❝Who am I?❞
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❝You're my daughter.❞
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❝Then how come your never there for me?❞
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𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 Isabella Stark, Tony Starks
daughter, becomes closer to he...
the sky falls as i try to make sense of it all i thought i knew your secrets but it turns out there's more
suki waterhouse ⸻ good looking
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Stark Mansion July 12th, 2010
Bella sat curled up in a ball on the couch of the Stark Mansion living room reading a copy of Vogue. Beside her, Pepper was busily typing away at her computer. Obadiah was lazily tapping at the keys of the grand piano, occasionally playing a few cords. Outside it was dark, just past 10:00. Only a few hours earlier her and her father had gone to see Rhodey at the airbase. When they got home, both of them swam in the pool for a while but then he went and locked himself away in his workshop. Bella never found out what her dad was working on that he told Rhodey about. But she figured it wasn't important.
"Where is Tony?" Obadiah asked in a somewhat exasperated voice, "I thought you buzzed him." He looked at Pepper.
"I did. But I'll go and get him," she sighed, "I have to give him this anyways." A wrapped gift box sat on the coffee table.
"What's in it?" Bella nodded towards the box.
"Oh, it's just a small gift." She shrugged and got up, walking towards the workshop.
After she left Obie turned to her, "how have you been Bella?"
"Hm?" She looked up from the article she was reading, "oh I've been fine. Mostly laying low with dad." She smirked, referring to the conversation her and Tony had with him a few days prior.
"That's good." He shifted uncomfortably on the piano bench, clearly not knowing what to say next.
Just then Pepper walked up the stairs, "Any luck?" Bella asked.
"He said he would be up in a minute." Her and Obadiah nodded, and everyone went back to their previous activities.
Just as promised, two minutes later Tony appeared from his workshop. "How'd it go?" He noticed the box of New York pizza Obie had brought back. "It went that bad huh?"
"Just because I brought pizza back from New York doesn't mean it went bad." He didn't look up from the piano.
Bella and Tony enhanced a look. "Sure doesn't. Oh, boy." He walked over and sat on a footrest, a few feet away from Bella.
"It would have gone better if you were there." Obadiah answered. If there was one thing Bella knew about her father (besides the fact he was an alcoholic womanizer) it was he never went to any of the meetings he was supposed to attend.
