Three days passed, and in that time Tony had begun to call in favors to collect intel on the guy that had hurt Ned. Mya had gone to visit her friend in the hospital with Clint as a tag along this time, and had come back to the compound sporting a bruise on the side of her face, a split lip and looking more world weary than any sixteen year old should ever look.
Of course when Tony had asked her what had happened, she hadn't told him anything. She'd merely shrugged off his question and walked off with the help of her little black kitten. Which had been fitted with a nice collar, leash and harness earlier that day to finally begin it's training as a service animal.
Tony had watched her leave, noting the way that she looked almost defeated before turning to Clint who was practically vibrating with rage where he stood.
Turns out, visiting Ned had been an bad idea. Especially since his girl blamed herself for what had happened to her friend and had felt the insane need to apologize to Ned and his family for it. Clint told him that the second that she told the boy's parents that it was her fault, Ned's mother lashed out violently.
She'd hit Mya three times and then shoved her into the wall really hard all while screaming at her that she was never to come near her son again. He even mentioned that things might have gone much, much worse for Tony's girl if he hadn't stepped between the woman and Mya as soon as he realized that she hadn't intended to stop physically attacking her.
Needless to say, his poor girl didn't leave her room again for several more days. Not even to come out and get herself some food.
And to say that Tony was absolutely livid at the turn of events, would be a gross understatement. It had taken some very careful negotiations on Pepper's part to prevent him from putting Ned's mother in jail for striking a minor.
After that, they had all played the waiting game.
That first day, Tony could be seen on occasion, standing outside of the girl's bedroom, simply trying to coax her out as she had cried. After that, the rest of them had decided to try and help get her to come out too.
It hadn't worked. But at least after day three she had finally worn herself out so much from crying that it no longer mattered if she came out or not.
It would take another two days before she would finally leave her bedroom for any reason at all. And when she finally did, it wasn't for very long. Only long enough to grab a sandwich or something, tell Tony that she was alive- and then to walk off again.
To be perfectly honest, the week afterwards wasn't much better for the kid since it was the week that she finally laid her aunt to rest. Everyone attended the service to show their support.
Tony had had Pepper help Mya clean up some, grab a shower, style her hair, and so on before putting her in a nice black three piece dress outfit consisting of a crisp white button up shirt, an ankle length skirt, a black ribbon that was tied into place around Mya's neck, and a jacket.
Her long dark hair had been straightened again. And pulled back into twin ponytails on both sides of her head, and dressed up a bit with more black ribbons. The only pieces of jewelry that she had worn to the service, were a pair of old, yet very well maintained white pearl earrings that had once belonged to her aunt.
Tony had dressed himself as if he were going to the funeral of an old friend. And once the service had started, it was easy to see why. Especially when he had gotten up in front of everyone to give a unforgettable eulogy that had everyone both in stitches in one moment, and in tears the next.
All in all it was a lovely service.
And when it was time to head out to the graveyard, everyone piled into one of Tony's limo's and let the driver drive them all out to the grave site where Tony had carefully led Mya through the cemetery. Only pausing once to catch her when she had tripped on an old grave stone that he'd not seen jutting out of the ground due to it being covered in tall grass and weeds.
Upon reaching the grave site, Tony stood behind Mya as her aunt's urn was placed in a little hole in the ground and quietly buried. Mya didn't say anything. To be honest it was as if she were numb to what was going on around her.
Not that Tony nor anyone else seemed to blame her any.
Between the accident that had killed her aunt, losing her sight, the attack on her friend, being forbidden to ever see and talk to him again, and now laying her aunt to rest- it was a wonder that she hadn't had some sort of nervous breakdown yet.
Once they finally returned to the compound some time later, Tony surprised everyone with an buffet dinner, some nice wine- well, soda in Mya's case, and he and everyone else sat down to listen to Mya talk about some of the things she and her aunt used to do when she was a kid.