Fanaa (Peter Parker)

Chapter 5

The minute our eyes met, I gasped in horror.

Maybe we fall in love with sad eyes because we see our souls reflected in them.

I finally got ahold of James when I got back down to hell. There I informed him of the situation I was in. Of course, he had a fucking attitude about being in charge but boo fucking hoo, it's his job as second in command. He also started bitching at me for 'not taking care of myself' and how I could've 'seriously hurt someone, including myself.' After that lovely fifteen-minute rant, I was finally able to grab my things and return back to Earth.

I was currently laying on my bed, reading my favorite book, A Farewell to Arms by Ernest Hemingway. I've reread this book so many times that I have lost count. I've honestly memorized so much of the book that I don't even need the pages anymore. I guess it just reminds of my life that used to be.

"Miss Rosati, Captain Rogers request that you join him in the gym for training."

I roll my eyes at the machine. "You can tell Mister America that he can shove it and I don't need training. I can take his and everyone else's asses down without it." She goes silent and doesn't respond to me, so I take it that she is delivering my message. I smirk knowing how pissed he is going to be.

I go back to reading my book when suddenly my door flies open. I look up and see Steve standing there with his hands on his hips. "Get up."

"No, I don't think I will." I lean back against my headboard and make direct eye contact with him. I can tell I'm pushing his buttons as he glares and lets out a loud sigh. He starts to walk towards me and is now standing at the edge of my bed.

"Rosati, I'm not playing, get out of this bed and come train, I mean it." He puts his arms down on the bed, as if to intimidate me. Poor cap, he should know better by now. Oh well, he'll learn.

I push myself off the back of the bed and lean forward on my arms as well. I get up in doggy style and put my face close to his. "Make me cap."

He stares at me for a second as I keep my gaze locked on him. He lets out a sigh and rolls his eyes as he stands back up, crossing his arms over one another. I stay in my position except I fix my gaze upwards to where he towers over me. If someone walked in, this would raise many questions.

"Come on Iris, if you won't do it for me, then do it for Bucky, he is waiting down there."

I shoot up when he says Bucky and run into the bathroom to change. After I change into a sports bra with Nike pro spandex shorts, I throw my long hair up into a ponytail and run back out of the bathroom. "You should've started with that Rogers."

I run out of the room with Steve trailing behind me. When I get inside the elevator, I realize I have no idea where I am going and wait for Steve to enter and press the correct floor button. He enters the elevator with an annoyed expression on his face and hits floor 4.

I reach out and hug his arm tightly as I wait for the elevator to reach its destination. I look up at Steve and smile brightly at him, like a kid waiting in line at an ice cream pallor. He chuckles lightly at my child-like behavior and shakes his head back and forth. The elevator finally reaches the floor and I zoom out towards the training room ahead of me. I come to a complete stop as I realize that I have no idea which room it is. Steve shakes his head and walks ahead of me towards a door on the left side.

He opens the door and I immediately push past him inside. I see Sam, Bucky and Peter inside the training room. Bucky is standing in the middle of the floor watching Sam and Peter spar. "Bucky!" I shout out and run straight towards him. He turns around right as I jump at him. We both fall to the ground with me on top of him and his hands on my waist.