I fall asleep surprisingly quickly. When I wake up, I feel someone's body heat near me. I roll over and find Nat, asleep next to me. She must not of been able to fall asleep.
I get out, trying not to wake her up. I walk to the kitchen and check the time. 9:12am. I grab a banana from the fruit ball, put shoes on and go for a walk.
I don't know where I'm going. We are in the city right now so there's cars everywhere. As I walk along the streets, people stare at me. Silently judging me or whispering to the people they are with. I ignore it, but it's hard.
I'm a goddess, no matter where I am, I will have eyes on me. I just have to face it. But knowing what everyone of those people are thinking makes it a lot worst.
I feel my phone buzzing in my pocket. I take it out, everyone's looking at me. I don't know what their expecting me to do. I check who it is. Ariba.
I answer it. "Hey. Where are you?" she asks, she seems to be in a rush.
"I'm just on a walk.. i'm public" I hesitate, being careful with my words since families are around.
Ariba tells me to be back in 2 hours since we are going to drive back to the compound. I say goodbye and hang up. I keep walking, pushing through the crowd of people around me.
A guy in a black suit approaches me. "Hello Miss Thordottir" he greets me. I don't say anything but nod so he knows I know about his presence.
"Uhm- I was meant to have a meeting with Mr Stark tomorrow. Can we please reschedule it?" he asks.
I look at him with a straight face. "I've heard the news about him but I still want to talk to him".
You want to talk to Mr Stark?" I clarify while rocking back on my heels. The guy nods again but with a large smile stretched across his face.
"I'm sorry I don't think you will be able to- ever again" I sigh, assuming he doesn't know about his death.
"Oh no- I've heard about the news with his death. I still need to talk to him" the guy hesitates.
I raise my eyebrows in disbelief. "How the fuck are you meant to talk to him when his gone?".
"I'm just assuming he 'died' to get away from the media. He faked his death right?" the guy questions, I'm so close to burning his ass off.
"No- no of course he didn't fake his death. He loved being the star. His gone ok. He is gone" the words echo in my head. He is gone.
The guy just walks off awkwardly. I look around me and see people eying me. Lava tears rolling down my face again. I hear a voice from behind me, I can't tell what their saying but I want to know. I turn around and look at them.
"Pardon sorry?" I question a young lady, maybe in her early 20's.
"You killed him right?" she says with a laugh.
"No- what? No I didn't kill him. Why would you think that?" I question with disbelief. I genuinely am curious on how this rumour started.
There we're security cameras in the theme park. The fight with you and Bruce was uploaded on social media. After Bruce was blown to bits you went up to Tony and checked his heart beat. You then disappeared and came back then acted innocent about him being dead" the girl rambles on.
"What? No. I checked his body heat. He was alive when I checked it. I went to get Luka, Corey and Ariba off a ride. I came back and he was" I explain, I didn't want to say the word since it's still hurting me.
The girl just turns around and starts laughing with her friends. I push through the crowd and start walking back to the hotel. A few people still follow me, they are all filming me.
I just want to burn all their cameras and delete the footage of me walking. I just want privacy and for people to believe me.
