Chapter Twenty-Five: Girl on the Move
So last time Panic made her plan and we finally found out what happened between Pepper and Tony all those chapters ago—chapter 17 of "A Girl Named Panic"—to be exact. And now things are really starting to pick up with Rae being the daughter and all this stuff with Panic. Be sure to follow this story and leave me comments
A headache rips through my skull making it feel as though an alien is gonna burst from within, splattering my brain pieces all over the living room. My eyes flutter open and the room blurs in and out of focus before finally coming back in clear. A cough escapes me, my mouth is as dry as the Sahara Desert so reluctantly I drag myself off the couch and at a tortoise haul myself into the kitchen.
Pulling out a glass from the cabinet I poor myself a glass of milk, not even tempted to drink the alcohol lining the fridge door. Closing it without making a sound I shimmy my way back to the couch and look around. Laying over the back of the couch is a furry blue blanket folded neatly up like a napkin in the fancy thousand dollar restaurants. Not caring about the beauty aspect of the careful folds, I snatch the blanket from its placement and wrap the blanket tightly around me and over my shoulders, soaking in it's comforting warmth.
Even without looking in the mirror I can tell my eyes are still puffy and swollen from crying. By the time I managed to compose myself and actually fall asleep it was well past three AM. He had to have changed his might right?
There's no way he would keep me around if he didn't, right, because that defies logic unless Pepper convinced him to and promised they'd have kids together and then he'd hardly have to see me. Even that thought leave my brain dull and ends any kind of thought process. That has to be some kind of misunderstanding because he was so upset when he found out I used to hate him and if he really didn't want me then why would he react like that.
To trick you duh! An annoying voice in the back of my head said, laughing after.
My cell phones rings out Paramore "Misery Business" and I rise from the couch, blanket still firmly wrapped around myself. Leaning over I curl my fingers around the phone but there's no number, all it says is BLOCKED. Shrugging I press the call button and press the cold metal against my ear.
"Hello?" I say into the phone as I plop back down on the couch. Heavy breathing sounded in the phone's background then I heard a laugh. His laugh, the one that sent chills up my spine and and fear through the rest of me. Ian, how'd he get my cell phone number? Wait, if he has Dad he's probably got his cell phone and could have easily taken the number and called me on a secured phone.
"Ah Panic, it's great to hear you lovely voice again, how are you doing?" he asks, laughing at this.
"Oh please, stop with the formalities and tell me what the hell you want."
"I heard about her, Cathy and as you know, I don't play well with leaks. So as you can probably guess she's been... What's the best word? Eliminated."
"You... You killed her!?"
"No," I can practically imagine the shaking of his head from here. "That's what my HYDRA agents are for, and don't bother trying to deny that you know who my employers are because I'm two steps ahead of you Panic, just like before. I'll always be around Panic, you should know what you're getting yourself into before you go through with this futile plan."
"What are you talking about?" I say, trying to pretend I don't know anything of which he speaks.
"About your rag-tag superhero team of the Avenger rejects, do you honestly think they're gonna stop me Panic? You know as well as I do that nothing, and I mean nothing, stops me from accomplishing my goals I mean look at you. I wanted you broken beyond repair and here you are, just as broken as before..." he pauses. "Correction you have jagged scars from the pieces you tried to fix but I wonder what Tony and his red headed girlfriend would think of you if they knew."
My eyes widened in terror, he didn't. He wouldn't... Yes, yes he would and he probably already told someone about...
"Who'd you tell!" I scream into the phone, ignoring the group entering the room from the elevator.
Ian's laugh rings through the phone before his voice dips into the deep, almost growling tone he used when he'd hit me, hit Mom. Terror fell over me as he spoke in that tone. "Does this still scare you bitch?"
I let out a whining sound, like the kind a dog would make, he still held such power over me.
"3:00," is all he says before the phone line drops and all the sound is just dead.
Looking over at all these people I brought together, I had to tell them. It's my duty to tell them exactly what happens because it's not a good team if we hide things. Holding my phone up I speak. "That, that was Ian on the phone and he told me 3:00, any idea's?"
"Three am," Jane says, eyes going wide. "All the planets line up at three am tomorrow morning so he must be using the sun's energy to, I don't know, but all the planets will be perfectly aligned."
"Then no more time to waste, we have to do this now," and that's the last thing I say before we get on the move.