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So I got the idea for this from listening from the song Bleed Red by Ronnie Dunn and I thought it went well with my Avengers/X-Men story. This happens before The Avengers: The X-Men Initiative and is basically a look into Freyja's relationship with Tony. Hope you enjoy.
"I can't believe you! You're mad at me for a stupid car?" I asked. I had accidently hit it when I was testing my new suit and my dad was furious.
"It's not just a car! Do you know how hard it was to get that?" he asked. I snorted and rolled my eyes at how angry he was over a fricking car.
"For you, not very much I'd assume. I mean you're Tony fricking Stark, you get whatever you want!" I yelled. I was supposed to be spending the week here to help Pepper with some things but I'm not sure how much longer I can stand being her.
"Oh, I get everything I want? What about you? You were daddy's little princess once upon a time." He said. I rolled my eyes and turned to walk out of the kitchen, where I was blissfully eating in silence before my father came in.
"Right, and then I grew up. Y'know what? Sometimes I wonder why I even hang around here and answer your calls." I said before walking out of the kitchen, passed Pepper, and out the front door.
I got into the car and checked my phone before pulling out of the driveway and going for a drive. I turned the radio on and nearly laughed at the irony of the song.
"Let's say we're sorry 'fore it's too late"
"Right, that's never gonna happen." I said to myself. I left the song on and continued on, just driving around.
"Give forgiveness a chance
Turn the anger into water
Let it slip through our hands"
I tightened my grip on the wheel as I thought of the last time my father ever forgave me and sighed when I realized that he always did, but only after I said it first.
"We all bleed red, we all taste rain
All fall down, lose our way
We all say words we regret
We all cry tears, we all bleed red"
Images of my mother and brother flashed in my head and I remembered the tears in my father's eyes at their funerals. I remembered that I told my father that I hated him for not saving them and the deep regret I felt when I saw the hurt and pain in his eyes.
"If we're fighting, we're both losing
We're just wasting our time
Because my scars, they are your scars
And your world is mine"
This reminded me of the first time I had a fight with my father. Both of us ended up in time out when my mom walked in and saw that I threw some, well actually a lot, of my finger paints at my father.
"You and I, we all bleed red, we all taste rain
All fall down, lose our way
We all say words we regret
We all cry tears, we all bleed red
Sometimes we're strong, sometimes we're weak
Sometimes we're hurt and it cuts deep
We live this life breath to breath
We're all the same, we all bleed red"
The first time I rode a bike came to mind. I think that was the year before my brother was born. It was starting to rain and I crashed into something and skinned my knees. My father picked me up and brought me inside. I smiled the whole time because my father was actually around to do something.
"Let's say we're sorry 'fore it's too late
We all bleed red, all taste rain
All fall down, lose our way
We all say words we regret
We all cry tears, all bleed red
Sometimes we're strong, sometimes we're weak
Sometimes we're hurt, it cuts deep
We live this life breath to breath"
I realized that I had somehow made a big circle and had stopped in front of my father's house. I sighed and looked at my phone and noticed that I had a missed call and a voice mail. I checked it out and was very surprised when I saw my father's name flash across the screen.
"Look, Ana, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have yelled at you, can you forgive me?" I looked at my phone and shook my head. I pulled into the driveway and slowly made my way up to the house. I knocked on the door and smiled when Pepper answered the door.
"Come on in, Ana." She said. I smiled wider and followed her in.
"We're all the same, we all bleed red"
