It is easy to say, but it is as easy when you try to find the cure for someone's trauma. Traumetic events lead to panic attack, anxiety, and insomniac. There is no cure except a sleeping pill.
Dad has been hurt. Even by looking at his features, it is not hard to tell. I know those thick and thin he has had been going through - From the moment he was born, until he turns to be a teenager, to a young man, to a boyfriend, to a father to me and a hero to civilians. I didn't know much about his past. People say he's bad, but I understand it's just the boys phase. I don't want to think about it. I care about current situation not the past.
I understand when people claim my father a hero. And he is indeed the strongest person in the world. They think Dad is the smartest, I mean, look at those high-tech he built. Even being his daughter, I hardly understood the progress of building our own computer. People love him because he's charming, what the girls out there say, and rich and just 'cool' with the robots he owns. To be honest, me myself as his daughter doesn't get to touch those robots anytime I feel like it.
Ever since what happened in Sokovia, Mom and Dad's relationship are slightly broken. I don't know why I am saying 'slightly' when they are on the verge of splitting up. They are taking a break from each other, from what I see, but Dad told me it's because of our safety, for the best of us. Mom just didn't want to comment anything on it. Whenever I ask, she'd change the topic or yell at me. And no matter how many times they say that they are friends, I don't believe them because they can't even hear someone mentioning the names.
I live with Mom in a regular house she rents in New York City. It is near her office and also near my school so it is a win-win situation. Although Dad says we can live in the Avengers Tower because he and the rest won't be home for a few of months because of work, but Mom just didn't like that idea. But Dad knows where we live, despite that she didn't want him to know. I can't help it but I'm a Daddy's Girl. I can't keep secrets from him.
Because of an accident that caused me a broken right leg, I receive a one-month medical leave from the doctor. It's May and Summer vacation is somewhere around June so that means I'm at advantage right now that I have four months break. After a few convinces, Mom finally let me have Summer with Dad, wherever he is. Mom's going to be alone, but she has a company to run. I'm sure she'll be busy to remember me like she has always been.
So with a broken leg, I get to spend my Summer with Dad and the Avengers, and expecting I'm going to have the best Summer vacation ever with Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson, Natasha Romanoff, Vision, Wanda Maximoff and Dad himself and James Rhodes. Only that my expectation turns upside down when the conflict begins.
Yes. I, Tony's daughter, Terri, was there when it all happens.

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[1] BROKEN ONE // t. stark
FanfictionFirst book of "Acceptance Siries" BROKEN ONE tells a story of a billionaire's young daughter's about learning and understanding what goes behind what we saw in Captain America: Civil War. - "YOU DID NOT SEE WHAT I SEE," - Terri Elaine Stark. - "YOU...