Some Nights ( Tony Stark x adoption fanfiction)

Sleep is my new destiny

Mishal's P.O.V.

I laid on the thin hospital-like mattress, moving my eyes across the room, monitor sounds filled the room. I looked over to my left seeing peter holding my hand, but he was out like a light. I reached my right hand towards the call button, whimpering as my arm stretched out and pressed the button softly. Peters' head snapped up his eyes going wide, he started to scramble up and head towards the door, I didn't want to be alone, so I stifled out a stay.

"I'm so sorry, Mishal, I'm sorry it's all my fault!" he cried. I could only squeeze his hand in response. Bruce walked in checking my vital signs.

"How are you feeling?" he asked, I husked out a so-so. He passed me a cup of water helping me drink it.

"You've been out a good month, so you may have to practice walking. You're mostly healed, but your ribs and femur will take a while," Dr Banner said, sitting next to me.

"We've all be worried about you, but you're gonna be okay now." Bruce panned out. I only nodded. I didn't feel anything at all, what else could I tell them. I needed my blades, any form of feeling would be great right now, I can only vaguely remember what happened, but time seems to flow differently when you're sleeping.

"I'm going to get Mr stark," Peter said, running off. I watched him go losing the warmth in my hand. Peter came back followed by Tony; he came and sat next to me, holding my hand. I looked up at him seeing a man who had aged from the last time I saw him.

"You've become old" I mumble out, earning a grin from him.

"WHERE?!" Tony chuckled.

"When am I getting kicked out Tony? I have to start looking for a place to live" I say, looking away. Tony cocked his eyebrow shaking his head.

"I took action and adopted you, I hope you don't mind" Tony drew out watching me intently.

"Are you sure you don't know me and I seem like a hassle to be around. On top of that, I am no benefit to you."I sigh, releasing his hand. Bruce and Peter take this clue to leave, glancing back to check if it would be okay I guess. I tried to sit up so I could face Tony better. He frowned at me helping me up, Tony made it easier by sitting at my feet so he could meet me.

"I did this because I wanted to, there wasn't any thought of you becoming a hassle or being a benefit to me. It was decided by everyone, and sure we don't know you that well, but that can change! We've all been through a lot together, don't you think?" he said, massaging my legs. I thought about it for a while, and it must've of been a long time because tony left in the middle of it,  I didn't know whether to believe him or not, whether he was lying or telling the truth.  Bruce came around again, readjusting my IV.

"Bruce ". 

"What? What happened? are you in pain anywhere?"He said, looking all over my body.

"I want to see or hear what happen to them. I want to see". I said boring into his eyes.

"I'll ask Tony, but before then, you should practice walking," Bruce said hesitantly, after thinking about it. I knew it wouldn't be too long until the message relayed over to the team, Friday would've informed them anyway. God, where was this bitchiness coming from, I have to get rid of it. It is hard enough not to feel or care about anything but putting an attitude on it, that was rude. Dr Banner helped me down from the bed holding me up as I took steps around the Infirmary, it was a little gut-wrenching I felt like I was in Bruce's place not long ago. In all honesty, I was scared. Of course, I was afraid, but this was my fault. I reached out to Tony, the Avengers and they were caught in it, they wouldn't have known how crazy my father could get, and that is my fault. While I simmered in my own hatred, I didn't notice Bruce let go of my hands, I paced around until I walked into someone's chest. 

"Hey, you're out of bed and your walking! Nat gave me some clothes to give to you, maybe you'd like to get out of those robes, everyone is waiting upstairs for you." Clint said, passing the clothes over to me and grinned. I could only nod towards him, stripping in front of them both and trying on what Nat had given me. Bruce helped me put on a comfortable dress, I was still in a cast, so I had to use crutches. I followed Clint out to the lounge and Bruce pulled out a chair for me, Steve and Bucky put fruits and breakfast cereals on the table for me, placing a bowl in front of me.  

"Hey kid wanna eat a little, you've been out a long time," Bucky asked me his eyes drifting to the side of my face, I guess he didn't want to look me in the eyes. I reached out going to grab a pear when I missed, I tried again and again, and on my fourth try, I got it. Frowning, I decided to pick up a box of cereal, and I missed again and again. I sighed frustrated, what was going on! I looked up noticing everyone watching me, I shrunk back a little, I shouldn't be here I'm bothering them again. I struggled to get up turning back around clip-clopping back to the infirmary, I looked up seeing the microwave door reflect my face, I let go of my crutches, bringing my hands up to my face. I hobbled closer to the microwave feeling my face, I closed my right eye expecting to see out of the left, but there was only a dull blackness, I opened my eye looking at my marred face properly.

"I'm ugly" I whispered slightly clawing my face.

"No, you're not"Nat came behind me hugging me. I flinched, but it seemed out of character for her, is everyone just pitying me.

"No, we're not pitying you," she said, reading my mind. One by one, they all came around turning it into a group hug. I lost it and started sobbing, it was very embarrassing for me. I didn't deserve this, I didn't deserve anyone. I began to lose consciousness again, but I was being held up by someone, so I guess it was okay to drift back to sleep.

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Sorry, I understand there wasn't much progress, but I needed to do this chapter to carry on the story. Once again Thank you for taking your time out to read this and vote, I appreciate it. This is what keeps me going for now.