Avengers Imagines

Grease Part 4

Smut ahead.

You were an emotional wreck. You were crying all the time, you didn't answer your phone, you barely ate, let alone interacted with anyone. Your padres were worried. They had seen the gringo and wondered if he had anything to do with their daughters seclusion.

You were so angry, no you were furious. Why did he have to be such a............. a gringo?! You lov- there it was again. That word. "Love". Did you love him? You pushed those questions from your head. It didn't matter now. He was gone anyways. He hadn't spoken to you since your party- it's been almost 2 weeks.

You hadn't touched your phone since your party. You haven't replied to all the birthday well wishes. Not that you cared. If it wasn't Clint you didn't care. Maybe he didn't feel the same way.

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If there was one person who you could trust wouldn't judge you it was Natasha. Your parents liked her- which was rare for  Mexicans to like Whites but it does happen.

"Hey, I heard about the whole Clint break up thing." She said as when you called her.

"It wasn't a breakup, we weren't even dating."

"Yes you were. You exchanged phone numbers, went on more than 10 dates and you feel asleep at his house- you two were totally dated."

"Well it wasn't consensual." You said, knowing you lost the argument. "I need help."

"Duh."

"Natasha, not helping."

"It took you long enough to call me. You are stubborn- I can see why you two would clash." Natasha said. You rolled your eyes but didn't say a word. She sighed on the other end.

"How long are you gonna keep this up? You're gonna starve, or become depressed or something. It's eating you alive- you have to do somethings about this. Go to him. Talk to him. Fix this while there's still time." And that's the reason why you called her- she always knew what to say.

"Thanks Nat." You said before she hung up.

Well, time to begin Operation Get Clint Back.