"Can I leave now?" I asked after being in MedBay for three days. Memories were slowly coming back to me. Unfortunately for me, not in chronological order. I can now identify everyone and who they were to me, which is a plus. Mr. Stark is mad... scratch that... he wishes I still called him Tony, but now I'm not going to break a habit.
"Jenna, you.... fine, but stay in the Tower. If anything should happen we need to be right here." Bruce tells me.
"It's not like anything is gonna happen. My arm is healing. It is wrapped and in a sling. My head doesn't hurt anymore."
"You still don't remember how you got hurt. We want to make sure that if... when you remember, that it doesn't cause any panic attacks."
"Why can't you just tell me? I'm tired of everyone pretending what happened wasn't a big deal when it was. Nat is always stone cold and never shows emotions, especially not negative ones. Personally, I don't think that is healthy, but whatever. Anyways, my point is, she almost broke down crying when you changed my bandages the other day. Another thing, why won't you let me see my arm? It might help me to remember what happened and wouldn't that be a good thing?"
"You don't want to see that right now."
"Fine."
"If you want to leave, you can."
"Thank you." I leave MedBay and go to my room. Somebody must have cleaned it. It smells clean. Suddenly, I smell gunpowder and lilac.
"Hi, Nat."
"Hey."
"Did somebody clean my room?"
"I did, your room was a mess, malyshka."
"Thank you." I turn around to face the assassin.
"Was what happened to me really that bad? Bruce says I don't want to know what happened." I ask
"You don't."
"Can I invite a friend over?"
"Sure."
"M'kay. Imma call MJ." Natasha walks out and I pull out my phone.
"Hey, MJ." I say once she answers.
"Sup?"
"Wanna come over?"
"I'll be there in five minutes."
Blood drips from my wrist.
"I'll be there in five minutes."
A pill bottle is on the ground. I see metal. A razor blade. Blood is everywhere.
"Jenna." A voice says, pulling me from the flashback. I'm on the floor. I can't breathe.
"Jenna, are you okay?" The voice is MJ's
"FRIDAY, get an adult." MJ says
"Natasha has already been notified."
"I'm... okay..." I pant.
"No, you aren't. Is this because of your aunt?" I sit up. My head clears and my heart skips a beat, but I am pulled from my panic attack.
"What about my aunt?" Natasha opens the door.
"Jenna, what happened?"
"What happened to my aunt?" Natasha pauses.
"Nat. I need to know." I tell her.
"Why did you have a panic attack?"
"Because I remembered the thing you said I didn't want to remember. Now. What. Happened. To. My. Aunt."
AN
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