Stay with me kid//Irondad

Chapter 4

The sound of buzzing and heavy machinery flew into my ears, my mind thinking I'm still in the streets made me open my eyes to Mr. Stark's lab, I had forgotten I fell asleep here. sitting up i had finally found the reasoning behind the noises, Mr. Stark was working on another Iron man suit, he was getting incredibly angry but not the alcoholic type of angry, more of a 'I'm missing a bolt for my truck that is needed so I'm going to scream like a crow' type of angry. getting up i walk slowly over to Mr.stark, keeping in check with my pace so i don't run to mr. stark and alarm him. My footsteps come to a halt as i arrived by Mr.stark. He must've felt my presence because he turned to me and began a conversation.

"Good morning Kiddo '' His tone of voice was calm, I knew he wasn't mad, well he may still be mad at the machinery but definitely not me.

"Hey Mr. Stark

"How are you feeling?" In all honesty, there was no way for me to answer this question because I myself didn't even know what I was feeling.

"I'm alright you can say"

"Only alright? Anything on your mind?" That was another question that the answer was unknown to me even, My mind was holding multiple thoughts captive and I couldn't even place my mind on one of them long enough before a new one came.

"No, nothing is on my mind, but I guess I am a little hungry." Mr.Starks expression changed to a happier smile. He was happy that those words came out of my mouth and I could agree with him.

"Right! let's go cook you something up, what are you in the mood for? Fruit bowl? Oatmeal? Shawarma?" A little giggle escaped my mouth as he said shawarma, I knew he was joking around on the last one.

"I wouldn't mind a fruit bowl you know"

"Perfect! lets go to the kitchen" Mr. Stark walked off to the elevator, I was trodding behind him as if I was a dog and he was the owner.

We arrived at the kitchen, only a few were in there but it was dead silent, everyone must have just woken up. The savory smell of coffee wafted my nose, I would really enjoy a cup of coffee.

"Hey, Mr.Stark, do you mind if I have a cup of coffee with my breakfast?" Mr.Stark gave me a weird look, he was unaware of the fact that I enjoy coffee.

"Ookay? what do you want in it, i'll make your coffee and you can make your fruit bowl"

"I just take it black" That response made mr.stark give me an even weirder look, I noticed and snorted. Mr.Stark rolled his eyes at me and proceeded to go make my cup of coffee while I headed over to the fruits. I had decided that Bananas and Mandarins oranges we're what I wanted. I had completely forgotten that you were supposed to cut bananas. I strolled over to the knife block and grabbed an average knife, at the moment I felt all eyes on me, I didn't blame them. My urge to place the knife on my arm and slice was unbearable but I had to prove to mr.stark that I was trying to get better, well at least make it look like I am trying. Strolling back to the cutting board, I still felt everyone's eyes on me, moving their eyes as I moved to the cutting board, it honestly began making me terrified of cutting the banana. glancing around the room, my eyes set onto Natasha. Placing the knife down, I walked over to Natahsa.

"Uh Natasha?" This felt so embarrassing for me, a 15 year old, unable to cut a god damn banana because they were making me anxious of myself.

"Yes Pete?"

"Do you uh, uh do you mind cutting the banana for me? '' Natasha didn't laugh at my question, instead she nodded her head and headed over to the cutting board. I was expecting a laugh from someone but no one said anything, it was like they understood me. It was like they pitied me.