Ms. Stark [Peter Parker]

Chapter 49| The End of the Beginning

THIRD PERSON
11:21 am; Saturday- Stark Mansion

Tony awoke with his head pounding. He winced as he attempted to sit up but unfortunately hit his head on the countertop above him.

"What the hell?" the hangovered man muttered as more pain shot through him. Giving up on getting up, he dropped back down to the ground to what he believed was his bed. However, his eyes scrunched once he felt the coldness and hardness on his back. Shortly and confusingly, he realized it was a kitchen tile.

He forced himself to get up again (careful to avoid what hit his head) and looked around. The billionaire's strength didn't last long though as he got up. He stumbled over to the counter drawer and grabbed the ibuprofen. After throwing two into his mouth, he found a glass of water to flush it down.

"That's a little better..."

As Tony regained his focus, his surroundings became more clear. It was quiet. Which, in a large house isn't exactly a surprise, but everything seemed calm. It suddenly had hit him that Maria hadn't checked on him... or wasn't even around. Finding this very suspicious, he decided to go up to her room and see what had happened... to both her and him.

After going up the staircase and reaching his daughter's room, he stopped before it and listened. He couldn't even hear her, but he wondered where else she could even be?

He gingerly opened the door, to find her lying on her side on her bed. At first, since her back was facing him, he had thought she was asleep. But as he peered over her shoulder, her eyes were wide open... yet emotionless. He could tell something was off.

"Uh hello, daughter? You dead or something?" He attempted at adding humor to lighten up what was ever going on, but it had no use. He walked closer to her and nudged her slightly.

"you okay-"

"What do you want?" she snapped. Tony pulled back his hand, bewildered what was wrong.

"Excuse me?" he exaggerated his words like he didn't believe what she had just said.

"I don't want to talk. Please leave, " Maria spoke sternly. Now he was even more confused and not exactly sure what to do.

"What's a matter? Did-"

"Oh, of course, you don't remember! You were flat out wasted last night!" she yelled, now sitting up on her bed. Her father quivered an eyebrow, not exactly understanding.

"Well, I woke up in the kitchen-"

"Yes! Because you decided it would be an incredible idea to get drunk on the night of my homecoming!" she cut him off. The words stung to him, as his eyes went wide with realization.

"What-t? That couldn't have happened I..." he trailed off, trying to convince himself it couldn't have been true. He was thinking hard and remembered only before Pepper left. He hadn't intended on getting drunk if he had, so how could he have? But he would have remembered what had happened last night if he wasn't drunk.

Tony, now accepting the fact he was drunk, looked back at Maria. She was sucking in her lips, trying to hold back the tears. She rushed to get up and leave her bedroom, but Tony saw her actions and reached out an arm to stop her.

"Wait, Maria, can we please talk-"

"NO DAD!" she yelled back, although she stopped dead in her tracks. Now she was crying, which is exactly what she didn't want to do.

"I'm sorry, can't I make it up to you? What did I even-"

"No! I was having a bad of a night as it already was, and then you just set it off even worse!" Tony was lost for words as he kept his head down. He didn't intend on over drinking, he knew it must have been by mistake, but it didn't help the circumstance. He had made a promise to Maria to change who he was in the past, and he had let her down.

"I...I...I-"

"Peter left me."

The words Maria had said seemed so calm compared to what she had said before, Tony could hardly believe she said that. He looked back up at her, with confusion written all over him.

"What?"

"Peter left me. At homecoming. So I come home by myself, and I find you, wasted on the kitchen floor, wondering where Peter was..." Maria didn't even have to continue. Tony knew whatever he said was bad. Guilt instantly flooded him as he searched for words.

"Ma-maria, I swear, I didn't mean- wait, please, let me make it up?" Maria huffed and rolled her eyes as she started passing by him again.

"Wait! Is there a new phone out? How about some money? You want-"

"JUST STOP! PLEASE!" She stopped once again at the doorway. She looked straight at Tony.

"Don't you get it?! I don't want your money! I want a father! Someone who doesn't have more money than what he can handle, someone who doesn't need a suit to be powerful, someone that actually cares! And you promised me that! You promised! And now I have no one left! No, not a mother, a best friend, or a boyfriend. So please, if you want to do something, leave me alone!" she spilled all her emotions and everything left inside of her.

She breathed heavily with anger until she had calm down. Tony felt guilty like nothing before. He wasn't sure how to feel, or what to do. He just stood there, frozen with the most sorrowful face. Maria had slowly realized how impactful and powerful her words were by her father's expressions, but remained silent. Tony gulped as he felt his eyes burn, and hastily left the room.

Maria was left, shaking from tears and the angry. She wasn't sure how to react to whatever just happened. And something told her, deep down, that everything that had happened last night has changed everything.

[A/N- I am so sorry this is uploaded five days late. I've been super busy with school starting up soon. I am getting low on saved chapters, but I will be writing more as soon as possible. Hope you all are doing wonderful and enjoying the book!]