The Life of Tony Stark's Daughter (Avengers Fanfiction!!)

Half Way Normal

"You said you wouldn't hurt her, Garret." I heard Grant whisper.

"I didn't hurt her." Garret snorted. "I just roughed her up a bit."

"John. She's only nineteen! You don't rough girls like her up by beating them half to death!" Grant whispered loudly.

"She's a weakness, Ward."

"Don't go there, Garret."

"Don't tell me what to do." Garret sounded like he was loosing his patience. My eyes slowly opened as I sat up against the wall.

"Danielle." Grant started to walk towards me when Garret took out a gun, making Grant stop.

"She's a weakness, Ward." Garret handed the gun to Grant. He just looked at the gun.

"Garret. I-I can't." Grant whispered.

"Then I will." Garret pulled the one part of the gun back and pointed it to me. I whimpered like a baby and pushed my face into the corner of the cold room, my eyes shut tightly as tears streamed my cheeks.

"Garret. She never did anything."

"She knows too much." I opened my eyes and wiped my cheeks before looking to see Grant had stepped in front of the gun.

"What all did you tell her?"

"Nothing." I felt my eyes close. I put my face in my knees and took a shaky deep breath.

"If she remembers anything, she has to be taken out. Take her back up to the diner." Garret sighed. I felt Grant slip his arms under me.

•

I woke up in my bed. Grant was sitting on the edge of it. I immediately sat up and pressed my back to the headboard.

"Danielle-" He started to reach for my hand.

"Don't touch me." I choked out, breathing heavily already.

"Dani. I won't hurt you." He murmured. After a while of hesitation, I looked away from him. "Do you remember anything?"

"What do you mean?" I asked, knowing exactly what he was asking.

"Never mind. Danielle. You have to trust me that I never once laid a finger on you. Never in any hurtful way." Grant held my hand. "You have to trust me. If I were there when they were hurting you, I would've kicked ass. Please, Danielle." His voice was sincere and his eyes were glistening. He was never emotional. I just nodded and cried, putting my face in his chest. "I love you." He ran his hand down the back of my head.

•

About two weeks later, I was still uneasy about Grant, but we were getting back to normal..... Gradually. We actually argued one time and I started blaming him for what happened to me... Yeah. Not smart. But I did it. And he didn't talk to me for a good two or three days.

But we were okay now.

"Danielle! Give me my phone!" Grant whined as I held his phone away from us. He was laying across my body, lazily, and putting all his weight on me.

"No! You're crushing me!"

"Thanks for calling me fat!"

"I didn't call you fat! You have too many muscles!" I pronounced the 'c' in muscles.

"It's not my fault." He chuckled, putting his head down on my chest.

"And now your head's on my boobs!" I laughed.

"Then give me the phone." Grant chuckled.

"Fine!" I handed him his phone, then pushed him off me and off the bed completely. "Whoops." I looked over the edge of the bed at the laughing Grant Ward. "My bad. You were supposed to go the other way."

"I love you too." Grant got back on the bed, laying on the other side of me.

"I love you." I giggled, turned over to him. I put the right side of my body on his body, my leg crossing his legs and my arm crossing his chest as I put my head on his shoulder.

"Danielle."

"Grant."

"Danielle."

"Grant."

"Danielle."

"Grant?" I laughed. "What do you want?"

"I'm tired. It's almost four in the morning."

"Then go to sleep."

"Fine. But you're staying with me." Grant turned me over and hugged me tightly, nuzzling his face into the crook of my neck before closing his eyes. Lately, he's been very cuddly. Normally he wasn't all cuddle-cuddle, but more spacey-cuddle. But I was glad things were back to normal... or half way normal at least.

Sorry for such a short chapter but I didn't want to start anything on this chapter!! Sorry!!
Kacey<3