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Bangs echoing around the room wake me up, causing me to fall off the couch. Wait- couch? Where am I? The memories of the previous night fill my head and I suddenly remember how I ran from everyone last night. Fuckk.

"Who's there?" I yell, still on the floor.

"Your father Avrora. Open the door." His calm yet furious voice returns. Double fuck. I tell FRIDAY to open the door and he storms into the room.

"Where the fuck were you yesterday!?" He demands, anger laced in his voice as he stares at me expectantly.

"I was on the roof..?" I respond. Technically it wasn't a lie. I was on the roof, just not all day..

"No. No you weren't. Last chance, tell me where you were." Shit. If i tell him i was out with Peter he'll know he's spiderman as I left from the roof and FRIDAY would've told him if i left using the doors. But if I tell him I was with Spider-man he'll question me for AGES.

All of a sudden a wave of nausea overcomes me and I double over, knees buckling beneath me. Shit. I haven't eaten in over a day- why do i feel sick?

"Oh shit- Hey- kid. Look at me." I look up and see his face full of concern.

"I- i don't feel so good." I mumble.

"FRIDAY call Bruce and tell him we're heading up to medbay." he shouts.

He picks me up and runs to the elevator that takes us to the medbay. I can feel him shaking the whole time there and worry is practically radiating off of him and it's no secret since every few seconds he looks down at me and checks if I'm still awake.

We arrive at medbay after a few minutes and he runs to Bruce who helps lay me onto one of the beds. They immediately begin sticking different things on me and I feel a few needles. After they're done Bruce begins questioning me. "Do you have any head or stomach pain?" I look over to my dad and he nods.

"My s-stomach hurts.." I hear my dad sigh, he knows.

"When was the last time you ate?" He pushes, with hesitation in his tone.

"Monday.." I respond, refusing to look at either of them. This sets my dad off and he storms out of the room. Don't cry, don't cry.

"Avrora.. it's Wednesday. Why haven't you eaten?" Bruce asks with a gentle voice.

"I- i didn't leave my room for breakfast and i got back at like midnight and fell asleep- i just forgot! I promise- I didn't do it on purpose!" I can feel his unbelieving gaze on me and tears roll down my cheeks as Bruce leaves the room and I'm left to my own thoughts.

A few minutes later Natasha and Bruce enter the room and Natasha sits down on the bed besides me, Bruce returning to where he stood minutes ago.

"младенец, why didn't you eat breakfast yesterday?" She pushes and more tears roll down my face as memories from years ago take over my mind.

"I- i wasn't hungry. Can i please just go to school?" I beg, wanting this to end. I know I'm lying but I can't help it. When they found out last time I was never left alone- it was hell.

"Why don't you stay home today, we can do whatever you want." She smiles and i just nod my head to avoid an argument.

An hour later me, Natasha, Bucky, my dad, Yelena, Kate, Pietro and Wanda are sat in the living room watching Tangled. I sit on a small armchair by myself and the rest all sit together on bigger couches. I'm assuming somebody told everyone about what happened as everyone's looking at me like i'm going to snap at any moment.