A/n:just be aware i dont know anything about the American court kinda thing so im making it up as i go along.also to sad that im finishing the story that i haven't reread it but i didn't see any red lines under anything as i did write it sooo.

Y/n's POV

Waking up boiling alive is not the best, trying to untangle your own limbs from someone else who's still somehow asleep despite the alarm isn't the best either. However that is currently what im doing, why? Because I hate myself and set an alarm last night for some reason.

~flashback~

Tears were streaming from our eyes as we watch stark curse so many times Americans would find appalling. I hit the intercom access button on FRIDAY's system and started singing along with the rick roll. I swear i could have died at the look stark gave.

By the time stark found us we were all exhausted from laughing so long, so stark stood and stared in the doorway as we all passed him, some patting his back, to go to our rooms.

I held on to Shuri's hand as we walked down the hallway. I didn't even notice that i just dragged her into my room but she wasn't even bothered by it. I then asked siri to turn on my alarm and collapsed into bed curled into my human pillow.

~end of flashback~

I had managed to turn off my alarm and decided if I'm awake Shuri's gonna be awake.

"Kitty wake up," I whispered into her ear. I sighed when she showed no signs of waking up. I then started blowing into her ear. Im not that cruel to throw wat- hold that thought.

"AARRGGHH," Shuri half groaned and half screamed. "Bitch."

I stuck my tongue out at her, "love you too."

"Aren't you just ecstatic for today?" She asked getting out of the bed and heading over to my wardrobe to steal my clothes.

"Why what's today?" I yawned as I made my way to go brush my teeth. I squeezed some toothpaste onto the toothbrush then ran it under the water for as second then began brushing my teeth as I made my way back to my room to watch Shuri change into my clothes, as is my right.

"Uhhh court...."

"FUCK!" Im sure I saw some birds leave the trees outside.

Just absolutely, terribly, completely, fucking fantastic. Why did I forget about that, why why why, I need at least a good two or three days away from people before I can even think about doing this shit.

I felt a pair of arms wrap around me and bring me out of my head as I was preparing to overthink everything.

"Shhhhhhh, its okay," she whispered in my ear. "Lets put some music on and we can pretend that it doesn't even exist until we have to leave."

I nodded numbly as she took out her phone, "You get to pick the songs."

I took a second to think "Dirty Diana?"

"Sure," she started the song and we got ready for today. I decided to wear a shirt that belonged to Tony, but just because I felt like it, I turned it into a crop top, I'm sure they'd see plenty of evidence. Loki would be proud with the evil lurking behind my eyes right now.

(^outfit but top is obv cropped maybe in white or whatever colour you think goes best and replacing the black one they are wearing)

We held hands as we walked down to the kitchen for breakfast. I picked at my bowl of fruit, choosing to watch my princess eating her granola and yogurt.

There was a comfortable silence until the others started to come in. I could feel their stares. This brought an idea to mind.

"FRIDAY please play 'somebody's watching me' by Rockwell," I spoke suddenly, they jumped, no expecting it. They quickly got the message and started their own conversation with each other.

"Is that my shirt?" Tony asked after a few minutes.

"Was your shirt," I said barely looking in his direction.

"You stole it!?" He gasped.

"No, I borrowed it permanently," I replied and definitely saw half the avengers giggle.

It wasn't long before I found myself talking to a man who is said to be my lawyer. Although I need quite a bit about law I didn't want to be my own lawyer especially considering what today is about.

Time seemed to speed up as we waited to be let in. I already know today is going to be my least favourite day yet.

When I was finally let into the room people whispered as the saw the writing exposed on my back and abdomen.

It was a good thing I was sitting down when he walked in, he wore a huge unsettling grin as hew saw me and with each step it grew. I saw that he decided to represent himself.

I wonder if father were to suddenly find a lack of air in his lungs would I get the blame.

I didn't feel like listening for most of the day, I just felt eyes on me, especially fathers. Then came the most dreaded part of the day. I hummed quietly to myself (Je Te Laisserai Des Mots) as I made my way to the stand. Unaware that the shirt had lifted even more to reveal a lot more scars.

My lawyer stepped up first to question me. He was very nice asking questions. The answers were the answers I already told the cop a week or so ago So it was easier for my.

Then came my fathers turn. I'm honestly surprised he's even allowed considering what case this is.

"Y/n do you honestly believe you were abused?" He was already irritating me and i already wanted to cry.

"Yes."

"How do you believe you were abused?"

I glared at him, "Mentally and physically."

"Care to explain further?"

"Well you would scream insults and verbally degrade me. Also you tried to 'train' me to do what you wanted by teaching me 'lessons' where you physically hurt me. You got my brother to hurt me. You raped my. Starved me. Will I go on?"

"Its every parents right to teach their kid manners and to punish them when they are miss behaving, a slap every once and a while is excusable."

I smirked with teary eyes as he just admitted to actually hitting me.

"It was everytime you saw me, not every once and a while," I had enough of his bullshit and stood up, turned around and lifted the back of my shirt up. Showing everyone just a few of the words he had carved into me. I turned back around and showed the inside of my arms with more words. "Is that slap father?"

I saw the rage in his eyes, he reached over the stand and grabbed the collar or my shirt. I definitely winced as he did so.

"I did not raise a liar, you slut," he whispered the last two words.

I felt tears silently fall down my cheeks. I stared into his eyes, I could see the lust that he usually had whenever he saw the scars or when I did something to upset him. But because this was literally a courtroom it was hidden behind anger.

Time slowed as I waited for someone to help me. My powers forgotten. The tugging on my shirt eventually stop. And watched him being dragged away. That was clearly good enough evidence. I looked at the avengers sitting in the crowd and saw a mixture of anger, sadness and amusement form a certain god. He could tell I was kind of trying to anger father so it could be over sooner.

I sat back next to my lawyer who gave me a weak smile. I reached behind me to grasp my princess's hand. She squeezed my hand as we heard his sentence. Although nothing could be bad enough for the monster except for maybe a winter soldier, a black widow and a god of mischief torturing him.

When we reached the tower I was exhausted and wanted to cry more, however Tony decided that I was hungry and ordered me and everyone else pizza. I barely touched it but I was happy everyone else was celebrating the monster's sentence.

I curled up in bed myself wanting to be alone. I took out my phone and decided to do what anyone else would do and opened Wattpad.

——The End——

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