[2] FAR FROM HIM // t.stark

Chapter Five

I was watching the TV when Morgan came with her toy bunny in her arms. When she got up and took a seat beside me, I rolled my eyes and glared at her. I don't know where she got the idea that we're that "close siblings despite the age gap" immediately after a well-spent evening. I scooted away when she intended to cuddle with me, but when she didn't get the warning, I pushed her, clicking my tongue. Good thing she ignored rather than run to tell Mom.

Morgan is not mean, but still I waited for her to say something that will hurt me and my memories. She loves to ask about Dad, said she wants to get to know Dad better from someone who's closed with Dad. I have no idea who told her that, but I can assume it's either Mom or Happy. I was fine when she tells me her memories with Dad, but the more she does that, it angers me. Because Dad is gone but she says it like Dad will come back.

She was silent for a few seconds, as if finding the courage to talk to me. 'Harley is nice.'

I silently scoffed. I already know where this conversation going.

'He taught me how to take care of Dad's watch,' Morgan continued while she played with her toy bunny. My mind raced back to the watch-looking-ironman-glove that Dad used when fighting Bucky Barnes a.k.a The Winter Soldier back in 2016. It was intense. If Mom was there to watch, I don't think she could handle it. And little did Morgan knows, if it weren't because of the watch-looking-ironman-glove, Dad would lose a hand.

'He said that the watch needs extra care because it's a multi-functional watch. What's that mean?'

'What, Harley didn't tell?' I asked, and it didn't surprise me when Morgan said no. I shifted in my seat. I don't know if I will ever get comfortable telling Morgan about Dad.

'He said that you're pretty.'

Instead of doing a flip at my heart, I spontenously throw my head back as I laughed and shook my head. Does he realise that I'm older than him? Or he's just didn't care?

'When will he come again?'

Already asking about him?

'Or maybe we could visit him!' Morgan suggested hopefully. 'Where does he live?'

'Stop it, Morgan!' I warned her.

She looked up at me with her puppy-dog eyes. 'Sorry,' she said as she coward away whilw hugging her toy bunny. I saw her eyes get glassy from the reflection from the TV.

I stared at her for a few seconds, wishing that I could just let eveything on my mind and in my heart out loud because my current life is not right. Do five years really long until we lost everything? Who should I blame to? Mom? Dad? Myself? Sometimes, I wish I still live in our old mansion in Malibu. Our lives there were perfect. That mansion was perfect. I have my own chamber, my own study room, my own play/dancing room where I used that room for my time alone. Nobody dared to get close to me if they knew I was at the dancing room because that is the place where I let my anger out. Mom knows. Dad knows. Happy and Rhodey know. But I'm angry right now, where should I let my enger out to? Screaming at the lake?

Morgan raised her eyebrows, probably wondering why I stared at her without giving any answer. Good thing Morgan didn't ask anymore questions after I rolled my eyes at her. Otherwise, I'd get piss and leave her.

I continued to keep quiet meanwhile she continued playing with her stuff bunny until she fell asleep on my lap. I can't do anything about it. Not that there's anyone else who is going to tuck to her bed and I can't leave her on the sofa. One time when I left her alone at the sofa, she screamed like a maniac in the middle of the night even though I left the family room bright. And Mom was usually still at her home office, working from home when I go to sleep after tucking Morgan.