Stark's Daughter

Chapter 30

I watch as Junior marches toward Marc with pure anger and punches him in the jaw. I back up for a moment, taking everything in at once. Marc shakes his head, realizing what's happening. My heart begins pounding. Junior runs toward Marc, but he stops him by slamming him down on the ground.

He did say he was gonna kick his ass...but that's not the point..

Once Junior was back up, he went after Marc again. I tried to get in between them and calm Junior down, but he wouldn't. Instead of calming Junior down, he grabbed my hair threw me into the glass railing. Coming into contact with it, it broke, causing me to hold onto the edge of the balcony. I start screaming as my hands become slippery.

"I gotcha."

Marc helped me up to my feet. I wanted to thank him, but I move. Out of their way and crawled to the side. I watched as Junior ran at Marc again. Marc ducked, as Junior flipped over him and off the balcony.

My eyes widened, watching him fall from the tower all the way to the ground. He...he's dead....

I screamed over the edge, realizing what had just happened. Tears fell from my face, as I stood up.

"Steph, I'm sorry." Marc tried apologizing, but I couldn't concentrate.

Junior is dead. He's been my absolute best friend and now he's gone. I can't think straight. It hurts. I shove him back and beat his chest, thinking that it'll make it better. Tears keep streaming down my face.

"You killed him. You killed my best friend." I turn away, "you're nothing more than a murderer."

Marc's footsteps drained away off the balcony.

~~an hour later~~

Most of my tears had dried out, yet all I want to do is cry. I can't think of a better reason to cry. Whether to cry because Junior is dead, or that now that Junior is dead, I'll have no one. Marc is getting married and will soon rule Vanaheim, then what? I'll have no one.

~~a week later~~

It's official, Junior is really gone. I know what Marc did was only protecting me. He knew best. Junior was a bad man. Only the last month he was alive, though. But he had shown me what love does to one person. Love gives a person life and happiness.

I've thought about this so much in the last week.. Junior showed me a kind, loving-kind of love... Although, I'd rather have a love that excites me and engulfs me. With  just a hint of danger, yet passionate feelings.

We had Junior's funeral three days ago. I shared my memories of him. Only the good. He was quite a gentleman, at one time. Although, in the end, everyone shows their true colors.

~~another week later~~

Tears shed my eyes, while I sit with Dad on the couch. He comforts me, even though I haven't told him what was wrong. I lay my head down on his lap and just think.

"Dad..." I say, slowly.

"You're making me want to cry, whats the matter, baby girl?" He asks.

"It hurts." I cry.

"I know. I know," he comforts, "first heart-break is a bitch."

"No, daddy. It's not that." I say.

"No?" He asks.

"No. My heart is breaking..but it's not about Junior." I say, looking up at him.

He looked down at me, "it's about Demarcus, isn't it?"

I nod my head.

"C'mere, sweet pea." I leaned up to dad hugging me.

"How'd you get over you and mom breaking up?" I ask, quietly.

"I dealt with it the best way I could." He responded.

I hesitated for a moment and thought, "dad...you turned to drinking."

"Right.... That's why you'll never do that...." He chuckled, "it'll get better, I promise."

~~3 days later~4 days until wedding~~

Everyone is here on Midgard, except Marc and Ravenna. They're getting ready for their wedding, I guess.

I sit on the couch on the top floor, where I hear the elevator door opening. I glance over my shoulder and watch as Loki walks over and sits at my side.

I'm sure he could tell I was crying. I couldn't help it. It's hard not to. After all, the guy I love is getting married.

I turn to Loki and watch his smile fade.

"Are you alright?" He asks.

"No." I almost neglected the truth, but decided I'm not going to lie to Loki anymore.

"I'm sorry your boyfriend died." Loki apologized, awkwardly.

"It's okay. That's..uh.. That's not why I'm crying, though." I say.

"Then, what is the reason?" He asks. 

"I... I think I'm in love with Marc... And he's getting married to that..that thing!" I cry.

"Oh, come here." He holds out his arms, as I crash into them and weep.

"We kissed..." I admit.

"You and Demarcus?" Loki seemed unsurprised.

I nodded in his hold.

"And now I'll never be able to kiss him again." I cry.

"Uh... Stephanie, I do have one solution." Loki says, while holding me.

"What?" I ask.

"If ten people object at the wedding, Demarcus doesn't have to marry Ravenna." He explains.

I pull back, "really?"

He nods.

"Do we have ten people?" I ask.

Me-1 / Loki-2 / Dad-3 / Bruce-4 / Thor-5 / Steve-6 / Natasha-7 / Clint-8 / Alice-9 / Anna-10

We have enough! We have enough!

"Loki! We have enough!" We just have to get everyone on board!" I shout with excitement, "what about Marc?"

"I don't think that'll be a problem. I'll get them all up to it. And Marc? Really? He doesn't even need to be asked." Loki chuckles.

"Okay, here's the plan. You get everyone on board with the plan. Once you do that, at the wedding, the person marrying them will say "does anyone object to their marriage?" and once he does, we have everyone say "I object". Then, for the tenth person, I'll stand at the end of the aisle and say "I object"." I explain.

Loki nods slowly, taking it all in.

"And don't say anything to Marc." I demand.