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I looked at Pietro "it's not what you're thinking Pietro!"
"Then what the hell is it!" He yelled
Flashback
Pietro had been dead for about 8 months, it's been two months since I woke up from my six month coma and Steve hasn't left my side.
I sat on my bed in his long sleeve shirt that was blue with yellow stripes on it, Steve had told me he never really wore it anymore so I could have it.
Steve and I had grown closer over the month, but in a brother-sister-best friend type of way.
I still was madly and deeply in love with a dead man, with my Pietro.
I look out the small window at all the new recruits for shield and smiled they seemed happy, but in this line of business it won't last for long.
I know mine didn't
Flashback over
I looked at Pietro with a look as I explained why I had Steve's shirt.
"So you were bed buddies with him." He stated
My eyes grew wide, did he not listen to anything I just said "no! Nothing like that Pietro! I love you! I'm gonna marry you!"
"What if I don't want to be married to you anymore."
I didn't speak for a moment, is this how things are going to end, over false accusations and a shirt "please Pietro! I love you."
He scoffed "apparently not enough for you to not jump into Steve's awaiting arms."
"Pietro it wasn't like that!" I yelled at the silver haired boy who just wouldn't listen
"The engagements off."
"Pietro! Don't do this! Listen to me!" I cried as he grabbed his clothes off the floor and using his speed got dressed and started to leave the hut with his suitcase in tow.
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"I can't be with you If you even have he slightest interest in another man."
"Pietro! Why won't you just listen to me and hear what I'm trying to say!"
My voice was strained and I knew he wouldn't, nothing would stop this stubborn man from leaving me.
I don't understand where this was coming from, we were literally fine 2 minutes ago...
He didn't turn around but he stopped walking "I don't want to hear it."
"Pietro if you walk out of this hut, there will never be an us!" I cried trying to make him stay
He turned his head, there were tears in his eyes "I guess there won't be." He said as he walked out the door.
The hut door closed and I was left in the room alone.
Everything was perfect only moments ago, and now, the man I love had left me even though I had just tried explaining what really happened
I fell to the ground my knees hitting the wood flooring as I cried and screamed.
I could feel myself breaking slowly, he left me.
I slowly stood up and walked into the bedroom.
I looked at the bed and then at my suitcase, and sat on the floor.
"I can't be here anymore..." I whispered
Suddenly I heard a laugh, I looked to my right and saw... Me.
I still had my blonde hair but I was wearing darker make up and all black clothing.
"Get up!" She hissed grabbing my wrist and yanking me so I was standing up.
"What the hell?!"
"Incase you haven't realized I'm you, but you're the only one who can see me, I'm inside your head."
"What do you want?"
"For the world to pay."
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I looked at me "why? Why would you want that?"
"Correction, why would we want that, remember I'm you."
"Well why would we want that?" I asked
"We've been hurt to many times, by H.Y.D.R.A, the avengers, Ultron, Pietro, it's times to fight back, it's times to get revenge."
"But I don't want that."
"I'm you, I'm your darkest desires, I'm what you want to do but never have the guts to."
"But I love Pietro, I love the avengers."
She scoffed "you love them even though they hurt you? Pathetic, I knew it was the right time to finally show up."
"No, I'm not going to hurt anyone, Im an a avenger, I will protect earth and anyone who's on it, not attack it."
"We can do this the easy way or the hard way." She stated as she walked closer to me
"We aren't doing this at all."
She rolled her eyes then looked at me with a evil smile "I guess that hard way it is."
She was now in front of me, she touched my head and I felt a burning pain, I looked at her but she was no longer there
"I'm not gonna sit in here and watch us get walked over" she hissed inside my head
I suddenly felt as if a switch was turned on inside my head and everything went black.
Speed forward
Steve's POV
I looked around at the training camp and smiled, they would be in shape in no time.
The door opens and Pietro walks in with an red face.
"Pietro? What are you doing back? Where's Willow?" Wanda asks as she approaches her brother
"I proposed."
I smiled "congrats."
Pietro glared at me "then I ended the engagement."
"What?" Wanda asks
"And Willow and I aren't together anymore, I came back alone."
My eyes widen "what the hell happened?" I asked
He glares at me then in a second is right in front of me with his hands around my neck
"You happened!" He yells
"Me!?" I chocked
I could feel my face turning red as I lost more oxygen.
"I found your shirt in her suitcase! Explain that to me!"
"Listen man! Willow and I we aren't a thing, she's like a sister!" I chocked
"Pietro! Put him down!"
"W-What?"he asks stunned as he puts me down.
"Nothing happened between us." I whispered as I tried to catch my breath.
"So, she was telling the truth." He whispered
"I guess so." I replied
"What have I done?!" He yelled
"You fix this you dumbass!" Wanda yelled chucking a phone at Pietro.
The only question I could even think of was
Could this be even fixed?
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A/N:Should there be a
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