My feet are tucked under me as I sit in the loveseat in my room. I stare at the raindrops that fall on the glass of my window.
The scolding hot tea in the cup with my initial rests in my palms, warming me up. I sigh. I have a strange need to ask about my father today. I don't know why. Just the absence of him makes me sad, and I wish I knew him.
I need answers. Why am I the way that I am? Why can I do things that I can't explain? I fix my bangs on my forhead a little bit, and sigh heavily. I flex my fingers wiggle them, and I create a small lightning bolt that I play with. I close my eyes and concentrate. I hear thunder, and then I see lightning strike right outside my window.
I grin from ear to ear. I have never been able to do that. It means my powers have become stronger. I wonder if my father can do the same thing.
I get up and place my cup on the side table sighing. I have to know. I have to ask.
I walk into the kitchen and there my mother sits her dark raven hair flows in slight curls down her back. I got her hair, but her eyes are green, and mine are a bluish grey. So that means I get my eyes from my dad, and my powers because my mom is definitely normal. At least I think she is.
I pull out a chair, and take a seat.
"Whats up mom?" I smile but it feels more like a wince and I wring my fingers.
She sighs lowering her head; her eyes looking into my eyes. "You look like your dad more and more every day." She mumbles.
She most definitely did not mean to say it to where I could hear, because when my head snapped up at her remark. Her eyes widened.
"And I thought you didn't know who he was," my tone is harsh, and I don't sound like myself. She sputters. "I said that didn't I," she moves the papers around. The sound of them crinkling is driving me mad.
"Yeah you did." She shakes her head, " I knew I was going to have to tell you sometime. You inheriting his powers and all. Your a Demigod."
My mouth opens and closes and I furrow my eyebrows. "Who is my dad, and don't bullshit me. You owe me this much"
She smiles nostalgically. Almost as if she's remembering a past time. No kid, just a lover. A simpler time where she didn't have to worry as much about children's needs and bills, and abusive husbands. Hey eyes twinkle with love, and remembrance and it makes me wonder; will I ever feel that way about someone?
"One night I was walking down the street, and these men. There were maybe two or four of them. I had been preoccupied on the phone, and they started catcalling me. Of course I walked faster, and it spurred them on more." She sighed pinching the bridge of her nose.
"I got cornered in an alley while i was trying to lose them and they backed me up against a wall. One of them started to touch me, and I was just so frozen in fear that I couldn't even scream for help. This went on for a minute. His speaking his filth before I screamed. When I did a man. Well not a man, but a god flew down with a hammer maybe six feet away from us. He got them away from me, and took me home. He said his name was thor, and that he'd be there any time I needed him just call his name." She smiles a real beautiful genuine smile. A smile that I have never seen grace her lips.
"I called for him a week later. When he showed up he was stood tall. I didn't know him well, but I had to see him. I couldn't stop thinking about him, and I developed this sort of crush on him."
"He made love to me that night, and after we found out I was pregnant, he took me with him to his home planet. Asgard. We we're very young, and we rushed into things too fast. Right after you were born I left. We got into a huge fight, and I couldn't handle all of the fighting anymore. Im sorry."
I sat in that chair for a long time thinking about what my mom had said. I have never liked my mom. Her constantly choosing her horrendous husband over me. Looking at my mom now I still held the same amount of dislike, but no matter how hard I looked I couldn't see one ounce of dishonesty in her eyes.
"I have to go." I stood up, and rushed to my room grabbing my dance bag. I couldn't stay in this house. I needed to find him. I put shoes on my feet, and stopped as I had one foot out the door.
"What's his full name."
"Thor Odinson. God of Thunder."
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With my ballet shoes on I began to dance. The song flowed through my body, and I could see myself in the mirror when I opened my eyes.
The recital was tomorrow, and I hadn't practiced enough. I hadn't bled enough. So tonight I'll put my heart in soul in it, and tomorrow I'll go out in front of all those people and do it ten times better.
I had never felt such a weight lifted off my shoulders. I felt as light as a bird, and it was almost as I floated as I danced. I stopped for a moment. That's new.
I hovered above the ground feet pointed. I was dancing in the air, and I didn't give a damn about who would see.
I didn't hear the doors open, and by the time I realised I wasn't alone it was too late.
I slowly turned around, but I was exactly nervous. Before me stood my spandex covered friend. His mechanical eyes widened.
"Heyyy, spidey," my voice cracked a little as I finished my sentence.
"You were just. In.. in.. air.." he bends over putting his hands on his knees, and breathes in an exaggerated way. "Give me a second," he puts on spandex covered finger up.
"Listen moron, you're spiderman calm down," I say walking over to him, and patting his shoulder.
"So are you the girl with the hood, and... and.. the lightning." I nod smiling sheepishly.
"You're very good by the way.. at...Uh.. you know dancing."
A blush spreads across my neck, and up to my cheeks. "Thanks spidey, can I ask you a favor."
He nods.
"Can you take me to tony stark?"

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