"I don't want another! It was- it was the first..!" she sobbed out as she stopped herself. She looked down at the ground as she wiped her tears
"This is why.. this is why I've never had nice things" she mumbled to herself
"I somehow seem to ruin it" she turned on her heel and walked out of the room, waving her hands to put the living room back to normal
Once she left Tony turned back to the others. His eyes confused and slightly wide
"Did any of you catch what she said at the end?" He was hoping one of the supersoldiers had heard it but sighed when he got a shake of the head in return
"Jarvis?"
"She said 'this is why I've never had nice things. I somehow seem to ruin it"
"What does that mean?" Steve questioned what everyone was thinking
"Well, does anyone know anything about her past?" They all looked to each other
"Jarvis. Put up everything you have of Anastasia Davis" Jarvis' holograms pulled up around them all and they all started going through the information
"Anastasia Davis lived with her parents. Marshall Davis and Jennie Davis. Lived in 11 homes since birth. Both earned less than a needed salary. Parents reported 21 break ins in the house and shootings in the area"
"This is lady Anastasias life?" Thor questioned which got an angry look from his brother
Tony stalked out without another word and went to her room but once he got there he noticed the window open and sighed. She had gone.
He went to turn out of the room but something caught his eye. It was notebook that seemed partially under her pillow
He walked forward and picked it up. He debated on not reading it but his curiosity got the better of him and he opened the first page
Dear diary,
My dad never cared. And despite our living conditions I just wished he would just say; 'Straighten up little soldier, Stiffen up that upper lip. What you crying about? You got me'
He was always gone. Just like my mom doing god knows what. But he would always tell me he was trying to give me the life he never had
He never saw it in my eyes when I'm sad, even when I smile, even when I laugh. He can't see it in my eyes, deep inside I wanna cry. Cause I'm scared. They ain't there. He's never with me in my prayers. But in my nightmares
Daddy's always on the move, mamma's always on the news. They don't try to keep me sheltered from it, but somehow it seems, the less that they try to do that, the more I see them differently
I don't think they planned it to be this way, my mother and him. But things have gotten so bad between them, I don't see them ever being together ever again, like they used to be when they were teenagers
Maybe one day we'll wake up, and this will all just be a dream
Huh, it's funny. I remember back one year when my parents had no money. They went out chrismas day and I sat under my makeshift tree in my room that I made out of boxes and wished for something better
It turns out he didn't have a job and my mom worked as a waitress some nights. She could've done more, but she didn't. And at the time every house that we lived in either kept getting broke into and robbed or shot up on the block. I was trying to save money for myself in a jar so i could go to college. Almost had a thousand dollars of change from doing peoples homework and babysitting till someone broke in and stole it
And it hurt so bad, it broke my 13 year old heart
And it seemed like everything was just startin' to fall apart. Mom and dad was arguin' a lot, so momma moved back on the Chalmers in the flat one-bedroom apartment and dad moved back to the other side of 8 Mile on Novara. I had to stay with mom and I would sleep on the floor in the living room
Then I started seeing dad on the T.V. My mom didn't like it, said 'i was too young to understand' but I was smart for my age. And I knew. Papa was in a court case trial, and mom developed a habit. And it all happened too fast for any one to grab it
When I moved into the avengers tower I escaped everything. My mom who now lives with my gran and my father who's in jail. They didn't realise it but they're more family than I could ever ask for
Especially Tony. He was like the father I always needed. He was there. In his own way and I was forever grateful
He brought me a neckless. I carry it on my neck all the time now because it's so pretty. But I don't care about that that much. It's the fact it was the first present I've ever gotten. And he didn't get it cause he needed to, or because it was an occasion. He got it because he wanted to, because he thought of me when he brought it. It's all I've ever wanted
He's my hero, Love Anastasia
Tony shut the book, his eyes glistening with tears as he sniffled but he froze when he saw Ana climb through the window, she still had a few tears running down her cheeks and her eyes were rimmed red. Anastasia didn't notice him until she was fully inside and once she did she looked from the book in his hand, to Tony's teary eyes
He put the book down and strode forward before bringing her into the tigtest hug he could muster. She hugged him back, both of them silently crying but he made sure when he spoke she could hear him
"And if you ask me too. I'm gonna buy you a Mockingbird, I'ma give you the world. I'ma buy a diamond ring for you, I'ma sing for you
I'll do anything for you to see you smile. And if that Mockingbird don't sing, and that ring don't shine I'ma break that birdies neck. I'd go back to the jeweler who sold it to ya, make him give me every karat, don't fuck with dad"
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