Out of Time

Booze and Stark

I took Nat's advice. The next day I spent cooped up in my room, wishing everything would go back to the way it was. I had run out of tears, so I just sobbed. "It's okay." Sarah said, appearing in front of me. "You should have seen them yesterday. They were all so different." I told her. "I know. I've been watching." She said. I looked up at her with puffy eyes. "You really miss him don't you?" I asked Sarah. "With all my heart." She said. "Then why weren't you there with him? What happened?" I asked her. "It's just like every fanfiction out there now. I got pregnant with his baby, and broke it off because I was scared. I knew he couldn't raise a kid in his position, and neither could I. Jack working as a Newsie, and me working as a seamstress, who would watch the baby? Mama and Papa were too old to have a baby in the house, and I couldn't afford an apartment. Denton found me crying and I told him why, and in return he let me move in." Sarah said. I looked at her. "Then the Summers came and well you know the rest." She said. I reached out to hug her, but fell right through her. "Right. Can't hug ghosts." I said.

Sarah laughed. "You need to get out of this room. You're newly single, and there are plenty of cute single men on board this ship. With your new look, you'll be hotter than Nat." Sarah said. I smiled at her. "You're right. Thank you, for being here when I needed you." I told her. She smiled at me. "Anything for a friend." She said. "Tell the boys I miss them." I said. "Will do." She said before disappearing. I stood up from my bed, my legs shaky. I took a deep breath before I walked into my closet. I dug through my tops and shorts before I found something that would suit my new look. I took out my combat boots, and lied everything on my bed. I quickly took a shower, and got dressed. I styled my hair and makeup, before I looked into the mirror. My new look was something that I wasn't used to. "You're no longer Luna. Luna's dead. They killed her. You're Trixie, the bad-ass. You don't trust anybody. They can't break you this way." I said. I shook my head, before I waked out the door. I walked around the ship looking for one person in general. "Why?" I heard a voice say from behind me. I knew that voice like the back of my hand. I spent my whole life with him. "Why'd you change Hope?" Anthony asked me. "Because I had to." I snapped. "You didn't have to." Anthony said. "I didn't have to try and protect you from our crazy brother." I said, turning around. "Look where that got us." Anthony snapped.

"I tried my best to save us all!" I said. "Didn't work out very well." Anthony said. "I could've stayed in Texas and gotten killed there. I could've jumped off that bridge all those years ago. I could've stayed in Pulitzer's basement. But I didn't! I still had something to fight for." I told Anthony. "Doesn't matter. You still got us killed! Things would've been better if you hadn't have been born." Anthony said. "You know maybe the would have. You could've grown up with Peter, and lived a happy life, till Mama and Papa died, then what? You go live in the Lodging House? Thin about it, things wouldn't be any different if I hand't been born." I said. Anthony looked down. "I came back to protect you. I didn't jump because of you. I escaped my living hell because of you. I was fighting for you." I said, before walking away. He didn't come after me. He really did change. The brother I had, came after me when I was upset. He wouldn't leave my side till I laughed. "STARK!" I shouted, seeing the glow of his reactor. Stark turned around, trying to find whoever called his name. "Hey babe." Stark said looking down at me. "Now, and the bar." I said, referring to our conversation earlier. He looked confused for a moment, but smiled. "You're like 14, that's under aged drinking." Stark said. "I've been drinking and gamboling since I was eight." I told him. "Alright. Instead of some cheep bar, how about we go back to my place?" He asked me. "Sure, just don't try and get in my pants." I told him. "Can't make any promises." He said. "You better. She's one of our best agents now." Nat said.

"Plus that'd make you a pedophile." Nat said. "Not if we keep it underground." I smirked. "Can we go now, I can hear the whiskey calling my name." Stark said. "Be back soon!" Nat shouted, before Stark and I disappeared around the corner. "How exactly are we getting to 'Stark Tower'?" I asked him. "We fly of course." He said. Before I knew it, I was in a pair of cold metal arms, flying above New York. I shut my eyes, trying to block out the memories. When, Stark landed, he set me back down on my feet. I walked over to the balcony. "It all looks so different." I said. "It has been over 100 years since you last saw the city." Stark said, walking over to me, handing me a glass filled with a tan liquid. I downed it in one gulp. "I just thought that somethings would still look the same." I said. "There is one place that is the same." Stark said. "But that's for another time. Right now, you need to drown your problems in booze." Stark said. I smiled, and walked over the the bar. I picked up the bottle of whiskey and took off the cap. I took a swig, and looked at Stark. "You can hold your liquor. You're my kind of girl." He said. "The only problem is, it can't take away my problems." I said. "But I can get drunk." I said, before I took another swig of the whiskey.

Two bottles later, I was drunk as shit. "He basically told me he hated me! He's my twin! He isn't supposed to be saying these things!" I slurred. "He'll come around." Stark said. "Mr. Stark, maybe you should stop Ms. Higgins. She's on her third bottle of Whiskey." JARVIS said. "Shut the fuck up!" I shouted at the ceiling. Stark went to reach for my Whiskey, but I jerked my hand away. "No, no, no. Bad boy." I said waving my finger at him. "You see me and this Whiskey are a package deal. You get one, you get the other." I said. Stark smirked at me. "I don't work that way sweet heart." He said. "But I do." I said. I got up and started walking toward him. Stark looked at me. "What are you doing?" He asked me. "Being rebellious." I said, giggling. I straddled his lap. I leaned in close to his face. "Kiss me." I said. He did nothing at first. It looked as if he was contemplating the thought. He closed the gap between us, and kissed me. I moaned into the kiss. He broke away. "Aw! You're no fun!" I said. "We shouldn't be doing this. It isn't right." Stark said. "I may be 15 on the outside, but in reality, I'm over 100 years old." I told him, nibbling at his earlobe. "What the hell. I've already got a reputation. What's one more to the list." He said, before crashing his lips onto mine. I laughed. "Good boy." I said, before kissing him again.

I let the bottle of Whiskey out of my hands, causing it to smash onto the floor. I took my now free hand, and ran it through Stark's hair. He moaned into the kiss. I felt Stark stand up, grabbing my ass in the process. He carried me to the bedroom, and slammed me onto the wall. His hands were still on my ass, while mine were still in his hair. He broke away from the kiss and started kissing my neck. I gasped as he bit my neck. "Mr. Stark, you didn't tell me you were a vampire!" I slurred. He laughed, and his attention turned back to my lips. I felt his hands leave my ass, and made their way to my top. He untied the strings, and threw the top to the ground. He took of my shorts and the rest was history.

A/N- LET ME EXPLAIN BEFORE YOU START FLIPPING OUT ON ME! Okay, so as you know Luna went through a transformation. She is now no longer the sweet innocent girl she was way back when. She is now, closed off, and tough. She is now like Romanoff, just more open. And as for the whole "Luna and Stark" thing, LUNA IS DRUNK! AND SO IS TONY! If you all like it (which I doubt you do) then I may make them a couple. And can we just talk about Luna and Anthony's conversation? Talk about sibling drama! Anyways let me know what you think in the comments. I'll be updating throughout the day tomorrow as I don't have school. Love you all! - Ember1899