Yep, definitely Loki's kid.

Chapter 6: In fact- I HATE Spiderman!!!

Trigger Warning: mentions of physical and emotional abuse (very small part only in the first paragraph)

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When I finally get back to the orphanage that night my heart drops when I see a very angry-looking Ms. Santina waiting for me. I try to mostly block it all out when she takes out her anger on me. She throws the usual insults about how worthless and weak I am, what a disappointment, burden, failure, brat, and pretty much every other imaginable insult under the sun I am in between the punches and kicks that she throws. After she grows tired she leaves to go up to her room and I am left to recover on a heap on the cold sticky blood-stained floor. After a while, I finally peel myself off the floor and hiss at my aching muscles and bones as I do.

I then limp up the stairs and make my way toward Scarlet's room before I go to sleep. I softly knock on the door as quietly as possible so that it won't wake the beast. Scarlet slowly creaks open the door and her face shows shock and sympathy when she sees the state that I am in.

"Oh god! Finnley are you ok? You really can't keep letting her do this to you, she is going to kill you one day!"

I softly place my hand on her's that she is fussing over me with. "I'm fine Scarlet, I can take it. But that is not why I came here." She gives me a look but I continue on, she knows that she will not be able to change my mind on this. "So I have some good news. I got an internship at Stark Industries!"

"That's amazing Finn!! I'm so happy for you, you deserve it!" she whispers yells.

"Thanks, but... that also means that I will not be around here as often..." I see her face drop slightly. "It pays really well though, more than my 3 jobs combined, so I can provide for all of you guys more. But, because I am not going to be around as often, I need you to promise me that if you EVER, and I mean EVER, feel even slightly unsafe around Ms. Santina, even if she is just in a bad mood, I NEED you to call me right away and I will get here as fast as humanly possible. I am going to make sure that all the kids who have phones have my number, and I have some money saved up so I am going to get Chris a phone too so he can call if needed. But I need you to promise me that you will call, no self-sacrificing shit. Just call me. Deal?"

She sighs, but after a moment she agrees. "Deal."

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After walking all the kids to school the next morning I then head to school and am practically bouncing with excitement, because I get to go to Stark Industries later!!! FREAKING STARK INDUSTRIES!!! And in Mr. Tony motherfucking Stark's lab nonetheless!!! Absolutely nothing could ruin my mood right now-

"HEY FREAK!!"

Besides maybe Flash.

"Flash, I am really not in the mood right now, please just leave me the fuck alone."

"What did you just say to me bitch?!"

"I said to leave me the fuck alo- AH" I start to say until he pushes me into the wall and punches me in the gut, which hurts like a royal butt cheek on a stick due to all the bruises and broken rib I got from Satan in the same spot last night.

"Don't talk back to me, freak!!" Flash spits out.

Out of the corner of my eye, I see many students stopping to watch the show and even watch as a teacher looks towards us and then turns the other way. All the teachers absolutely love Flash, probably simply because his dad is a big donator and basically pays their bills, but STILL- WHAT THE FUCK??!

I then sheepishly nod toward the bully. I absolutely hate being this weak. I could kick his ass if I wanted, but I tried that one time and it did not go well. I got suspended for a week, and detention for the next 2 while Flash has never seen a day of detention in his life. So I gave up that hope of being able to even just defend myself, now my best option is just to not aggravate him and avoid him at all costs. It makes me sick being this cowardly.