"THE ACHING. IT'S LIKE thunder" Y/n whispered. "Well, I've ordered the whole house silent. Here... Please try to eat" Agnes handed her a piece of bread that Y/n took very weakly. "Dr. Brewster will be here by early afternoon". "That won't be necessary" She denied it as she tried to take a bite. "I'm not taking any chances. Go to sleep".

Agnes left a kiss on her forehead as she left the room. "This would be a marvellous opportunity" Y/n softly smiled as Wanda walked out of the closet. "You're ill". "You pretended to be ill to sneak around with me" She smiled before she started to cough. "But you do need rest".

Wanda slowly walked toward the girl and sat down next to her. "Do you need something, dear?". "Don't call me that" She chuckled. "You sound like my mother". "What would I refer to you then? Sweetheart? Baby? My love?". "How about we don't put a name for it?" Wanda looked at her confused as her smile faded. "You're married".

Wanda was about to answer her when the sound of the steps on the wood alerted them that somebody was coming, which meant Wanda needed to hide. Agnes knocked on the door as the last part of Wanda's dress was pulled under the bed. "My daughter, oh my poor child this is all my fault". "No, no it isn't". "Yes. That comes from my side of the family and I think you got the Norcolus constitutes". "I'll be all right".

The rest of the morning turned out to be not what neither of the girls expected. Both her mother and father entered the room multiple times to express their love for her... Also how they blamed themselves for her sooner death. The conversation escalated quickly to how each of them blamed themselves as to why Y/n was sick and how it was from their part of the family.

"I thought they would never leave" Wanda softly chuckled as she got out of under the bed. She was about to kiss the girl laying in bed when the door opened, which made her change her direction. "You feel just as warm". She said moving her lips away from Y/n's forehead. "Wanda" Agnes sounded surprised but she was hiding her annoyance. "I thought you'd be with your mother, dear".

"Oh... Steve wanted me to stay... He was scared for Y/n". "He's not here," She said crossing her arms. Wanda tried to create an excuse but nothing came up. "Please leave" Wanda softly looked at Y/n and squeezed her hand before standing up and walking out of the room. "She won't bug you anymore darling" She smiled and kissed Y/n's forehead.

Before she moved away, she softly whispered into Y/n's forehead. She watched the girl as her eyes turned purple and her expression disappeared. "That's it darling" She whispered before leaving the room. As Agatha's magic worked on changing Y/n's memory, Wanda tried to understand everything in her room.

She walked around, from the bed to the desk to the bathroom and wardrobe. Back at the desk and back to the bed. She looked at her hands confused and at the lamp beside her nightstand. Could she do it? Did she remember how to use her powers at all? Could she use them?

The questions were burning her brain and the curiosity was killing her. Not knowing the answers was consuming her alive. She decided to stop wondering since she wasn't gonna get any answers if she kept asking herself. Her hands moved up and pointed at the lamp as barely visible red mist appeared around the lamp and red energy embraced her hands.

The lamp was lifted up from the nightstand and slowly started to move towards her only to fall midway. As the lamp crashed against the floor, Wanda's hands flew to her head as she held it with a painful expression.

Her mouth opened but no scream came out of it. Her mind was too busy trying to stop the pain that came from all directions and attacked her with no possibility of defending herself. Images hit her head too fast for her to process them and her head started to spin around.

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SHE COULD HEAR THE giggles coming from Pietro's room, and it made her roll her eyes. She closed the book with more strength than needed and made her way towards the room of her twin. She knocked on the door and opened it before Pietro had time to talk.

Her gaze caught the girl against the wall which slowly stopped her laugh. She could swear she saw Y/n touch her teeth with her tongue before smiling at her. That vicious smile and malicious look on her face could get on Wanda's nerves and Y/n didn't have to try.

Y/n had an ability that neither of the twins understood, but just by looking at the brunette, she could make her blood boil. And she often did that. She played with the emotions of the twin till the point where Wanda couldn't hear her name without getting upset and wanting to rip the tongue out of the person who named her.

Pietro looked at her expecting her answer. Wanda followed his hand which ended on Y/n's inner thigh and growled. "Can we help you?" Y/n asked pulling the cigarette into her mouth and inhaling. Wanda glared at her as Pietro took the cigarette and took it off her mouth and towards his.

"Please keep it down". "We're laughing" Pietro excused them as he looks at his sister with the cigarette in his mouth. "There's nothing wrong with that, right?". "Of course not. Doctors say laughing is healthy". "I'm not asking you to stop, I'm just asking you to keep it down". "We don't let you think?" Y/n asked lifting her eyebrow seductively.

"Do we stop the sweet little thoughts that run through your mind? Or we don't let you fantasize with your blue knight?" She asked tilting her head. "Spoiler alert Wanda. Blue knights don't exist. It's all bullshit". Wanda held her teeth together as strong as she could as her hand squeezed the notebook.

She walked towards her brother and ripped the cigarette out of his mouth. He threw it out of the window and walked towards the door slamming it shut. "I think she's mad" Y/n whispered with a smile as she crawled on top of Pietro. She lowered herself enough for her lips to softly touch his and inhale the smoke Pietro exhaled.

She took the smoke and kissed Pietro as he moved his hands towards her not very covert body. In the other room, Wanda stopped herself from kicking and punching everything that was in front of her. She bit her hand and silently screamed at it as her desire to kill the girl grew more and more.

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Y/N OPENED HER eyes as the headache faded away. She looked around the room trying to remember where she was, but nothing seemed clear enough. She was only able to remember the lost feeling she had a time ago towards the brunette she was recently making out with.

Feelings, that she stopped having towards the brunette after her hometown was destroyed by a group of superheroes she was destined to hate. Especially the blonde with the hammer.