Alone

Fuming

I walked through the door and looked at my Dad,
'Where've you been you little Bitch.' I don't give him eye contact he waits a few seconds and then continues,

I'm going to make you wish you were never born,' he said not moving but I know his evil glare. I just looked at him emotionless he didn't even deserve my anger. Any emotion for that matter. It's Saturday and it's safe to say this has been one of my most shitty weeks. Pretending to eat as to not worry the Avengers about my tiny appetite and not being able to leave a bed while knowing I'd pay for it when I get home. I found out my Dad's arrangements with HYDRA too, they give him payments to hold onto deadly serums their hiding. Also how he plans on selling me to them at sixteen when I have already seen the outside world make me easier to break or just simply to make the transition more cruel. So they can get me to do what they want. He used to work for HYDRA full time but when I was born he couldn't stay there as a guard 24 hours, 7 days a week. I guess I am a little afraid of becoming a Hydra experiment. I mean I have met Hydra test subjects, not to mention people who don't survive. I have seen what Hydra is. The things they do to things that at some point were people. They take away everything, it's just a world of pain. I know that at some point I will have to go off radar. The second I finish school I am absolutely doing that. I know I can run if I need to.

I let my dad do what he wants to me fighting back would just make it worse. He gave me a new word today, stupid engraved deeply on my upper leg. I feel stupid letting the Avengers capture me. I mean now they know who I am and haven't a clue what they did telling my father. I mean does he even deserve to be called a Father. In reality he's done more against me than to help keep me alive. I'm fuming by the time all my new bruises are finished. Part of me still questions though. Maybe I deserve this...

I go out on patrol in reality I just want to take my anger out on a couple of douchebags. Someday I'll probably break and do that to my Father. Until then, random strangers work great. I knock I think 12 peoples head in before deciding to go call it a night. Blame that on two days without sleep. I get about four hours of sleep before waking up flustered holding back tears. I brush it off quickly before deciding to go on an early morning stroll. It's Monday morning so I have to see Peter, I haven't talked to him in a week so this'll probably be awkward. I buy myself a Coffee before sitting down on a bench. Promising myself I will not trust these people. Trust is the heart's biggest weakness, never forget that.

I mean I don't even trust the people I have been friends with for the past year. Sure I like them but they could leave me today and I'd be unaffected. Maybe it's a problem but, I'm in survival mode. I have to be. To survive. I sort of want to trust people but I'm not that stupid. The fucking Avengers need to leave me alone. That's how I like it, alone. You'll never be lonely if you choose to be alone.

Shit, I'm late, I'm late. As I get up realising the time and running to school. I enter school walking into class. I'm still pretty fuming really not in the mood to be messed with. Plus I just spent two hours pondering on a park bench drinking coffee.

'Your late Miss Lard,' my teacher rings as I walk in. The urge to roll my eyes or punch that shit in the face.

'I am aware,' I replied taking a seat slumping into the chair letting my teacher begin to talk about something about circles and trigonometry. I've been avoiding Peter, Ned and MJ all day but I know the second lunch comes I can't avoid them if I want to. I walk slowly into the dining hall not bothering to get lunch.

'Hey guys,' I say full of confidence. That's it loser pretending everything is normal like always.

'Harvey, you haven't responded to any of us since Peter talked to you almost a week ago, we were worried,' MJ said getting straight to the point. Always have an excuse ready.

'Sorry, I had to let my leg heal and I have lost my phone,' the leg thing is technically true. Excuses, I'm the master at them. Not to mention my lying skills.

'Ok, well as long as you are alright,' Ned said as I resisted the urge to roll my eyes as they then went into a conversation about Lego. Wow, for once it's not Star Wars. That's new.

'Hey Penis Parker, Nerd, oh and if it isn't the motherless child,' Flash stood up and said. I was already fuming I would normally ignore him but I already had so much anger. I stood up with no warning and tackled him to the ground.

'Say that again, I fucking dare you.' I screamed in his chubby stupid ugly face.

'Miss Lard, principals office now,' I heard the on duty teacher say. Now cue the eye roll. I got off Flash I definitely did some damage though. Stupid Mutt deserved way more done though. I picked up my backpack and started walking to the office. I didn't really care my Dad wasn't going to answer for a start the phone number written down in the contact details is my broken phones. This'll be fun. The trouble was worth it Flash finally got what he deserved. I mean I definitely ruined his street cred.
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