I walk into the apartment after unlocking the door, meaning mom wasn't home yet. I turn on the lights, and Ivy trots up to me. I pick her up and set her on my shoulders. She meows, purring, rubbing against me. I go and set my bag in my room and go back into the kitchen, I wipe down the table and sweep the floors. I pick up any garbage from the living room, then I bring my homework to the counter to start on my homework. I check the clock. 6:45. Mom was usually home by now. Was she working late? My heart pounds as I try to focus on my homework.
Me: Hey
Speedster: You're not grounded?
Me: My mom isnt home yet
so idk
Mr. Sass: Oh
Me: What are yall doing?
Still at work?
TW: Abuse. dont read if this bothers you. Skip to the ---- if it makes you uncomfy
I look up when the door opens and mom walks in, slamming the door behind her. She walks into the kitchen and sets her purse on the counter. I stand by the counter, watching her. "The school called me," She glares, "Said you skipped the 1st period of bio, came back, then left not 10 minutes later. Is this true?"
"... yeah." I nod
"...What? Did it make you sick?" She asks in a mocking tone.
"I-" I try to defend myself, but she cuts me off.
"Did little baby Harper feel a little dizzy?" She mocks.
"Mom, I passed out." I say, eyebrows furrowed.
"Dont you dare talk back to me. 'I passed out'. Are you really that pathetic? It's just blood" She sneers, "I swear, you're just like you're father."
I freeze, looking up at her. "I-"
She slaps me across the face. "Don't bother with your excuses! You're a pathetic, dumb child!" She grips my forearms, nails digging into my skin. "Blood is a natural thing, Harper! It pumps through your body- through your veins and arteries. There is no reason to be afraid of it! You going to see it every day of your life, whether you like it or not! You're filled with it- Its the reason you're alive! Blood cells move oxygen through the body, to your lungs, heart, everything!"
I close my eyes, trying to shut her out. This shouldn't be triggering me, yet I couldn't ignore the feeling in my stomach. I try to move out of her grip as she keeps talking about blood and the body, but she won't let go. Spots start to blur my vision, and I lose consciousness.
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So basically harpers mom yelled at her for having her fainting condition, and she makes harper pass out
Avenger POV:
Tony and Bruce sit in a lab, a picture of Harper up on a holographic screen. The screen also shows the texts in the group chat. Nat stands with them, arms crossed. Harpers last text had asked them if they were still at work. When they had answered, they had gotten no reply.
"She could be fine, she did say she might get grounded." Says Bruce.
"No, she was gone so fast. Somethings up." said Natasha.
Peter then walks into the room, "Hey, Mr. Stark. Hi, Doctor Banner. Hi, Ms. Romanoff." he greets, bag on his shoulder. Then his gaze lands on the screen. "Um, what's up?"

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Wrong Number
FanfictionHarper Portman texts the wrong number. PLATONIC TW: abuse, angst. Slight eating disorder and thoughts of SH later on. I'll put a warning before anything that might be triggering ((I don't own any characters from the mcu,) Story Rankings Mo...