part four
To say Natasha was nervous would be an understatement. She hadn't seen you in two years and she had no idea what to expect. Natasha would understand if you never wanted to see her again. But here she was in Norway. In particular, she stood in front of the tiny house you had been calling home for the last two years.
'Were you going to knock or just stand there looking weird?' You stunned Natasha when you had opened the door. The one thing about a tiny house is that you notice and can hear when people were lurking around. Natasha couldn't believe she was seeing you again, you had changed yet still looked so much like before.
'Y/N, hi,' Was all Natasha could put together.
'What do you want Natasha?' She winced at the use of her name and the tone in your voice. Natasha should've expected this, though she was hoping things would be going better.
'I came to see you. I never should've let you go. I should've fought more for us. I know now you're all that I want in my life,' Natasha stood there pleading through her words, searching for your forgiveness.
'Why now?' Your stare didn't fault once. You hadn't intended on making things hard for Natasha, making her work to get you back, if you even wanted her back at all. You always thought you would just crumble and fall back into her arms if she ever wanted you back. Though you pushed it away, the pain never left and now with Natasha standing in front of you, 'It's been two years-'
'You don't think I know that?' Natasha cut you off starting to get defensive at your words. She didn't need the reminder of how long it had taken her to realise what she had in front of her.
'Then why now? Why didn't my letter matter two years ago? Why didn't I matter?' You had thought about this a lot, you definitely had the time to. Thinking back to the letter, you assumed it would be enough for Natasha. That it would make her remember that you're enough for her and that she didn't need whatever she was chasing to feel complete.
'You've always mattered, Y/N. To be fair I only just read the letter-'
'I did all of this for us. This is the life I wanted, the happy ending we both deserved,' Hurt flooded your emotions hearing that Natasha hadn't even bothered to read the letter you left until recently. It made sense since she had only come back to you now. Forgiving Natasha was much easier to do in your head, in those fake scenarios you'd make up to get through each day. Forgiving Natasha right now seemed impossible, 'But you gave us up Nat,'
For once, Natasha was lost for words. Guilt washed over her as she tried to form some words that might bring you some sense of comfort from her. You stood in your doorway watching as Natasha opened and closed her mouth, struggling with what to say. Your stare was emotionless, you'd already felt everything over the last two years, you didn't think there was anything left.
'We're done here now Natasha,' You could feel the tears welling up in your eyes. You didn't want to break in front of Natasha again. So you turned around walking back through the door, glancing at her for a final time, 'For good. Don't come back,'
Walking away from Natasha for a second time broke your heart more than the first. Natasha watching you walk out of her life again made her more determined than ever. You're supposed to be Natasha's happy ending and she's going to make sure of it.