate and Eleanor looking at her waiting to see what she would do. Wanda could also see, out of the corner of her eye, that Pietro had arrived with their mother, that he was parking and soon Wanda would need to face Natalya and everyone.Ā
She just couldn't get a rest. Not a single moment of respite.
You read every single thought and emotion that went through Wanda in those few seconds you two faced one another. With a snort you step back letting out a heavy sigh tilting your head to look at Kate, your eyes softening lightly when they discover how hurt and sad Kate was looking at the moment.
āI told you this wouldnāt work, Kate. Sorry, but I am not about to play this part with someone who clearly despises me and doesn't want me here.ā
Then you turned to Wanda once more, the sound of a car approaching making all four of you turn to the entrance to see a black car circling the fountain in the parking courtyard. Wanda gasped clenching her fist closed, her eyes went from you, then to Eleanor and finally to Kate who was looking at her with confusion, hurt and just a tad bit of understanding.
Time seemed to slow down, the world before her eyes twirled in a kaleidoscope of emotions and images she could hardly control. Her ears caught the sound of a parking car, doors getting closed, footsteps approaching; Wanda found herself locking her eyes with yours with her lower lip quivering lightly.
āWanda, dear, I can't imagine what you are going through.ā Eleanor spoke gently, approaching the redhead while placing a single hand on her shoulder, āwhat I do know is that Natalya won't stop at nothing to ensure you end up with whoever she has chosen for you, and that will make you even more miserable than you are right now.ā
Wanda looked away only to find herself facing her best friend, Kate took a tentative step and hugged her.
āI know this is not what you hope for, Wands. But believe me, I wouldnāt have done so if I didnāt think this would work.ā Kate whispered, Wanda closed her eyes hugging Kate back before nodding.
āI know.ā
Wanda stepped back, her world spinning out of control as she took a step closer to you. Her trembling hand grabbing yours, she was trembling, and her eyes were a storm of conflicting emotions you couldnāt read properly.
āLetās pretend then.ā Wanda stated it as if it was a heavy burden, her green eyes locking with yours.
Wanda froze for a moment; her breath caught in her throat when her nose caught the sweet aroma of your perfume and the smell of your shampoo. Her eyes locked with yours, and for a brief moment, Wanda thought you were going to kiss her, you could see the panic in her eyes so you tried to offer a half smile that didn't quite reach your eyes then you leaned in to whisper in her ear.
āLetās pretend, then.ā
Pietro Maximoff had never understood the animosity his mother felt against Wanda and everything his twin sister did in life. It was not a mystery to anyone, Pietro had always been able to practice the sport that he wanted, to take the classes he desired, to get everything he wanted. Whereas Wanda had to work for it, Natalya always made sure it was something she approved or else Wanda would never get it unless their father intervened. Pietro had tried to speak about it with his mother, he had tried to be a bridge between the two women, but all his attempts had been futile and, at some point his father had told Pietro to just give up.
Unfortunately, your mother sees things differently. Do not waste your time trying to change their relationship. Instead, support your sister and never let Wanda get lost in pleasing your mother. Nor lose yourself trying to please her either.
After that conversation Pietro found it easier to be there for his sister while trying to jiggle up the relationship with their mother. Some days were just harder than others.
āFrankly, I do not understand her aversion to going out with Victor.ā Pietro had been hearing the same discussion for over a week, her mother continued rambling about Wanda and the perfect life she would have if only she went out with von Doom.
āHe is handsome, a gentleman, he has money, and a name, andā¦ā
ā...he is an arsehole.ā Pietro chimed in grinning, his mother glared at him shaking her head.
āLanguage.ā She scolded Pietro who chuckled while nodding.
āI'm sorry mother, he is a butthole.ā He could see his mother holding back a smile, trying to keep her scolding expression.
āPietro, he is not that bad, and he will be good for your sister.ā
Pietro flickered his eyes to his mother; there was a twitch in her eyes and the muscles of her face were tense.
āMother, Wanda has a partner already, and it wouldnāt kill you to try and be nice with her and her girlfriend.ā Pietro held back his emotions, he acted like the protective brother he had always been even though he knew there was no girlfriend and Wanda better come up with a good excuse for this mess.
Natalya pursed her lips crunching up her nose in distaste.
āYes, the lesbian girlfriend.ā Natalya spat the last word with disdain. āWe will see how real this girlfriend is, and how well-behaved she isā¦ā
āWe need to make sure she is vaccinated as well, and perhaps if she can go potty properly?ā Pietro rolled his eyes making sure to drive the car into the Stacy Manor entranceway reaching the parking courtyard in no time. āShe is a woman, not a dog, mother.ā
āPlease, Pietro, not you too. I am only looking out for your sister! I thought you would understand that you of all people would be on my side.ā Natalya looked out of the window, her eyes falling on the group standing by the entrance of the Manor.
Pietro parked the car, he turned to his mother, placing a hand on hers.
āMother, I am on nobody's side.ā He stated clearly, his mother pursing her lips. āI will support Wanda with her decisions because she is my sister and I love her. I won't force her or convince her of going out with someone she clearly doesn't like. Now, this is my wedding, can you at least give us this moment without trying to set her up?ā
Pietro wanted to say something else, he wanted to tell his mother to stop messing with Wandaās life. To leave her alone, but he remained silent, his father's words dancing inside his head while the pressure of the oncoming wedding weighed him down a little.
āVery well, Pietro. I will behave.ā His mother said rather coldly, ālet's go, I believe your sister is dying to introduce me to her girlfriend.ā
*****
The courtyard lights lit up one by one, igniting the porch with clear yellowish light.
As the night descend upon the neighbour, the temperature dropped with a gust of wind messing around with clothing and hair of the people still standing by the stairs leading to the main entrance. The afternoon had changed into a terse night, and the subtle changes were quite evident to you by the way Wanda straightened up, her green eyes losing all glimpse of fire giving way to a cold detachment you were not familiar with.
It wasnāt as if you knew her too well, you had seen Wanda angry, upset, confused, irritated, lost and some more angry. You could tell there was a fire in her that would be amazing to be a part of without getting burn, and you could tell by how loyal Bishop was that Wanda was a really good friend. A good person.
Which is why you were confused, now more than ever, to see her so weak. So meek. You had seen her at her worst, what happened on Halloween was something you found yourself thinking it was disgusting, before going through pity for the young woman, and finally wondering how someone as smart and beautiful as Wanda could be in such a dire situation with an arsehole.
Now you knew why.
Natalya Maximoff was a woman in her late fifties, that exuded power and money with her gestures, her clothes and her words. It was quite evident in the way she looked physically that she was Wandaās mother, but their likeness ended in the physical appearance. Unlike Wanda, Natalya was a cold, calculating woman, and she had little to no sympathy for her daughter or those she deemed inferior to her and her family.
And, by the way she was looking at you, Natalya Maximoff had already formed a judgement against you. By the time you turned to Wand, your eyes crossed with those of Kate who had a frown in place, you pressed your lips together turning to the redhead, watching her reaction.
Wanda stood completely rigid with the tension pulling back on the skin around her eyes and lips, her eyes were dulled with just a hint of tiredness and submission, something you were not familiar with. It was quite evident by the way she was standing and grabbing her left forearm with her right arm that she would prefer to be anywhere but there.
Once more, Wanda found herself standing at the edge of a cliff in which everything she thought was her perfect life was crumbling down her perfect life was crumbling down right in front of her eyes threatening to take her down without giving her a chance to be happy. Wanda hated the situation she found herself in, she hated the fact she had no control over what she could do, and what was expected of her. She was at the mercy of everyone, forced to submit herself to their whims to try and justā¦
ā¦she didn't even know it anymore.
Natalya Maximoff approached the entrance stairs with her eyes hardened as she inspected you from her to toe before turning to Wanda. The woman squinted her eyes, pursing her lips while raising a brow.
āToday was going to be a semi-formal dinner, Wanda. I told you to wear something proper for the occasion.ā Natalya stated lifting her chin, Wanda held back his expression.
āGood afternoon to you to, mother.ā She said softly, her hand tightening on her forearm. āI was at work; I didnāt have a chance to change.ā
āI think she looks cute.ā You commented stepping closer to Wanda, the young woman opened her eyes slightly while her cheeks burned under the sudden proximity of your face to hers, you offered a wink putting a stray of red hair behind her ear. āShe looks all businesslike without being unnecessary fancy.ā
Then you turned to face the woman who was looking even less impressed than before, you offered a half-smile stretching your hand to her.
āYou must be the mother, Mrs. Maximoff, right?ā
The tension was quite palpable, you could teel the woman held a defiant glint that was not about to give under your own stare. The woman returned your smile, though hers was colder, calculating.
āAh, this must be the girlfriend,ā Natalya delivered each word with surgical precision, her eyes slightly opened with a glint of intelligence that actually made you smile. The woman lifted a brow before centring her attention on Wanda who seemed frozen in place. āArenāt you going to introduce us, Wanda?ā
āYou must be the mother, Mrs. Maximoff, right?ā You didnāt give Wanda time to answer, stepping forward your hand stretched out. āIām Y/N, the girlfriend, pleasure to finally meet you, Mrs. Maximoff.ā
Pietro chortled, putting hand on his mouth to cover his laughter, Natalya lifted her other brow and her lips twitched. She grabbed your hand with the same care, and reluctance as one would do when picking up a dirty napkin. Kate opened her eyes, while Eleanor was smirking at the audacity of this newcomer who really didnāt know Natalya at all. Wanda was just about ready to bolt, or throw up, she hadnāt decided yet.
āUnfortunately, I canāt say the same, I have always had high hopes for Wanda to choose her partners properly,ā Nataly pursed her lips trying to walk past you, but you stepped in her way never losing your smile, ābut I guess you will do. For now.ā
Your eyebrows went up, and then you started laughing, shaking your head, surprising not only Natalya but everyone else. You winked at the older woman, tilting your head before turning to Wanda making sure your eyes locked with those green pupils that were a storm of fears and uncertainties at the moment.
āI can see where Wanda got her wit, her intelligence, and her looksā¦ā You said grabbing Wandaās hand in a gentle gesture, Wanda was tempted to pull away but she knew her mother was glancing their every movement. Then, you turned back to Natalya, never losing your smile though your eyes hardened, āā¦from her father, Mr. Lerhnsherr. You donāt seem to have a good sense of humour, Mrs. Maximoff.ā
Wanda opened her mouth, her eyes opening wide while Pietro put a hand on his mouth and Kate put her hand on her forehead. It was Eleanor the one who saved the day by stepping closer, laughing lightly, her hand placing firmly on Natalyaās arm, squeezing lightly in a silent warning to the older woman.
āShe sure has fire in her, smart, witty, and certainly not afraid of you, Natalya. The perfect partner for your daughter.ā Eleanor winked at you before giving a quick warning to Wanda that, up until that point had been silent.
āMother, this is Y/N.ā Wanda offered a tiny smile, but everything in her posture and expression seemed rehearsed, and even if she was trying to sound chirp her voice remained taut.
It took you but a second, but you stood by Wandaās sight intertwining your hand with hers and giving her a comforting squeeze. Kate was standing away from the group, at that moment she couldnāt determine if her actions would turn out in something positive; everything was so uncertain Kate could only hope.
Eleanor started talking with Natalya guiding the other woman inside the house while Pietro started laughing high-fiving Y/N before giving her a huge hug and talking animatedly with her. Wanda was still standing, trembling under the cold wind of the afternoon; Kate stepped closer to her timidly typing on her shoulder.
āPeny for your thoughts?ā Kate winced when Wanda turned to her with a hint of anger and tiredness in her eyes. āWandaā¦ā
āI hope this really works.ā Her voice trembled by the end; she shook her head and was about to leave when a hand wrapped around hers.
Wanda turned sharply only to find herself a breath away from you.
āLook, I donāt like this any more than you, butā¦ā You trailed off pressing your lips together before shrugging, āā¦let me help. I promise I will be in my best behaviour.ā
āThat means no munchies or inappropriate touching with my sister.ā Pietro wagged his finger teasingly; you snorted rolling your eyes while Wanda looked almost panicked at the idea.
Kate stepped forward, āno funny business, we swear, Wands. Itās justā¦ā
āI mean, you will have to kiss me, eventually.ā You said putting a hand on your chin thoughtfully, āor elseā¦ā
āYes, it canāt be that convincing.ā Pietro agreed laughing when Wanda was looking really out of place trying to speak.
āN-no..ye-no! I what? Kiss?ā
Kate shot you and Pietro a warning glare, she wrapped her arms around Wanda trying to calm her down while Wanda closed her eyes feeling a headache coming over.
āWands, pleaseā¦itās only for a couple of days, but if you want we can finish this right now.ā Kate whispered, stepping back.
āI am notā¦Iā¦ā Wanda finally dared to look at you, understanding crossing her eyes while her heart skipped a beat at the sight of your carefree smile.
āMate, the way you dealt with motherā¦I have never seen anyone come at her the way you did.ā Pietro finally said, patting your back, āthat was amazing. I love my mother, but she can beā¦ā
āIntense?ā You helped him out when he trailed off, he smiled sheepishly.
āA nightmare.ā Pietro lifted his hands when Wanda glared at him. āYou know itās true. And she is especially vicious to you, so at least I know Y/N wonāt let her get to you while we are in the celebrations of my wedding.ā
Wanda put a hand on her face; she tried to get her thoughts organized to find a solution to her problems. But all she found was darkness, and emptiness. A sudden wave of warmness engulfed her back and arms, she lowered her hand finding herself in front of you once more, your white shirt and black tie completely visible, while your black jacket rested on Wandaās shoulders.
āNothing will happen that you wonāt allow me to do, Maximoff.ā You stated sharply, āI am here as a favour to Kate, so we can play the part, or I can leave.ā
āI already told you, didnāt I?ā Wanda clenched her jaw; she took a deep breath grabbing your hands in her dragging you inside the house. āLetās pretend.ā
The moment your feet touched the inside of the house you knew you were entering a different world.
Everything inside the Stacy Manor was out of this world. It wasnāt so much that everything looked expensive, but that everything seemed to hold onto a piece of history and tradition you had only seen in movies or magazines.
Hell, even Stark's house held a corner in which you could tell half the stuff in there was inherited instead of bought.
āClose your mouth, it's as if you have never been to a house before.ā Wanda whispered beside you, rolling her eyes when you distracted yourself with the wooden model of a spider that had strange markings on it.
āOh, sorry, Maximoff, but this is the first time I entered a house where half the stuff seemed to be trophies from the colonies.ā You whispered back pointing to a large mask with tribal designs decorated with red and black wood. āThat looks like a traditional Maasai Mask! A real one!ā
āHow do you knowā¦?ā Wanda started shaking her head letting go of your hand to gesture with her hands.Ā
āI know my history! Well, history! Look at that! Is that a museum tag?ā You crossed the hall to glance at the metal tag under the mask. āSee? Maasai.ā
āStop acting likeā¦ā Wanda trailed off pressing her lips together, you smirked at her.
āLike I have never seen a real one outside of a museum? I haven't. I was raised by wolves.ā You snorted walking towards Wanda. āFlash news, Maximoff, I have only seen them in a museum not a house.ā
Wanda snorted, turning towards the hall leading to the backyard.
āWell hopefully you have seen cutlery and plates outside of a museum and you show some manners during dinner.ā Wanda remarked, her voice dripping with artificial sweetness matched by an exaggerated terse smile.
You feigned a posh laughter, rolling your eyes at her, āOh, my sweet, precious, and quite adorable Wanda Bear, I was raised by wolves but educated by humans, so I learnt how to use the silver spoons.ā
āWhat a sweet deal Kate got me, bad puns, and pure sarcasm for a girlfriend.ā Wanda scoffed trying to move past the main hall towards the entrance leading.
āHey! I am a sweet deal! You just donāt know how to appreciate me without a couple of drinks on andā¦ā You trailed off lifting your hands in the air, never losing your smile, you stepped closer to Wanda who was shaking a little, one foot taking her back and away from you. āNo slaps, Maximoff, we're supposed to be dating not fighting.ā
āIām not going toā¦Iāmā¦ GOD, you are so infuriating!ā
You softened slightly watching as Wanda tried to storm off towards the closest hall, but unable to do so knowing they were being expected to make an entrance together. She stopped trembling before turning her sharp, irritated stare towards you.
āAre you coming, Dear?ā
āI wish.ā You laughed when Wanda opened her mouth, a light blush forming on her cheeks at the obvious innuendo in your comment. āOh, come on, loosen up, Punkin.ā
āCall me that again, and you may have an accidental fall.ā
You stood right in front of Wanda surprising her and you at how daring, and how close you decided to stand to her. You could see her green eyes opened wide, her lips quivering a little and whatever weight she had been carrying in the last couple of hours was suddenly back on her stare.
āCome on, Pumpkin,ā You smirked at her, Wanda narrowed her eyes grunting annoyedly, āI bet your mother and the rest of your friends are waiting for us.ā
Everything Wanda had forgotten for a few minutes while talking and arguing with you came back. She closed her eyes for a moment; her breath caught on her throat when she felt your left arm hooking up with her right arm. When she turned to face you, all she could see was a real smile. Not the infuriating smirk you usually wore when addressing her, or the annoyed one you got whenever you two discuss anything at work.
It was different.
It made her heart flutter lightly; thus, it scared her a little.
āLet go.ā Wanda whispered frowning, she tried to pull away but you held her firmly.
āNu-uh, Wanda Bear, love of my life, Rose to my Jack, remember we need to pretendā¦ā Wanda narrowed her eyes at you pressing her lips together, your winked at her. āCome on, I promise I will behave this time aroundā¦ā
āGod, I hate you.ā Wanda all but mumbled grabbing you tightly by the arm, you laughed shrugging.
āHate you too.ā
In all that time, not even once did Wanda nor Y/N noticed the two people watching the interaction from afar. Kate couldnāt shake the frown off of her face, while Pietro was grinning widely with his arms crossed over his chest; there was something there the interaction was so volatile that all bets were on either Wanda killing Y/N, or Y/N actually breaking into Wandaās stubborn emotional blockage andā¦
Well, Pietro was not sure. Yet.
āSo, this was your idea?ā Pietro finally asked, turning to Kate who winced sheepishly.
āYeah, I am starting to wonder if this was the wisest oneā¦ā
āWell, in hindsight they are acting like an old, married couple soā¦kudos to you?ā Pietro wrapped his arm around Kateās shoulders, the young woman giggled nodding.
āThey are, arenāt they?ā Kate turned to Pietro chewing on her lower lip, ādo you think this was a good idea? I mean, you remember what happened last year on Halloween, and well with your mother and that idiot still bothering herā¦ā
Pietro nodded gravelly looking around the room before turning to Kate.
āI donāt think we will actually know if it is a good idea or not untilā¦well, later.ā Pietro let out a heavy sigh. āShe is not looking good, you know? I could see the bags and the cloud of pure misery around her.ā
āIt has been difficult.ā Kate mumbled, shrugging, ābut you know Iāve been keeping an eye on her.ā
āThank you, Kate.ā Pietro nodded, giving away a half-smile. āCome we better join the others; I donāt want to give mother enough time to bother Wanda or Y/N too much.ā
*****
The backyard in the Manor had been decorated with a round table that would host 25 guests; your eyebrows went up at the sight of the yard heaters surrounding the set-up alongside the lights illuminating the place to make everything comfortable and quite lively for everyone.
You held Wandaās arm in yours comfortingly, the moment the both of you stepped into the backyard all eyes were on you. Wanda tensed up, her eyes sweeping around the yard before they found Jessica alone talking to Pietroās best man. You glanced at Wanda out of the corner of your eyes, hearing the sigh of pure relief that left her lips, the tension leaving her body for a moment.
āWanda!ā
Gwen Stacy wrapped her arms around Wanda, her smile brightening her face up. Wanda relaxed into the embrace, missing the warm on her right arm after you let go to step aside. Gwen stepped back beaming at Wanda before turning to you, her smile never faltered but her eyes squinted with her brows lifting a fraction.
āYou areā¦I remembered you. You were with us at the school meeting and the bar!ā Gwen exclaimed turning to you then to Wanda, for a fraction of a second of both you tensed waiting for Gwen to mention Sersi or the slapping incident back at the club. Gwen however went to you hugging you tightly.
āOh, I can't believe Wanda has someone as cute as you!āĀ
You chuckled, sighing in relief. āWhat can I say? It's me who is lucky.ā
You locked eyes with Wanda who held herself back from any negative reaction before approaching the both of you.
āGwen, this is Y/N.ā Wanda hesitated before mumbling the next part, āshe is my girlfriend.ā
You snickered, winking at Gwen, āsomeday soon I hope she can say that without looking so pained.ā
Gwen giggled mock scolding at Wanda.
āWanda, that's not nice.ā You wiggled your eyebrows to the redhead, before turning back to Gwen.Ā
āWell, Y/N I'm glad you could make it in such a short notice. We were surprised that Wands here did have a date and, oh God, I'm sorry we tried to pair her up with Victor, and thatā¦ā
You kind of disconnected for a moment, though Gwen was holding your hand babbling away until a black-haired girl approached you smiling. Wanda stirred on her spot, and you could see those eyes glancing around anxiously before she grabbed her mobile and started typing.Ā
āGwen, let the poor woman go.ā Jessica came to you stretching her band for you to take, she was looking at you with a hint of curiosity and something else you couldnāt pinpoint at the moment.
āI'm Jessica and I'm so happy to finally meet you.ā
āHappy to finally meet Pumpkin's friends.ā
You laughed whereas Gwen and Jessica giggled at the look of pure horror that crossed Wandaās face at the nickname.
āOh, Pumpkin, donāt look so horrified. You know you like it, you never complain.ā You said winking at Wanda who narrowed her eyes at you, you turned to the other women. āOf course, it is kinda hard to complain when you ufffghā¦ā
āDear, sweetie, if you finish that sentence, you will be in the doghouse for a year.ā The fake sweetness didn't go amiss to you, but it seemed for Gwen and Jessica it was part of the couple's banter they had never seen Wanda act out.
You chuckled, placing a kiss on Wandaās cheek, the young woman tensed her breath caught on her throat.
āSorry, Wands, it's just you make it easy to mess with you.ā
You winced when Gwen squealed, putting a hand to her mouth, the sheer happiness in her friendsā faces was enough to put Wanda at ease. In that moment Wanda could see how honest they were in their reactions; how happy they were to see Wanda had finally brought someone to their meetings. For a brief moment her heart stopped twisting painfully in her chest knowing she wasnāt only lying to them, she was also living a lie. She had been living a lie for so long, she actually didnāt remember the time in which she allowed herself to be free. To meet other people. To let others get close to her, to let herself love and be loved.
āHey, you okay?ā You whispered furrowing your brows, Wanda blinked a couple of times noticing they were alone with Gwen greeting Pietro and Jessica now engaged in a hug and conversation with Kate.
āYou donāt need to pretend all the time, Y/N.ā Wanda replied, stepping back, looking everywhere but at you.
āIām not pretending, Maximoff, you were justā¦ā You trailed off shrugging, ānever mind, come letās join the others and get this night over with.ā
Diner itself was quite uneventful.
You couldnāt help the surprised in your facial expressions whenever they brought food, or people around the table started talking about the wedding itself. In all this time, you could feel Natalyaās eyes on you, while Wanda seemed to be in another world always focused on her phone with frustration and sadness coming out of her whenever she grabbed her mobile. Ā You tried to play the part, crossing stares with Kate, you sneaked your hand around a couple of times only to have Wanda tensed squeezed you tightly before letting go and going back to her phone.
At some point it was getting frustrating, and you decided to stop trying.
In all that time, Gwen also made sure you were included in the conversation and the introductions. You got to meet every single member of the wedding entourage, all but one. Jessica offered an apologetic smile pointing to the empty spot by her right side.
āJarvis is working, right now he got a good deal and has to entertain his clients. I am dying for you to meet him.ā Jessica said beaming, āI know he will be happy to know Wanda is finally dating with someone, he has been worried about her.ā
You held back your faceās response, grabbing the glass of wine and drinking some before speaking.
āHas he? Why is that?ā Your question came lightly, and Jessica giggled putting a hand on your forearm.
āOh, they have been best friends since high school, and since all of us are getting married and she has never brought a boyfriendā¦ā Jessica opened her eyes wide in panic. āOr...or girlfriend. I mean, we never thoughtā¦ā
āItās okay, she told me you guys didnāt know about me. Or her preferences.ā You eased the other woman; Wanda dropped her phone furrowing her brows noticing for the first time you were speaking with Jessica.
āDid I miss something?ā She asked grabbing her wine, Jessica shook her head leaving the fork on the table.
āOh, not really, I was telling Y/N that my Jarvis is working, and that he has been worried about you and that you two have been best friends since high school.ā
Jessica turned to the other side to answer a question, and you have enough time to see Wandaās eyes twitching, her brows knitting together. You snorted lifting a brow.
āI remembered him.ā You all but whispered to her. āHe is the arsehole from last year. So, best friends?ā
Wanda turned sharply to you, her body trembling lightly only to have her heart dropped at the sight of your serious face. There was a hint of knowledge and understanding she hated seeing reflected in your eyes, in the way you spoke to her.
āYou better start acting better, Wands, your mother has not stop looking at us through the dinner.ā It was all you said, hesitating before leaning in and kissing her cheek. āYou should leave the phone alone.ā
Wanda tightened her hold on her phone, you merely offered a tiny smile leaned back and turned your attention to Gwen who was speaking excitedly.
āOh, Y/N since you will be in the wedding entourage, wellā¦I am not sure of your preferences, but I guess you will look so pretty in the tuxedo Pietro chose for his groomsmen.ā Gwen was bouncing on the chair; you chuckled leaning back.
āOh, she will look just fine.ā Kate said earning a glare from Wanda, while Pietro wiggled his brows at you.
āWhat do you say, Wands? Will your sweet pumpkin look hot in a tuxedo?ā Pietro leaned in, Kate hid her smiled behind her glass of water while Wand looked as a deer caught in the headlights when all eyes turned to her.
āShe will lookā¦ā Here Wanda trailed off turning to you squinting her eyes, and you knew right there and then that the young woman was trying to imagine you in a tuxedo. Her cheeks dusted pink, she cleared her throat offering a shaking smile to the table.
āShe would look nice.ā Then as an afterthought, āI am afraid if I said she will look hot I would not hear the end of it afterwards.ā
You couldnāt help the grin on your face, dipping your head you puffed out your chest.
āI would look hot, did you hear her?ā
The table erupted in laughter while Wanda covered her face and you poked her playfully, everything seemed to be lightened up when Natalya cleared her throat setting her eyes on Wanda.
āA tuxedo on a woman that likes women, how original.ā Everyone shifted, Gwen opened her mouth to say something when Natalya spoke once more. āI will expect you have the money to pay such an attire, or is Wanda going to cover the expenses?ā
āMother!ā Wanda exclaimed glaring at Natalya. āShe is perfectly capable of buying her own stuff, and even if that was not the case, what would be the problem if I gift her the clothes?ā
Wanda was trembling, hating the fact everyone was now in the middle of a very old and usually powerplay between herself and her mother. Nataly shrugged, her cold eyes turning to you then to Wanda.
āI worry for you, Wanda. It is clearly your companion may need extra help to fit in.ā
āI wouldnāt worry too much, Mrs. Maximoff. I have my own money, and getting this wonāt be an issue.ā You commented trying to grab Wandaās hand in yours, but at that moment Wandaās mobile vibrated and she went to her phone right away.
This gesture didnāt go amiss by the older woman, who narrowed her eyes at you and Wanda.
āVery well, I am just concern.ā Natalya stated leaning back.
āI understand, Mrs Maximoff. But there is no need.ā Before you could add something else Eleanor asked Gwen something related to the wedding and soon the tension broke and everyone was back, once more, into the topic that reunited them that night.
It didnāt go amiss to Natalya that Wanda was, once more focused on her phone while whispering harshly at you who would just back off and tried to engage in the conversation happening around the table. You went into the conversation quite easily, and at some point Wanda couldnāt help but shot you a quick exasperated stare at how you just engage with everyone while also trying to keep with the act of being her girlfriend. For Wanda it was proving to be quite difficult, more so since she had Jarvis writing nonstop demanding her to leave the dinner and meet with him.
Meanwhile, Gwen and Pietro were quite excited about the final arrangements and the schedule of the dinner, the rehearsal and the actual wedding. The table soon erupted in multiple conversations and you were left, for a brief moment, alone beside Wanda who had been as distant and as upset as she had been as of late in the office.
All in all, you could say that dinner had not been as bad as you thought it would turn out to be, and everyone seemed to have bought the girlfriend act. Everyone but one person, the same one that had her eyes on you and was waiting for the right time. You pretended to not notice, you glance around looking for salvation, you even dared to try and engage Wanda in conversation only to have the redhead dismissed you unaware of what was about to happen.
*****
Nothing could go wrong. This was the thought dancing around Wandaās head when she decided to pretend. She could get through the night pretending.
Right?
Well, the night was turning out to be normal.
The first thing Wanda noticed was the lack of Jarvis. According to Jessica, he was attending an important business dinner with some foreign client; according to Wanda and the constant influx of messages, he was waiting for her to meet him at the same hotel.
Wanda was not supposed to have him on her phone; she had promised Kate she would block him and end this situation once and for all. But Wanda couldn't do it, and at that moment Jarvis was bombarding her with messages and promises, with the same words he had wiggled his way into her heart to get her to rush to him, consequences be damned.
Wanda felt the weight of the mobile on her hand and her pocket all through the dinner. The vibrations announcing a new message only increased her heartrate, it made her feel dizzy and nauseous detached from what was happening during the dinner while also hyper aware of her mother looking at her and her interaction with her fake girlfriend.
āIf you continue like this, you will either faint or throw up. Iām not pretty sure the contract I signed for this covers medical or damage expenses.ā You leaned in whispering to Wanda while pretending to fix a lock of hair and while to everyone it seemed a simple gesture, but for Wanda it was another task she needed to check in the long list of obligations in her life.
āYou signed a contract?ā Wanda shook her head, you chuckled nodding.
āBishop was very thorough.ā You continued evading Wandaās eyes while focusing on her pale skin, the sweaty hands, and the mobile she had not been able to let go off since they sat at the table.
āSo it seems.ā Wanda couldnāt keep the bitterness out of her voice, her posture tense while she tightened her hold on her phone.
You rested your cheek on your right hand, your elbow resting comfortingly on the table while you shot Wanda a calculating stare. How could someone so smart and beautiful look so miserable? Wanda felt the weight of your stare on her, shifting slightly and she turned to you annoyed.
āWhat?āĀ Ā
You smirked, ātsk, Pumpkin is that a way to talk to the love of your life?ā
āGod, youāre enjoying this, arenāt you?ā Wanda finally said, letting out a tired sigh. āYouāre loving the fact I canāt slap you and do anything about this!ā
āPumpkin,ā You laughed when Wanda threw a napkin at you glaring annoyed, āyou really should loosen up. You really are missing the point and asking all the wrong questions.ā
Wanda scoffed, letting her phone on the table to cross her arms, lifting a single brow she pursed her lips.
āSo, according to you, what should I be asking?ā
Before you could answer you saw the lone figure of Natalya Maximoff approaching the both of you, the womanās stride exuded power with her eyes cold and calculating she made sure Wanda was pinned to the chair with her body completely tense. The more you observe the dynamics of mother and daughter, the more you remember the dynamic you discovered last Halloween between Wanda and whatever the guy was to her.
āA loverās quarrel? And it has not been more than an hour since we met.ā Natalya stood in front of you, pursing her lips while inspecting you with her green eyes.
āMotherā¦ā Wanda clamped her mouth shut when Natalya lifted a hand, you raised a brow at the gesture.
āGonna teach me that?ā You winced when Wanda looked daggers at you, āsorry bad joke.ā
āIt seems you have many of them.ā The woman put a chair closer sitting down while crossing her legs, you straightened up well-aware the woman had not taken her eyes off of you and Wanda since you made your appearance.
āOh, Wanda has me on a leash, you know? Tell me to better hold my tongue so I will make a good impression.ā
āYou should hear my daughter more often, regardless of her lack of judgement and desire to be better,ā Here Natalya turned to Wanda, āshe does know and understands how our world works. What we want.ā
The backyard filled with the sound of muffled conversations happening all around the dining table, whatever warm and cosy atmosphere you had experienced during dinner was long gone and there was a dark cloud hanging above your head. Natalya smiled with her eyes pinning her daughter, all her attention on the young woman that seemed to give her one disappointment after the other.
āAre you ready to give up, Wanda?ā Your brows lifted up, Wanda clenched her jaw lifting her chin towards her mother who narrowed her eyes. āIf you could only put this much energy and effort in getting a good man to keep you, and not being a constant disappointment to me, I will be assured that I didnāt fail you by allowing you to destroy your life.ā
The womanās voice held a hint of irritation, but there was mostly anger and disappointment meant to make Wanda feel small. The young woman sat frozen in place, her lower lip quivering while trying to come up with the right words, perhaps with the right retort to what her mother was trying to say.
āYou are going to stop this charade, you will pay this woman whatever money you promise, and you will get ready to go with Victorā¦ā Natalya stated slowly, dangerously low towering on Wanda without standing up. āTo think you dare to bring her to your brotherās dinner, Wanda, this is getting ridiculous.ā
āI think thatās enough.ā You said leaning over putting your elbows on your knees cocking your head to make sure the woman couldnāt look away from you after the sudden interruption.
Natalya didnāt look impressed, if anything, she looked even angrier and annoyed. Her attention went back to you, waving her hand with a flourishing gesture.
āYour services will no longer be required; I will pay you double if you leave right now.ā Each word was emphasized with a commanding tone that made Wanda winced, you could see the panic in Wandaās eyes and the tension around you grew while the conversation around the table seemed to increase in volume.
Natalya lifted a brow at you, impatient she opened her mouth to say something else and this time around it was you lifting your hand, open palm, in a gesture meant to stop and shut the older woman up.
āI said thatās enough.ā You lifted your chin, your eyes hardening as they focused on the older woman in front of you. āI donāt know why or how you can come to such a conclusion, Mrs. Maximoff, but let me clarify some things to you.ā
The older woman hesitated for a fraction of a second, then as soon as the anger and annoyance had shown on her face, it transformed into something else. More dangerous and calculating, Wanda had been alternating her attention between you and her mother, her heart almost giving up while she couldnāt get a grasp of her bodily functions, her thoughts going to dark places just as she clenched her fists trying to control her breathing.Ā
āPlease, clarify these things you speak of.ā The older woman spoke slowly, with each of her words measured with the right voice influx to denote her scepticism about you and your role in her daughterās life.Ā
āYou canāt afford me.ā You stated simply going back to put your elbows on your knees offering a half-smile to Natalya. āYou really do not have enough money to get me to breakup with Wanda, or to leave her here, alone, with you. There is not a price you can pay me to make me do that.ā
Wanda opened her eyes wide, this time around her attention went back to you with her lower lip quivering lightly.Ā
āBelieve me, there is nothing you can offer me that can get me away from her.ā
You never turned to look at Wanda, but Natalya had a good glimpse at her reaction and yours- She could see the utter disbelief in Wandaās face, the relief and then something else, something strange she had never seen in Wanda before. Then, there was you. There was conviction behind your actions and your words, you held Natalyaās stare while holding onto Wandaās hand in a protective gesture. The older woman was confused, but a part of her had not given into believing this girlfriend and this sudden relationship was nothing more than a setup.
This time around you straightened up grabbing Wandaās left hand in yours, at first you could sense the tension in Wandaās hand, the intake of breath while the young woman refrained herself from flinching away from your touch. You offered a gentle smile, then turned back to Natalya who was analysing your interaction with Wanda.Ā
āY/Nāā Wanda started with her voice trembling, her eyes fluttering close while her body tensed up under the sudden warmth of your body against hers.Ā
You stood up beside her passing your arm in a protective gesture, but then you knew Kate and Pietro and apparently everyone in the room were looking at you three waiting for whatever it was happening to just explode.
āI was afraid of this.ā You said firmly, you didnāt need to speak loudly to make sure everyone was listening to you. āOf coming over and having my intentions with Wanda questioned.ā
āSo, you were not paid to pretend to be her girlfriend?ā Natalya let out an exaggerated sigh standing up, her frame far taller and more intimidating than yours. āMy daughter has never shown any interest in women, at least, not in the sexual way. You are telling me all of a sudden she changed her mind?ā
āMother, I canā¦ā Wanda started her voice shaken while she tried to make a gesture with her hands, to make an explanation to her motherās accurate assumptions.Ā
You were not sure why you did what you did.
It could be the fact the older woman was looking at her daughter like no mother should, or that you could feel Wanda trembling under your hands or how her voice broke and it was so foreign to you because you were used to her fire and her wit, and she was looking just so meek and miserable.Ā
You kneeled in front of Wanda, grabbing her hand in yours with your thumb drawing circles on the back of her hand in a slow, soothing motion. Your eyes locked with hers, and while you could see she was utterly confused and panicking, you could also see the glint of helplessness in there.Ā
āIām sorry it took me so long to let you bring me into your life, I am so sorry, Love.ā you softened your features kissing Wandaās knuckles. āI promise you it will never happen again, I justā¦wanted to make you happy and now I understand.ā
There was no reason for you to explain exactly what you understood of the situation, Wanda could read it in your face and your gestures and your words. Her heart twisted painfully inside her chest, and soon she just sat there, her eyes fluttering closed when her lips found yours in a single, quite innocent peck.Ā
āI asked Wanda to keep our relationship a secret because I didnāt want anyone thinking I was with her for the money, the name or the position.ā Every word leaving your mouth was measured and well-thought of you never left Wandaās hand and even in that position you made sure Natalya Maximoff had not a single doubt that there was something going on between you and her daughter.
āI am no one.ā
āY/Nā¦ā Wanda spoke without thinking, she squeezed your hand furrowing her brows but you just smiled gently.
āI am.ā You chuckled. āMy last name is as common as they come, and I do not have a family history, nor do I have paraphernalia from the colonies in my living room.ā
Here Wanda couldnāt help but roll her eyes letting out a breathy laugh, you winked at her kissing her hand once more.
āI am just smart. I have a good job. And I care for Wanda.ā You stepped forward, your shoulders back and head tilted defiantly. āI really donāt care what you think of me, but you wonāt be talking to Wanda the way you just did, you are not going to continue setting her up with some arsehole just because you think it is the proper thing, we are in the middle of the Twenty-First century, Mrs. Maximoff, not the Middle Ages, so you better back off.ā
The room stood frozen in time.
Gwen and Jessica interchanged stares, while Kate had hers wide open with a hand on her mouth and Pietro was looking torn between being mad at you for treating his mother that way and being proud at you for standing up to his mother and protecting Wanda in that way. Wanda from her part was just awestruck, your words, your protectivenessā¦her heart fluttered strangely when you helped her up from the chair.Ā
āGwen, it was a pleasure to meet you, I do apologize for my behaviour right now.ā You said glancing at the blond-haired woman who was just nodding shocked. āI promised you I will be on my best behaviour next time, now if you excused us, I would like to make sure my GIRLFRIEND has a good night.ā
You announced making a good emphasis on the word girlfriend, Wanda didnāt even hesitate to take your hand to help her up from the chair. It took her a moment, but Wanda finally composed herself, straightened herself up while intertwining her hand with yours, making you break the facade with the surprise that showed on your face.
āMother, I donāt want to fight with you, I don't want to make this about me or my relationship.ā Wanda was trying to make her mother understand, she found herself looking into her mother's eyes trying to find the same affection and understanding Natalya showed Pietro whenever he wanted to follow his heart.
But there was nothing there, not a single glimpse of understanding or love. Just reproach, annoyance and disappointment.
Natalya nodded briefly, well aware that all the presents were now waiting for her to give her verdict on the situation. The older woman turned to you, her lips curling slightly though you could read the scepticism in her, the calculation of something she wasn't speaking of yet. Without too much effort, Natalya stood up putting two fingers under her daughterās chin and lifted her face.
āWanda, stop slouching and don't cry, dear, what I did, I did it out of love for your well-being. I wouldn't want anyone taking advantage of your innocence and naivety.ā Natalya spoke slowly, as if talking to a child. āI hope you know what you are doing. Make sure she is well-dressed for the wedding.āĀ
āDon't worry, Mrs. Maximoff, I will make sure to be well-trained for the event.ā You replied cheekily, Natalya narrowed her eyes at Pietro who was laughing and soon the tension broke and conversation was back.Ā
You stood beside Wanda watching Natalya join Eleanor who was shaking her head pursing her lips to her friend.Ā
āThank you.ā Wanda whispered, her voice shaking a little.
āYou want to leave?ā You asked her, seeing the young woman seemed to be shaken up.
āI came with Kate, andā¦ā Wanda trailed off when she found herself looking at you.
āI am offering, Wands, do you wanna go?āĀ
Wanda offered a crooked smile, āyes.ā
Wanda was saying goodbye to Pietro and Gwen while you went to Kate. The young woman had her face in a rictus of faux smiles, trying to pretend everything was alright but wanting to smack you and hug you at the same time.
āHey, don't worry, I promise to behave and take her home.ā You said chuckling when Kate made a sound at the back of her throat before slapping your arm playfully.
āGod! You are taking advantage that I can't say much without being too obvious.ā Kate crossed her arms, pouting.
āGod! You rich pampered women are impossible.ā
You snickered when Kate poked you playfully on your abdomen before wrapping her arms around you.
āTake care of her?ā
āYeah, I'm taking her home, no naughty business.ā
āAs if, Wanda will smack you.ā
āThat doesn't sound so bad.ā
āAre you two quite done?ā Kate jumped back waving her hands around with her cheeks taking into a nice shade of red.
āWanda! Youā¦weā¦ā
You rolled your eyes patting Kate on the back before drawing soothing circles like one would do to a baby.Ā
āOkay, Bishop, no need to get your knickers in a twitch.āĀ Ā
Wanda huffed, crossing her arms, ācan we go?ā
There were eyes on them, people around had started talking, and while Natalya Maximoff was still doubting the veracity of their relationship, she couldn't afford to make a mistake while approaching this topic.Ā
Natalya would need a new strategy.
āSure Pumpkin,ā you smirked when Wandaās left eye twitched.
The car drive was done in silence.
There was no music, and the streets of London soon brought the noise of the nomal life in one of the busiest cities in the world. It was a cold night, with not a single cloud in the sky but with a cold wind announcing the oncoming winter. The tension inside your vehicle was strange, to say the least. There was a white elephant hanging around, but Wanda refused to acknowledge it, and you were too tired to even pay it any mind.
The sound of an object vibrating made your eyes flickered to Wandaās lap. The young woman hesitated before grabbing her mobile, unlocking it and reading the message there. Her hand trembled, her lips parted, exhaling some air before she placed her hand on her eyes.
You pressed your lips together with a frown in place, your hands grabbing the wheel turning the car to the street leading to Wandaās and Kate's flat.
āAre you okay?ā You finally asked, trying to sound casual.
Wanda was looking out of the window, the phone forgotten on her lap. She remained silent, and for a moment you thought she would not answer but then her voice filled the car and you were left confused.
āThank you for what you did today.ā Her voice was shaken; it was barely a whisper. āYou were not the person I was waiting for, but even after how I behaved with youā¦you helped me today. So, thank you, Y/N.ā
Your eyebrows went up while your lips twitched lightly. You cleared your throat looking out of the corner of your eye to the young woman sitting beside you, but she was firmly focused on the landscape outside your car window.
āI have to ask, are you alright?āĀ
This time around Wanda snorted turning to you, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. She opened her mouth, then closed it again chewing on her lower lip while wiggling her hands.
āMy relationship with my mother is complicated.ā Every word came with a memory, tiredness marking her narration without facing you but glancing into the empty space in front of her.
āShe can be difficult, but I guess she means well.ā
āThe fact that you call her mother tells me just how complicated the relationship is.ā You pursed your lips shaking your head. āAnd the fake girlfriend tropeā¦ā
āThere is this guy, Victor Von Doom.ā Wanda nodded, noticing your expression of surprise and recognition of the name. āI see that you've heard of him.ā
āObviously.ā
āWell, he is trying to get into business with my dad and Uncle Charles.ā Wanda closed her eyes leaning back on the chair. āMother dreams of me being married, tied to a man that can tame my unruly nature to make me into a proper society lady.ā
āOf which century?ā
That earned you a small smile, Wanda shrugged.
āPreferable with a man of her choice.ā Wanda finished chuckling at the face of pure horror you had on.Ā
āYou rich people and your archaic ways.ā You parked the car in front of Wandaās building, turning to face the young woman you couldn't help the teasing glint in your eyes or the half-smile on your face, āYou know? This is the first time we have had a real conversation since last year?ā
Wanda stiffened, her lips tight into a grimace. You leaned back on the car seat tapping the wheel, while ignoring the fact Wandaās phone was vibrating once more.
āYou can't even fathom what you did that day, what you destroyed.ā There was no bite behind her words, only tiredness and uncertainty.
People walked past their car, the security guard standing by the gates of the building speaking with one resident. Life continued as if nothing had happened that night, the big picture of a world that could not see the two women facing up a storm while sitting inside the car.Ā
āYou didn't look happy that day, you are not looking happy at all right now.ā You remarked softly, without turning to Wanda. āI'm pretty sure the one keeping your phone so active today was the man absent from the party, Jarvis, right?ā
āI don't want to talk about this, and certainly I won't discuss this with you.ā Wanda bristled, grabbing her phone and the door handle, āthank you for today. But I wonāt be requiring yourā¦wh-what are you doing?ā
Wanda sat frozen when your hand closed around hers, the contact was warm and comforting sending a shiver down her back, before it twisted her abdomen and finally made her heart flutter. Your face was a mask of pure seriousness, those eyes that usually held a glint of mischief or unconcerned gone as your eyes found those of Wanda.
āStop being so stupid and prideful.ā Your voice was firm, but gentle. āI will keep playing my part now that I understand why Kate was so concerned about you. I won't ask anymore about your situation with that arsehole you were with last year, but to me it is evident you need help.ā
āAnd what? You are going to help? Be my shoulder to cry on? Pretend to get into my pants toā¦ā
āStop it.ā You commanded, this time around your eyes were inflamed with anger. āDon't flatter yourself, Maximoff, you are beautiful but I am not attracted to you, you are not my type and certainly I wouldn't even entertain the idea of being with someone like you.ā
Your words hurt.
Wanda wouldn't admit it right there and then, but her heart stopped beating and then it actually shrank in pain. The young woman tried to offer a defiant stance but she could feel her lower lip quivering, you sighed closing your eyes for a moment before opening them again.
āLook, I was as fucked up as you are right now. We all are at some point. But what makes a difference is if we look for help.ā You hesitated before grabbing your phone, with a quick sequence of tapping you sent her a message that soon was making Wandaās phone vibrate.Ā
Wanda frowned confused, you went back to your seat.
āWhen you decide you have hit rock bottom, call him.āĀ
āWhatā¦ā
āI am not qualified to help you, and you just said you don't want my help even if I was.ā You said softly. āHe is good, and he helped me at some point. It is your choice, Wanda.ā
Wanda left without saying goodbye, and you waited until she was safely inside the building before igniting the gear and driving away.
The flat was dark and cold, Wanda sat on the sofa with her eyes on her mobile. For a brief moment she entertained the idea of just turning it off and leaving, but her hand twitched and she grabbed it again. This time around, however, instead of going to her conversation with Jarvis, she went to chat with you.
For the first time ever, she paid close attention to your picture, your grin while wearing a gladiator helmet with a redhead standing behind you smiling as well. Wanda couldnāt help but match the smile, you looked so childishly happy, as if you had done a great deed wearing an oversized metal helmet meant for a roman soldier and not a woman of your size.
Then, her gaze drifted to the message.
Doctor Robert Reynolds DipPsych - Sentry Institute
Another message.
Wanda could see the beginning of Jarvis' demands; he was still adamant on Wanda meeting with him that day. The young woman could feel her resolution breaking, her heart and body needing the comfort and the control Jarvis usually had over her. Closing her eyes Wanda put a hand on her mouth holding back a sob.
She hesitated before leaving the phone on the coffee table, standing up and going to her room the events of that night, your words dancing inside her head. The last thing she thought as she was falling asleep was that, pretending with you had not been so bad atĀ all.
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Next chapter: Wanda and Reader get to meet one another. Jarvis is startig to get desperate. The first real fire trial comes in the form of a Golf tournament, and Wanda decides she needs help.
