Genevieve's POV I awaken a hour or so later. I get up and walk down stairs. Everyone was in the living room talking, the room fell silent when they noticed me. I know they're worried but they're making me feel like a child. I sat on the couch between Tony and Peter and Tony gave me a small smile. That smile melts my heart every time and I hate it.
When I sat down, Peter put his hand on my leg. I jumped slightly and he immediately moved it. I didn't jump because I thought he would hurt me or that I hate him touching me that much. It has nothing to do with him. In all honestly, I'm not sure why I flinched.
"What happened to you in there Gen" Tony asked in a worried tone. I fidgeted with my hands and looked at the floor. "I'd rather not talk about it Tony" I mumble. He lets out a small sigh, "I know it's a lot to handle but you can't go through this alone. No one wants you to either."
I take in a deep breath, he's right. "They- uh- did some tests on me. I'm not sure what the tests were for. If I didn't cooperate, they would punish me. I was cut, punched, kicked, all you can think of. Including- including almost raped." My voice was breaking as I whispered the last part.
Everyone's eyes widen and Tony stands up, pacing the room. "I'm gonna kill them. I'm gonna kill them!" He begins yelling. I flinch at the loud sound. Tony notices my reaction and sighs, "I'm sorry Gen. I just wish I would've protected you." Everyone turns to one another with furrowed eyebrows.
He must have realized their reaction too because he then corrected himself. "I meant that we should've protected you, all of us." Romanoff and Gamora exchanged smirks while Thor and Bruce tried to cover up chuckles. I hate these guys with so much love. Peter had rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. I feel bad for him honestly but I can't help it. Quill sits forward, "I think I should explain a thing or two."
"Genevieve, you've already met Drax, Groot, Gamora, and Rocket." I give Quill a confused expression. May just be me but I feel as though a talking tree, talking raccoon, weird tattoo guy, and a green woman are hard to forget.
"Your memories were erased and reformed by your parents. You finally realized that they were doing horrible things and you tried to stop them. Your powers are far more powerful than you realize, you almost destroyed the whole place. They erased your memory before you could. You were only left with the memory of Quill as your best friend and your parents always being gone." Gamora continued as though she had read my mind.
How could they do this to me? I didn't say anything, I just sat there in shock. "Genevieve..." Quill attempted to comfort me but I stopped him. "When I had to kill that guard in the warehouse, I hated it. What I hated even more than knowing that I just killed someone was the feeling that it wasn't the first time."
Groot climbed onto the couch and put his head on my arm. "We weren't aloud to see you. I missed you" he said.Letting me remember Quill wasn't an issue but I'm sure having me remember everyone else would be. Not everyone has friends that look like those guys.
I gave Groot a small smile, "I'm sure I missed you too, I just wish I remembered." My team gave me a strange look. "Did you just understand what he said? It's just his name." They all asked. "She's always understood him. Her and Rocket are the only ones who can communicate with him" Quill explained.
I couldn't understand him back at the warehouse though, that's weird. Maybe because it was part of what was erased and being told some of my memories brought up more.
"How many people did I kill?" I broke the silence. I heard the Guardians of the Galaxy all let out a sigh and exchange looks. "I don't think that's something that you want answered. It wasn't the real you, you were brainwashed." Rocket said. I shook my head no. "Tell me."
Drax looked up at me, "No one kept count but if I had to take a guess? At least 400." My heart beat fastened. That's impossible. How could I kill so many people and not remember a single one? My team all looked at me, god they'll probably kick me out. I would if I was them. I'm a murderer. I'm a monster.
"That wasn't your fault, you didn't know what you were doing" I heard Rogers say. I didn't respond. I stood up and headed up stairs. "Gen, you haven't eaten yet" I heard Tony say from behind me. "I'm not hungry." I wasn't lying, I haven't had an appetite.
I haven't eaten in about 3 days. My bones are getting more noticeable. I look disgusting. After my shower I put a towel on and went to my room. Midway through changing my door opens. I quickly grab my towel and cover myself. Tony is standing at my door, looking at the ground awkwardly.
His face is a bright shade of red. Is Tony Stark embarrassed? "I thought you were dressed- I uh- I'll come back later" before he can leave I go to my door and close it. He gives me a confused expression.
Semi-smut warning: I walk closer to him and slowly drop my towel. His eyes widen as they run over my body. "Gen, what are you doing?" He seems nervous. I put my arms over his shoulder and bring my face just centimeters away from his. "Something I've wanted to do since I got here."
He gulped loudly and a smile came across my face. I crashed my lips into his and his hands found their way to my waist. I lightly pushed him onto my bed and straddled him. I'm about to have my first time with Tony Stark. This sounds like a Wattpad book.
We continue to make out and I feel his member grow hard. He flipped over so he was on top of me and his hands moved down my body. He began kissing my neck as I held onto his hair. I let out a soft moan as he found my soft spot.
Suddenly he get off of my bed and left my room. What the fuck?! Did he really just leave me here without saying anything?! He never came back to my room, he's dead.
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I go back downstairs, still pissed at Tony for what just happened. "We're all going to have a movie day, what do you think? You can pick the first one" Natasha says to me. I give her a small smile and nod my head in agreement. I picked The Princess Bride for the movie because it's my favorite.
I caught Tony staring at me a few times and I just gave him a glare and rolled my eyes. I'm not upset that he didn't sleep with me, it's that he just up and left. We watched different movies all day until 10pm. They all had snacks but I continued to insist I wasn't hungry. They looked more concerned every time but ignored it.
We all went upstairs to bed and Peter walked to my room with me since we were having a conversation about the movie we had just finished. Tony was doing his nightly act of standing at his doorframe until I closed my door. I missed seeing that every night but right now I'm too mad to even look at him.
Peter kissed my cheek gently, "Goodnight Genevieve" he said before walking to his room. I stood at my door for a minute. Peter is such a sweetheart, why don't I have any feelings for him? My life would be so much better. I close my door, still refusing to look at Tony and I tried to fall asleep. I never did. I just rolled over in my bed thinking about him. I should find someone my age.
