Not From Around {Marvel/DC Fanfic} (Discontinued)

Chapter 20

Before I start this chapter I want to give a shout out to barrysoallen for making the AMAZING cover. That's all I have to say so let's get on with the chapter and bye guys!

XXX - ThatRandomGirl

Samantha's POV

Okay, I'm gonna tell them. I guess. Here goes nothing. "Barry Allen, Peter Parker, Steve Rogers. Alright. I said it. You all happy now?" I say and they look at me. Shocked. Wide eyes and jaws dropped. "You guys are gonna catch flies." I say and their jaws snap shut.

"So you have a crush on those three guys?" Isabelle asks and I nod. "Yup. Three guys. Isn't that fan-freaking-tastic?" I say sarcastically and groan to myself. "What am I gonna do?" I ask no one in particular. "We are gonna work this out. The three of us." Nat says confidentiality. "I hope you're right. I really do." I say and remember something.

"Oh have I already told you that Odin, the guy who runs Asgard, told me that there are three guys who like me but that they and I just don't understand our feelings yet?" I asked them and they looked shocked again. "I take that as a no. So, yeah, that happened." "Who are those guys?" Belle asks. "He wouldn't tell me. Isn't that just awesome too? I have a crush on three guys and three other guys have a crush on me." I say and fall down on Isabelle's bed.

"Wait." Nat says sharply. "You have a crush on three guys, right?" She asks and I roll my eyes. "No way Captain obvious." I say sarcastically which earns an eye roll from Natasha. "And there are three guys who have a crush on you, that's right too, right?" She asks and everything clicks. I narrow my eyes at her and say,

"You don't think..." "That's exactly what I'm thinking." She says as she crosses her arms. "That's ridiculous! Right, Belle?" I say as I turn to my niece. She sinks in her seat and looks at her crisscrossed legs. "Natasha does have a point. This can't be a coincidence, right." Belle says and look to Nat who looks satisfied. "And how can we be sure?" I ask them as I cross my arms over my chest. "You can't. Unless you tell them, which I highly doubt." Nat says and I scoff. "Of course I don't just tell them. I'm not stupid." I say and sit upright again. I drift off into my thoughts. Not hearing whatever Belle and Nat have to say.

Do they really like me back? I mean Steve has been my best friend for about 90 years, but he did kiss me when he left to New York. Does he still have those feelings for me? I quickly get snapped out of my thoughts by Nat's voice. "Hey Sam, are you listening?" She asks and I just look at her. I shake my head no. "No, not really." I say and Nat sighs. "I said that maybe we could figure out if Steve, Peter and this Barry guy have feelings for you too." Nat repeats and I absentmindedly nod. I drift into my thoughts again. Peter is awesome and he's always so sweet to me. He was the first and only one at school I have ever told my secret. Does he like me that way? I mean, he is one of my best friends. Yay it's Belle's voice now. "You didn't listen again, did you?" She asks me and I shake my head again and smile sheepishly. "I said that maybe you could spend a lot of time with each one of them that you would find out if they like you or not." Isabelle says. I nod again and drift into my thoughts again. And Barry, always oh so socially awkward. But when you get through the awkward you will get to the sweet and caring part. But does he have feelings for me? I always thought that he liked Iris.

"I AM TALKING!" Natasha yelled. "AND I AM NOT LISTENING!" I yelled back. She seems taken back at my fast comeback but quickly gets herself together. Belle awkwardly cleared her throat. "I think the guys are going to burst through the door any time now." She says and at that moment the door swings open.

"STOP BURSTING THE DOOR OPEN!" I yelled at the guys, which consisted of Steve, Peter, Tony, Clint and Thor. They seem taken back at my sudden rage outburst and back up a little. "Geez, is it your-" Tony begins but I give him the coldest and deadliest glare I have, daring him to finish his sentence. "Never mind." He says but I keep glaring at him. "I'm going to go downstairs now." He says, uncomfortable. With that he nonchalantly walks out of the room and probably back downstairs. "Why were you yelling?" Peter asks. "Because I can only express my rage in two ways. 1 yelling and 2 destroying things with my powers." I explain as I run a hand through my hair. "The latter one isn't going to work in here." They look at me, confused. "But why are you angry?" Clint asks, causing my glare to move to him. "It's none of your damned business bird-brain." I hissed and Clint began to shuffle away too. "I'm going to check up on Tony." He said and with that practically ran downstairs. "If all of you could now piss off, I would be very grateful for that." I say and I feel the flames in my eyes dieing down.

I walk to the only window, deciding to piss off myself. I opened it and hovered myself a little above the floor. "I changed my mind. I'm going to piss off and you guys can do whatever the hell you want. I'll see you later." I said and with that flew out of the window.

I transformed my T-shirt and jeans into my skin-thight suit and my hairband into my mask. I was glad that I had my phone with me. I was going to need it if I wanted to get out of this shitty mood.

I looked for a nice tall tree that no one could climb except Peter. No low hanging branches, just at the top.

I took out my phone out of my back pocket and unlocked it. I went to the one and only app that could get me out of this mood. Wattpad. I went to my library and chose a Newt, from The Maze Runner, fanfic. What? Don't judge me! I bet 20 bucks that you have read a fanfic before.

So I read that fanfic for a while and found myself losing touch with everything around me, being absorbed into the beautiful world of fandoms.

About five hours later I looked at the time on my phone, only to almost fall out of the tree of shock. 20:47. That was the time. They're probably worried sick about me. Or not. They know I can handle myself.

I jumped out of the tree, a total of about 30 meters. Just before I hit the ground I hovered myself above it and then let myself land.
I looked around and saw that I didn't know where I was.

I tried to pick up Isabelle's energy and found that I had to go to the northwest.

After a few minutes of flying I saw the house. I flew down towards it and landed in front of the front door. I knocked and a few seconds later the door opened.

"Sammy! Where were you?" Steve asked frantically. "Chill out Steve. I'm fine. I just had to get away from everything and everyone." I said but he didn't leave me be. "Where were you? What were you doing?" He asked. "I was reading up in a tree." I said simply and climbed up the stairs. "What were you doing up in a tree? What were you reading?" Steve kept asking and followed me up the stairs. "Steve." I said but he continued asking questions. "Steve!" I yelled and he shut up. "It doesn't matter. I'm here now. And for your info, I was just reading something. You don't have to know everything in my life." I said and with that went to Isabelle's room.

I saw that Nat and Belle were already asleep so I just went to the window again. No I wasn't going to leave. I climbed out of it and went to the very top of the roof.

For a while I just sat there, not being able to find any sleep. After a while I heard the roof crack and looked down in alarm. It was just Peter. "Oh. Hey Pete." I said and he smiled up at me. "Hey Sam." He said and sat next to me. We stayed quiet for most of the time. Then Peter broke the silence.

"Where were you?" He asked. "In a tree." I said with a smirked, amused when he gave me a blank look. "In a tree?" He asked, making sure that he had heard it right. "Yup. In a tree." I said. "What were you doing in a tree?" He asked and I snickered. "Reading." I said simply. "You've been reading for five hours straight?" He asked and I shrugged. "Yeah. I've read The Maze Runner for the billionth time." I said and he chuckled. "I gotta admit that those are some pretty good books." He said. "I know. That's why I read them. Duh!" I say matter-of-factly. He chuckled again and looked at the side of my face. We were sitting incredibly close.

I turned my head to look at him and looked into his eyes. He looked back into mine. I saw his eyes flicker from my eyes to my lips for a split second and I started to panic. I can't kiss him. Not before I have my feelings sorted out. He started to lean in and I had to back away. I bit my lip and looked down. "Is everything okay?" He asked me. Only now I noticed that a tear slipped out of my eye. I shook my head. "No. Everything is not okay." I said and slid down the roof. "Sam!" Peter whisper-yelled.

"You were leaning in to kiss me, weren't you?" I asked him and he averted his gaze down. "That's what I thought." I said sadly. "What's so wrong with that?" He asked and net my eyes. "Everything! My love life is too complicated for anyone!" I whisper-yelled and sat down again. "Complicated, how?" He asked and I sighed. "You know those three weeks that I was in Central City?" I asked him and he nodded. "Well while I was there I also went to Asgard for about an hour or so. Odin, the guy who rules Asgard, told me a few things about my love life." I said, never meeting his eyes. "He told me that if I would ever marry someone that they would age the same as I. I, being me, was curious about why he chose now to tell me. He said that there are three guys who like me. Three! And I so happen to have a crush on three guys, so yeah. Complicated in that way." I said as I slid down the roof again and went through Isabelle's open bedroom window. I closed the window quietly and slipped onto the mattress and under the covers. It took me a while of tossing and turning and over thinking before I fell asleep.
My life is too complicated.