I don't mean to frighten you, but I would seriously consider drinking the Atlantic whole if you only asked me to.
I fell in love with a boy who had an entire world inside of him.
A few days have gone by since the Andreas situation. I've mostly kept to myself since I've been super fucking paranoid. I stay up all night making sure the compound is safe and that no one is trying to break in. I try to sleep during the day, but as Peter has said, I hate sleeping alone so I haven't gotten the best sleep lately.
Speaking of Peter, I haven't talked to him much lately as I've been trying to keep my distance. I need to figure out my feelings before I can be around him. He's tried to come into my room and talk to me, but I always make an excuse of why I can't hang out. I can tell he senses something is up, but he hasn't said a word to me yet.
I fly back down to my signature spot on the roof and enter through the elevator located there. I make my way down towards the living room, hoping nobody is down there right now. I exit the elevator and make my way towards the living area. Once insight, I see the entire team and Nicholas.
Well for fuck sakes.
I know it's too late for me to turn around, so I continue making my way towards them. I make a beeline for the bar and pour myself a glass of bourbon. I finish that one off and make myself another. The silence was deafening so I turn around after making myself another glass after the second one.
"Well hello everyone, long time no see." I walk towards Nicholas who was standing in front of everyone else. "Nicky! I've missed you so much. What are you doing in this part of town?"
Nick rolls his eye and glares down at me. "I've just been informed by the rest of the team that you had direct contact with Andreas."
I down the rest of the drink and sit my glass down on the table. "Yeah the asshole was just trying to stir up trouble, I have it all under control." I give him a small nod.
"I don't think you do Rosati. Andreas is a reckless and dangerous man that will destroy this world if he is not stopped." Nick says as he continues to talk down to me.
I roll my eyes. "Believe me, I know Nicholas. I'm doing the best I can."
He walks closer to me. "No, you are doing nothing. I asked you here to protect this team and so far, Andreas has gotten inside of your head and has severely hurt one of your teammates." He points to Peter and I clench my jaw at the memory.
I glance at Peter and look away once his eyes meet mine. "I think I already payed enough for that Nick." I walk closer to him and talk in a lower voice to keep it from wavering. "I've been up every night watching the compound, making sure none of Andreas's men are lurking around." I take a few steps back from Nick. I'm doing what I can to watch the team without making Andreas too suspicious."
The team stays quiet during our conversation, too scared to get involved with Nick's and I's rising anger. I walk back over to the bar to pour myself another drink, hopefully to help mellow my rising emotions.
"Pour me one, Rosati? Maybe I can be as numbed out to the situation as you are." He lets out a non-humorous chuckle.
I throw my glass against the wall and it shatters upon contact. I turn around and glare my now black eyes at Nick. "Fuck you Nicholas." I spit out and walk towards him. "I'm exhausted from watching after this team. I wish Andreas was dead just as much as you do or more. I would love to go out and rip his heart from his chest, but I can't because he was a whole army waiting to kill everyone in this room." I let out a low laugh. "So, you tell me Nick, what do you want me to do?"
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Fanaa (Peter Parker)
FanfictionFanaa (noun):// destruction of the self; destroyed in love. "I destroyed myself for you, why isn't that enough?" Iris Rosati is the reigning ruler of hell. Peter Parker is the angel of the avengers. While they may hate each other, remember, there's...