Heidi's POV
I was in shock. He tricked me. He set me up, to fail. He humiliated me. He never wanted me to be an Avenger in the first place.
I looked into the mirror and winced at the sight of me. I began to cry out of frustration. My hands shook as the hovered over my swollen eye.
I sat in the shower as the dried sweat and blood flooded down the drain. I didn't want to believe that my dad would set me up like that, that he could just stand there as Cap unleashed on me. That he knew that this was going to happen, he planned it out.
How was I going to face him? I sat on the bathroom floor wrapped in a towel. I just wanted to hide. I didn't want to face anyone for now. I feel so sad. He should be sad.
I dressed comfortably and crawled into bed. I watched as the sun set and it became darker. My room was clouded with smoke from stress smoking when my door opened. I looked over my shoulder to see my siblings holding a plate of food.
"Whatcha bring me?" I asked trying not to worry them. Nellie crawled up on my bed as Klaus and Kalel handed me a plate with pizza roles and chocolate.
"Oh my goodness. What a dinner." Kids in charge of dinner, can't expect too much. But the thought was appreciated.
"You did really well today." Kalel said to me. "Yeah you got some good hits in." Klaus added in pushing his glasses up.
"Oh yeah? Ya think so?"
Newt and Hero and the other boys just stood by my door.
"You did your best! I think you did really really good!" Nellie said, trying to make me feel better.
"Well," I said sitting up, "if you think I did so well, how bad could I have been."
"Come here you three." I said pulling them in tight.
This feeling never gets old. I wish I could keep them this young, and safe.
"Go. Get ready for bed, make sure all your homework's done." I said breaking the hug. They scurried out and left me with the boys.
"You should be icing." Hero said. I placed the plate down on my nightstand and sighed.
I should be in New York, ripping my dad a new one, I thought to myself.
"Well, howd you think I did, you know, pre getting my lights out." I asked slightly shifting the subject.
All at once they all clammored together.
"Brilliant!"
"You has him pinned!"
"He had no chance! You were too quick!"
"That guy didn't stand a chance."
"You most definitely won!"
I laughed at all the commotion but the sensation didn't sit right and made my chest hurt. I clenched at my side and winced.
"Motherfucker broke a rib. Or two." I said lifting up my shirt to a yellow and purple bruise over my rib cage.
"Well, eat and just rest. Take it easy for once. Well do bedtime and homework check tonight." Hero said with sympathy. I nodded and fell back onto my pillow. As they were exiting, one very handsome boy lingered around a bit longer.
"Hey." He said approaching my bed side with a little jog. "This might be a weird and inappropriate time but, do you think I could get like your snap or your number?" Harry asked at a respectable distance. I leaned up once again with the pain in my side and flushed cheeks.
I held my hand out for his phone and put my number in his contacts and my snapchat in his. I handed it back and he smirked cockily again, which I was growing to like, as if my acceptance of him was enough.
"Bet I'm not as attractive now eh?" I joked gesturing to my busted face.
He scoffed. "You kidding? Battle wounds build character darling. See this right here?" He pointed to a white scar, only about a once long on his elbow. "Fell off my bike."
"Ooo wow. Reckless." I laughed.
"I know, I know. I was wild back in the days. And here." He said sticking out his tongue with another scar across it, "Tripped on some shrooms. Jumped and overestimated my power, bit down on my tongue and went right through."
I gagged at the thought and internally cringed.
"Jesus." I said shaking my head.
"Makes for a hell of a story now though." He said shrugging.
"Well, better get back or they'll 'think I'm up to no good." He said mocking me and rolling his eyes. I threw a decorative pillow at him and scoffed.
"Hey! My face may be busted and some of my ribs may be broken, but I'll whoop you if I need to." I said pointing at him as he laughed.
"I'll wait till you heal, so you can stand a chance." He said leaving and closing the door. I smiled to myself when the door reopened and his head with his curls popped back through the crack.
"Also, make sure you answer my snaps!" He finished, closing the door once again.
I felt giddy, and important, as if this morning was years ago. He made me realize how tiny my problems were. I had to get over this ego. I had to be enough for me. I had to like who I was, not the product of my father. I have survived every time. Every moment of my life, even the ones I thought I wouldn't. This time is no different.
I laid in bed but I didn't think of this morning. It didn't haunt me like I had anticipated it would. Instead, I thought of days with Harry. The things I always dreamed of doing with friends. I thought of late night drives, trips to the beach, laughing fits, it is a serious thing to me now, to be alive on the fresh evening, in this broken world.
I had drifted off to sleep with Harry on my mind and woke up sore as a mother. I heard the kids downstairs laughing and talking and that was motivation enough to get up and out of bed.
I stepped down the staircase and the marble was cold against my bare feet. I walked down the corridor and turned into the kitchen. My stomach dropped at the sight of him.
He wiped the corners of his mouth at the sight of me.
"Hey sleepy head." I looked to Newt and the rest of the boys were still there, having breakfast as if nothing had happened.
I was never really safe. I wish I had never let my guard down. I wish I had seen this coming. I'm just a kid, not a hero.
"How you feelin?" He asked as I moved to the fridge to grab an iced coffee, with the intention to go back to my room.
"Fine." I mumbled. I eyed Newt and behind him Harry stood handsomely with bed head and he winked at me, almost making me forget what was happening.
"Huh?" he said. "I hate when you mumble." He said shaking his head.
I slammed the fridge door closed and the bottles and cans rattled inside. The twins started to cry after the initial scare of the noise.
"I said I'm fucking fine!"
I replied, louder, and more crisp. Leaving the kitchen.
"Hey!" My dad said following me while my mom consoled my brother and sister as they wailed. "What's going on with you? Is it because you lost?" He asked patronizing.
"I didn't lose!" I snapped.
"I know that bell rang when Rodgers was pinned! I know they pulled me off because the match was over! I know he cheap shotted me and I know you didn't bother coming down to watch Parker!"
I hit the wall right by his head multiple times. "You lied to me! You set me up! The both of you did!" I said pointing to Pepper from down the corridor.
"How could you accuse us of such a thing Hiedi? You're being dramatic!" My dad said from behind me. Dramatic?!
"It's not an accusation I'm not a fuckin idiot!"
"Watch your mouth!" Pepper said from the kitchen, craddeling the crying babies.
"Get fucked." I replied bitterly. "This is my house. It's in my name. I didn't invite you here."
I turned back to my dad with tears of frustration pooling in. I pointed my finger at him and pushed it on the glowing tool in the middle of his chest.
"I trusted you!" I said through gritted teeth. "You broke my fucking heart, again!"
He sighed as I moved past him.
"Heid.."
"Dont." I replied. "Just get out. Don't come around. Don't ask me for favors. Stop getting my hopes up just to spit on them. You don't have good intentions, and I'm tired."
I sniffles hard and wiped my cheeks with the back of my hands.
"Your worst sin is that you have destroyed and betrayed yourself, for nothing."
