"I feel paralyzed" Tony Stark x Daughter Reader

Getting noticed

You sit down at your desk and open your laptop.

My name is (y/n) Stark and yes I am Tony Starks daughter granddaughter to Howard and Maria Stark. I bet your wondering how I met my dad wright? Well good news thats what i started this blog for, my side of the story. It all started at school.

I had gotten in a fight at school and they had called my mom. I waited untill after school, until my mom finally came and got me in a cab. Which she never usually did. She started to lecture me when a car hit the taxie on the side she was on.

One of my best customers I sell my crafts to pulled us all out of the reckage and called for help. (Thanx Officer Mellion of the NYCPF) I was sent to the hospital to have surgery done on my lower leg were several pieces of glass nearly paralyzed all the nerves in my leg and a few stitches. My mom and the cab driver went into surgery. Sadly I was the only one to survive.

The cab driver died during the operation. I had woken up after my surgery and left the room after I saw doctors and nurses run down the hall. I wanted to see what was going on so I got up out of the bed dragging the IV rack by my side. When I got to the scene of the commotion I was suprised and scared of who the problem was. My mother's heart had stoped. I only heard the screaming of the monitor.

Moments I shared with my mom went threw my head as I started to feel hopeless and afraid. I tried to fight threw the doctors and nurses but they only pushed me back. I could only stand there and cry as everyone just sat there in silence with nuthing but the sound of the monitor filled the air.

One of the nurses led me back to my room holding my sholders tightly as if I'd try to run. But standing in the door was Tony Stark whom I had not known was my fauther then. The nurse greeted him asking if he'd would like to see his daughter. I had made a sarcastic remark when he turned his gaze to me. He told me that he didn't think that his daughter even knew he was looking at her.

I bilked really hard trying to stifle all the questions and possibility going threw my head. The nurse took me to my bed and hooked me back to my monitor. We sat there in silence for a while. The man seemed so unsure of himself but I tried not to pay any minde to it. I broke the silence by asking him where he and my mom had met knowing they must gave met while they were drunk.

We got to talking we actually got along pretty well. I ended up letting him pick out a craft I made from my bag. We were told I couldn't leave for a while so he stayed with me. I had went to sleep a few hours later.

When I got out of the hospital he took me out to get some (fave fast food restaurant) and then shoping for clothes. I still go sell my crafts at my lucky spot at central park regularly.

But recently he figured out my secret that I'm emo. We tell eachother everything, that's how much I trust him. And believe me my trust is hard to get. But I know that my family would never intentionally loose my trust. Cause I will always have faith in them.

You close your laptop and head out the door with it in hand. You make your way to your dad's lab. "Hay dad I was wondering if I could show you something?" He rubs his face and takes a deep breath in before turning around on the stool And smiling it you.

"Sure what is it?" You sit down your laptop in front of him. You tern twords him and get a good look at him. "Dad have you-... did you stay up all night down here?" He rubs his face again trying to wake up.