I Think I'm Going Insane (An Avengers Story)

Chapter Three - What Did You Just Call Me?

I Think I'm Going Insane (An Avengers Story)

Chapter 3 ~ What Did You Just Call Me?

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~ Claire's P.O.V ~

I inhaled deeply, arching my back to feel the pull of my muscles. Pointing my toes, I streched out my legs, letting out a sigh. I opened my eyes slowly, but then sat up quickly, looking around. Where the hell was I? Removing the covers from my lap, I placed my feet gently on the carpeted floor, standing quietly. Seeing as though there was no one in the room, I headed to the door, stepping outside into a hallway.

There were a couple of people in uniforms walking down the hall, and they paid little attention to me. Peering down both ends off the hallway, I took a right and crept along the wall, walking on the balls of my feet as silently as I could on the linoleum floor. Stopping at another corner, I peered around, hearing laughter. I couldn't see anybody yet, but I walked towards it.

"I would do anything to get her into bed with me for just one night. We don't even have to do anything! I just actually want her, in my bed." an older male voice said in an exasperated tone, and I crinkled up my nose.

"Tony, your like thirty-five. She's twenty." a female voice said, and my breathing hitched. Me, with a middleaged man? I don't think so... I'm sure he's a nice guy and all, but fifteen years is too much of an age difference.

"She dosen't have to know." Tony sighed, and I rolled my eyes, continuing on down the hallway towards the voices. I stopped at the large opening to a room, and peered inside, making sure no one noticed me. I instantly noticed Clint reclining back into the couch, two men on his left side. The female voice I had heard was from the only girl in the room, who was sitting on a foot rest at the base of a chair, where another man was sitting.

"Don't you have Pepper?" the man in the chair asked, raising an eyebrow at Tony.

"Well, Bruce, I do as a matter of fact." Tony told Bruce, and everyone turned to look at him curiously.

"And tell me Tony, how would that work out?" the woman asked, and Tony huffed in agitation.

"I don't know! Just, drop it." Tony sighed, and leaned back into his seat. I couldn't help but giggle, and all five heads shot in my direction. My eyes widened and my mouth opened and closed, not able to spit any words out.

"Hello Claire, why don't you join us?" Clint suggested, a smile on his face as he patted the arm rest next to him. Tony's face perked up as he looked at me, before a sly smile slid onto his face.

"I-I mean, I-I'm looking for um.. erm.. S-Steve." I managed to stumble out, rubbing my arm awkwardly and looking at my feet.

"You'd rather visit a museum than be here with me?" Tony asked, faking a hurt expression.

"I-I don't-t know y-you." I stuttered, stepping back as he encroached on my space.

"We all know you want to though." he replied cockily, and my breathing hitched as he continued towards me, his eyes hard as he watched me like prey.

"No, please just, I'm gonna go." I told him, twisting on my heels to try and sprint away from him. He caught me by my waist and I started screaming, my breathing coming out ragged as he tried to contain me. I punched and kicked, trying to land a blow somewhere that would weaken him.

"Tony! Stop!" I heard people shouting in the backround, but my eyes shot closed, my hands clenching, my scream cutting off.

I dropped to the ground, clutching at my head as the unbelieveable screeching began pounding in my skull, sending me into tremors. I let out a bloodcurdling scream, and I felt a hand on my back, though I couldn't hear anything. I was pushed over, and before I could do anything else, I blacked out.