Chapter 9

ᥴꪖꪀ'𝓽 ꫀꪜꫀꪀ ᭙𝓲ρꫀ ꪑꪗ ꪖ𝘴𝘴 ᭙𝓲𝓽ꫝꪮꪊ𝓽 𝘴ꪮꪑꫀꪮꪀꫀ ꪊꪀꪶꪮᥴ𝘬𝓲ꪀᧁ 𝓽ꫝꫀ ᦔꪮꪮ𝘳

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A week later_

I just kept myself inside my room for this past week, I should've listened to Mr. Stark about resting, my wounds haven't healed completely and I am now laying on the ground patching up the bloody bandages.

"Arte maybe we should go back to Jarvis to get you fixed up," Clovis sighed.

"No, to much of a hassle plus she'll snitch on me to Mr. Stark and I'll be down for maybe a month," I grumbled as I applied alcohol to my open wounds "Fuck!" I yelled.

"Please-," Clovis begged.

"If you want to help then examine me and tell me what I have to do," I groaned.

"Stitches opened up so I'm going to notify Jarvis- ."

"Nope all you have to do is grab me the stuff to suture myself," I mumbled.

Ever since Clovis's new update they have been able to bring me things from the kitchen for example snacks, paper, vodka, and basically anything I needed without having to stand up. However, right now he's being a complete ass because he wants me to get checked up by Jarvis, which is honestly dumb since they are more advanced than Jarvis. I explained to them that I've done this before when I had to do missions alone for Fury, it hurt of course, but I didn't want to stay inside for longer than I wanted because these stupid things opened up on me. After convincing Clovis for another 5 minutes and basically scaring them saying I'm losing so much blood he brought me the supplies I asked for before.

As everything was already set I take a swig at my vodka and pour some on my wound before starting the suture, I grit my teeth together as I feel the pain surge through my body from my waist "towel towel," I groaned as I start looking around me to bite my teeth down on.

"Shit," I yell lightly as I keep going and drinking more vodka.

"Arte...," Clovis sighed as they watch.

"I'm almost done," I tried reassuring them, I'm glad my hand healed even after getting a dagger stabbed through it, a few other stab wounds healed yet I still had about 2 more more to stitch up.

"I can't watch," Clovis freaked.

"Then go off somewhere I still got more to finish," I breathed out as I tied up the thread to secure the suture.

Without taking a break for about another hour and an empty glass of vodka I had finished patching myself up, I slowly crawl to my bed and lay on it filling my sheets with warm blood. I looked up at my ceiling and sighed "I'm gonna have to wash this room tomorrow."

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I woke up around 8 am of the next day.

I stand up slowly and look down at my work and smile proudly of how neat the stitches were, before giving myself a pat on the back. I wipe the dried up blood with a wet cloth and put on a long sleeve black shirt before making my way out to grab a mop to clean up my mess from yesterday.

I return back into my room not bumping into anyone assuming they must be gone, I clean up my mess as well as the mop to not get caught.

Peter came to the building one time out of the week since he's busy with school and wanted me to rest for these days, Bruce kind of shut himself away after the whole situation of that day, Bucky is no where to be seen, Sam went on a mission since I've arrived, Thor I don't even know, Cap and Nat probably kissing each other's ass somewhere.

I took a quick shower before changing into some random clothes, I walk out my room and make myself some chorizo and egg tacos when I hear someone's whine from behind me. I sat on the counter my back turned from the rooms, before I can see who it is Thor pops up in front of me near the stove sniffing the air.

"Got anymore of that?" He asked.

"Nope you can take the last one though I'm not going to eat it," I mumbled losing my appetite.

"Well aren't you a goddess," Thor smiled before yanking away my plate and eating the taco as quick as he can, I roll my eyes and began heading to the elevator to get a morning run.

"Oh my brother my pop in for a bit, it's pretty normal around here, I just don't want you to be surprised," Thor added.

"Uhm what time will he be here by?"

"You never know with Loki, just if you see a tall lanky guy with long black hair and kind of ugly that's my brother, you can tell since I'm more handsome," he smirked at me as I scoffed under my breath and walked out quickly.

"I don't think you should run or be moving around a lot Arte," Clovis spoke in the elevator.

"I've been in my room for an entire week, I just need some air, plus all I'm going to do is run a few miles," I sighed.

"What if all your wounds open up?"

"I sutured them pretty tight I highly doubt it," I rolled my eyes.

"I physically can't stop you now but once I'm upgraded you won't be pushing me off so easily," Clovis grumbled.

"Ah yes you'll be an even more pain in my ass than you already are right now," I groaned.

"Just so you know that I'll be right again and if I am I'm taking you to Jarvis, and I will be telling Mr. Stark."

I put on some headphones and sigh as the door open to the bottom floor "wow the fact that you'll really rat on me speaks volumes."

"It's not that I'm rating on you Arte it's the fact that you are causing more danger on yourself and I'm watching without even having a say in about you hurting yourself," Clovis groaned.

"I'll be fine," I rolled my eyes before I began my run.

2 hours have hit with me just running around a park when Clovis came on my earphones "your body is fine but I think if you push yourself anymore... well you know," they mumbled.

I didn't feel like arguing with Clovis right now so all I did was nod and walked the rest of the way to the house.

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As I walked into my room I began changing out of my clothes when I hear a knock at my door.

I put on a new sports bra and some pj shorts before opening it revealing a tall man with black shoulder length hair and green eyes. Some how I felt like I've seen him before and maybe I have but I don't really care as much to try to remember his identity, he smirks down at me before coughing to break out of our silent stare down.

"Names Loki son of Odin, Thors brother, and you?"

"Ana," I mumbled before shutting the door on him.

I began to walk towards my bed to head to sleep when I heard my door swing open "well that wasn't very polite now was it?" I turn to only see Loki standing at my door frame smirking.

"Get out," I mumbled "I don't even know you and I can already tell you'll be giving me plenty of headaches ."

"How can you not like this?" He smiled as he took a step into my room, quickly I sprint to him before grabbing his hand and flipping him to the floor on his back as I threw myself and pulled on his hand.

"Don't ever come into my room without my permission, never!" I yelled as I felt my eyes water.

I was upset and annoyed, all I wanted was to sleep.

I think of my room as a safe place in a way, my area where I know no one can enter. I never really thought anyone would take a foot in here nor did I think it would set me off to the point where I was about to kill. I just felt like someone wasn't thinking of my personal space when this complete stranger thought it would be funny to invade someone's privacy.

Where I used to live my parents had their own room with a few sketches of them I had drawn to remember them and flowers surrounding them, they had a space for them to rest and a place where I would sleep occasionally on the floor. Another one of the rooms is where I would pass out drunk or for me to hookup with someone, I didn't want to show them that side of me, but those two areas were on the other side of the house so no one really knew it even existed except me. However since moving here my parents can't really have their own area like they used too and sit on a shelf where I feel it's to small for them. I want to keep my identity a secret to protect myself and my brother if he's still alive, and if someone here other than Mr. Stark knows that I do have a family then I feel like all this hard work will be for nothing.

Loki stepped inside my room and I couldn't think of anything else except wanting to see his head smashed on the ground.

"Out!" I picked him up by his collar before throwing him out.

I felt my body lead me to a wall before I began punching it (teen boy moment) I didn't stop till I felt tears run down my face.

"Arte!"

Someone called as I felt my head spin lightly as I hold myself up on the wall.

"Arte!" They yelled louder as I wipe my tears, I couldn't focus, I feel so embarrassed that I'm blowing up because of an attention seeking stranger that doesn't know boundaries.

"Artemisia!" I heard Clovis's voice.

I felt my brain slowly start to calm down as I began to pace around my room.

I look down as my hands which were bruised up and bleeding, I sit on the edge of my bed before taking a deep breath.

"Are you alright?"

"I- my space, I can't even have that," I mumbled.

"Let's go clear off your head yeah?"

"Y-yeah," I stood up and grabbed my keys before opening my door and walking to the living room only to see Rogers walking towards me.

"As much as we don't like Thors brother, what the actual heck went through your mind to go overboard like that?" He yelled lightly.

"Nice to know," Loki added.

"I really need space right now Cap," I sighed.

"Well you don't get that after this stunt Ana," Nat came in the conversation.

"What's the problem then? What did I do wrong?" I asked.

"Well for starters you almost killed me," Loki rolled his eyes at me.

"I barely know this person and they think they can automatically come in my room," I grumbled.

"You could've handled it another way- ."

"Why the fuck are you all coming at me but not him?"

"Language."

"Because what you did was extreme in my opinion," Thor raised his eyebrow at me "and I don't even like my own brother."

The elevator doors open and in walks Mr. Stark with an annoyed expression.

"Now what is so important that you all have called me all the way out here?" He asked.

"Your new recruit just almost killed Loki," Nat sighed.

"Please if I wanted to kill him I would've," I rolled my eyes "all I did was throw him on the floor and pulled on his hand, if he thought he could've died so easily then he's a pussy."

"Language!"

Mr. Stark looks at me before looking at Loki, "I mean what she says is true, if that is all that happened then why are we speaking on it? Rogers don't forget that stunt that happened last time with Bucky, we all had fights with one another. So why is it wrong that she showed everyone her boundaries?"

Cap looked away and took a deep breath "I understand that and the situation we have been in is far more different- ."

"Yeah because our situation was way more serious, so get over it and stop bugging her, after all she's on break due to her injuries, also don't bug me with problems involving Ana unless she kills someone," Mr. Stark rolled his eyes before walking towards the elevator.

I look at everyone before making my way to the elevator as well.

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As much as I wanted to spend the night in a motel I wanted to go back to my parents after everything that has happened today.

I'm currently sitting on a bench staring off at the stars, I feel pretty stupid now since I'm freezing cold and only wearing my bra and shorts, but I left in hurry.

I didn't want to go back there for a while, I just wanted everyone to go back to sleep and basically ignore me like they've been doing for the past week I was in my room. After I had left I went to buy liquor and later on walked around, then my legs began to hurt and since then I've been just staring at the sky in complete silence.

I feel that this team is beyond dramatic, I do admit I did go overboard; however, that was my personal space that a complete stranger crossed. If I had done the same shit Loki pulled on me to the others they would've done the same thing and ask Mr. Stark to throw me out for invading privacy.

Yet with that asshole I was at fault for defending my personal space.

"Heh, that's pretty fucking stupid," I scoffed.

(If you are all wondering what those words at the beginning it's basically Artemisia giving her quote/ opinion?)