Through Her Eyes

Chapter 2

I was running through an empty field, my bare feet getting cut on the rough rocks I stood on. I could hear the shouts of the people chasing me. They were closing in. I never saw their faces. As I spun my head around to see how far away they were, my foot suddenly got caught on an unexpected root. Before I hit the ground, my mind processed how odd this was considering there were no trees or anything within an 800 meter radius that could create the root. A sharp pain went through my entire left side as I came crashing to the ground. A scream ripped from my throat, the pain intensifying with every passing second. I suddenly remembered the people after me as their shouts grew louder. Any second and they would find me, sprawled on the ground. There was too much pain to even try and stand up. I began grabbing tuffs of grass, trying to pull myself along but going at an incredibly slow rate. The last thought that crossed my mind before they closed in on me was how annoying that buzzing sound was.

I suddenly shot straight up in my bed. My breath was coming out in gasps as I tried to recall the nightmare I was having but the details were slipping away like sand through a sieve. Why were they chasing me? The annoying buzzing sound that had penetrated my dreams was coming from my alarm clock beside my bed. With a groan I hit the off button and checked the time. 7:45 a.m.

The sharp pain in my dream hadn't left when I'd woken up. My left shoulder was throbbing in pain, indicating I'd slept on it wrong once again. Ignoring it, I swung my legs over the side of the bed and stood up, making my way to the door. Without bothering to change I left my room to head for the kitchen. I use to change before breakfast, having not wanted to be seen by a random woman in my PJ's but after a while I decided, who cares? Its not like I'm gunna see them again.

I heard voices floating through the room as I made my way towards it. I instantly recognised Pepper's, obviously talking to the woman who had come home with Dad last night.

"I do anything and everything Mr. Stark requires, even occasionally taking out the trash," Pepper's voice sounded professional while still sounding condescending at the same time, "Would that be all?"

I tried to stifle a giggle as I entered the room. Two set of eyes immediately locked on me. Pepper gave me a warm smile before leaving to prepare the car for this woman to leave. The blonde haired woman (in the shirt I'd given Dad for a Christmas present, I noticed with anger) gave me a small smile and stepped forward.

"You must be Morgan Stark." She spoke with confidence.

"And you are?" I asked, in the same tone Pepper had used.

"I'm Christine Everhart," she made a movement which looked like she went to offer her hand for me to shake but stopped and let it fall by her side. "I must say, I was surprised when I learnt Tony Stark has a daughter."

"Yes well, he doesn't talk about it often. Especially since my mother was a one night stand, just like you," I didn't bother trying to be nice to these girls anymore. A small flicker of surprise and anger crossed her face before she controlled it. "She left, came back a year later and dumped me on his doorstep, barley 3 months old. Of course a paternity test was done to make sure I was Tony's daughter before he took me in. He tried to find my mother but, she disappeared. Poof." My voice had a nice dramatic touch to it as she looked at me sympathetically. "By the way, get the morning after pill. Don't want any siblings around here."

I left her standing in the middle of the lounge room, shock written all over her face, as I left for the kitchen. I sat on one of the bar stood next to the bench after getting out a bowl and pouring some cereal and milk. The clicking of heels against the floor altered me of Pepper's approach.

"Is she gone?" I asked, looking up as Pepper leaned against the bench beside me.

"Yes, Miss Everhart is gone. And I wish you would stop telling that story to every woman who..."