Present of the Past || TONY STARK fanfiction

Chapter 9: ''Oh, that's awkward''

Ransom.

2000.

I was laying in my bed. I couldn't sleep and the sheets were all spread over my bed. I screamed into my pillow. I just want to sleep. I was way too overwhelmed to calm down. I just decided to get out of bed. I missed the quiet of my home.

In this mansion, I couldn't find the peace I was looking for. My home was small and cozy. I lived there with Jack. It was just us two and I always felt like a queen when I was with him. He'd place small kisses on my head or give me the tightest hugs. I missed him. For a year I hoped that something would come along and help me get back home. But it didn't. Nothing was ever going to be the same.

Before I could burst into tears I tried to shake it off and just go for a walk. I looked for shoes to put on and soon found a jacket. I put them on and walked out of the room. My chest felt so heavy but there was no place to go. Everything was different but the same.

I made my way down the hall, straight to the elevator. As I pushed the button, Tony appeared out of nowhere. "Where are you going?" I jumped up. "Jesus" my hand moved to my chest. "I couldn't sleep" I sighed. "I'm just going for a walk" the lights turned on.

I squinted my eyes at the change of light. "Alone?" he asked. He grinned when he asked that. It felt like I got caught. In some way I was. I Didn't answer him. Tony grabbed his keys "let's go, I'm not letting you go out alone" I shifted uncomfortably. There goes my peace and quiet, I thought. "I can take care of myself,," I said. Tony smiled. "I know" he grinned. "I can't sleep either, we can go grab something to eat" He was trying. "Okay" I gave in. My voice was soft.

Tony grabbed a jacket as we finally made our way to his car. The car ride started of silently. Tony was constantly tapping on his steering wheel. "Speak or forever hold your peace" I spit. "Why couldn't you sleep?" he asked. "I kept thinking about home," I said, my voice soft. That heavy feeling in my chest returned. "Oh, i'm sorry" Tony's voice laced with guilt. "It's not your fault," I said. "I know, it's for my father, for what he did" I bit the inside of my cheek.

"I don't know what to say about that" I admitted. "I don't expect you to say anything he just talked alot about you, he never stopped looking for you" I looked away, wiping away my tears. "I'm sorry" he apologised again. He placed his hand on my shoulder, trying to comfort me.

We finally got to a McDonalds. "What do you want?" Tony asked. "Milkshake" I simply answered. I wasn't hungry. It wasn't exactly how I pictured to spend my evening....

2012.

"It's up to you if you want to get back in there," Tony said. I thought about it for a minute. I smiled. "I think I'll be fine" my voice filled with relief. "I'm the one who's in control" I reassured myself. Steve and Tony looked at me with proud looks on their faces. I smiled again. I felt somewhat reborn.

Soon I was standing in the room I stayed in 12 years ago. Everything was the way I left it. Steve walked in behind me with all of the stuff he brought with him hours ago. "What time it is?" I asked. J.A.R.V.I.S answered. "12 A.M." only 5 hours had passed. "This feels like an eternity" I sighed. I fell on the bed. Steve laughed. "I'm sure it's alright," he said sitting down next to me.

"Now you try going through your trauma and discover you have fire-scorching powers all in 5 hours," I remarked. Steve scratched the back of his head. "I can't catch a break, like ever" Steve laughed. "I know that feeling" he laid down next to me. "Maybe there's a reason why we're here," Steve said. I sat up, shocked by what he just said.

Steve looked down with a smile. "It's just without you I would've probably lost my mind already" I shook my head with a laugh. "I am not laughing, Ransom," he said in a serious tone. My shoulders fell. I instantly felt guilty. "Oh," I had trouble finding my words. "I cannot be all that" I simply said. I was confused by what I just said. It didn't make any sense.