It's time for a change [[Completed]]

It's time for a change

YES! Another Tony Stark story :p 

I slammed my fists down on my desk, staring at the Calculus in front of me, feeling the tears threaten to spill out of my sea green eyes. This made no sense. How was I supposed to learn all of this by tomorrow? I could ask dad...but he was probably too busy to help me. He was always to busy to help me. There was a knock at my door.

"Come in." I mumbled.

"Hey." My father mumbled. I nodded back at him. My father and I didn't have the best relationship. We talked more since he got kidnapped, and then almost died...but my father was terrible at being a...well father. I couldn't hate him. He had given me too much, "Jarvis pointed it out to me, that you seem frustrated with your homework..." He stood by my bed behind me, scratching his head.

"No, I'll be fine. I'll just ask Pepper for help or something." I stated looking at him. I saw hurt flash his eyes. 

"What are you working on?"

"Calculus..."

"Well Pepper can't help you with that, she's terrible at math." Since him and Pepper had gotten together I had gotten alot closer with her, but dad spent all of his extra time with her. Forgetting that he had a daughter it seems, "I can try to help you, if you want me to."

"uhm...yeah I guess..." I mumbled and scooted over as he grabbed a chair and sat next to me at my desk. I looked at my father, his chocolate brown hair had streaks of grey in it, and his brown eyes looked tired, "You seem tired, go to bed. I'll be fine. I can look it up online, or just try harder." I mumbled playing with my red hair. I looked nothing like my father. I got all my looks from my mother. I sighed, letting my eyes close. Knowing my father was watching my ever move. I missed my mother. She had to go and die from cancer. She had to leave me with the man who didn't know how to raise a kid. He pushed me and it was a good thing, but I can never work under pressure. Not with my anxiety.

"What's wrong butter cup?" He asked me. Calling me the nickname he gave me when I was 7 and came to live with him. I replayed the memory in my head.

I sat down on his over sized couch watching Power Puff girls, not knowing what to do with myself. I had been sent here, and I didn't know why Mommy had left me alone with a man I barely knew. I felt some one sit next me. It was the man, Everyone called him Tony, but I was told to call him Daddy.

"Hey there kiddo, whatcha watching?" He asked me, his voice strained.

"Power puff girls." I murmured. Not feeling comfortable around him.

"Whos your favorite?"

"Buttercup, cause shes awesome and super strong." I said, my eyes lighting up. No one ever cared to ask before him, they didn't seem to care.

"Buttercup...I like it, I'm gonna call you buttercup from now on ok?"

"Ok!" I smiled.

I was thrown out of my thoughts when I heard dad call my name, "Annie? Are you alright?"

"Uhm...yeah..."

"So do you want me to help you? It's only 8, and I think we can get this done before 10." I nodded and followed along as he began to teach me chapter 6. Surprisingly he was very good, and he helped me. He even gave me tips to remeber some of the formulas for tomorrows test.

He yawned as 10 o'clock came around, "Alright, time to go to bed. I'll see you in the morning kiddo." He kissed my head and left my room. I sighed and said goodnight. I wasn't tired, I was wide awake. Mainly because I was happy that he had the patience to help me. We had never spent so much time together. I walked into my bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror before I hopped in the shower. My small frame, looked pale and I looked sickley almost. Well I knew why I looked sickley. I hadn't been eating. I haven't been hungry and I felt fat. I was basically anorexic, I won't lie, but it wasn't my fault. Every time I ate it made me feel sick. So I just stopped eating. It's not like anyone noticed. I woke up in the morning and grabbed some orange juice as dad and Pepper woke up, I was at school for lunch, and then at Dinner they would eat together usually in his lab, and I would fend for myself. They didn't go clothes shopping with me, well Pepper did, but that was because I was only 16. And I wasn't able to drive alone yet. I only had my permit. She didn't question me when I went to grab size 2 or 3s because she was just as small as me. I told her when she asked why I seemed to look unhealthy I just said I was feeling alittle under the weather. It was partly true. I've been feeling under the weather. It is winter after all, and winter in Malibu, California is cold to me. It actually gets pretty cold. I got in the shower, and cleansed myself. I had a long day of school tomorrow, and having this be my Junior year of high school it was important. Dad had raised me, and I was basically next in line to run Stark industries. I knew I could do it, when it came to technology I was pretty smart. I just wish that  had a choice. It wasn't that I didn't to do it, I just wanted him to ask. I walked into my room and changed into some pajamas. The shower had made me feel somewhat tired and I figured if I laid down sleep would over take my tired body. I put on my pajama pants and a tank top. Noticing that both were slighly baggy on my now. I would need to find a way to eat tomorrow. I didn't know what I would eat, but I'm sure I could find something small like fries to munch on slowly. I fell asleep not long after I went to bed. With dreams consiting of my father and mother together and happy. With me by their side. Don't get me wrong, I loved Pepper and she made my father happy, but I just wanted to be happy. And I just couldn't seem to be happy....