Warning: A few swears, Mentions of bullying,
Talk of the accords, The plan and sides

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Hey Sweetheart. I'm able to pass by tomorrow to see you just for a few minutes. I'm with Buck and he says hi. Now Sam's arguing over a bag of chips. I'll see you soon.

Was the last thing you have heard from your father. At least he was able to come over today. So you'll probably just have to wait until your classes were over to see him around 4. That's usually the time he was able to make it. If not, then around 6.

Did your morning routine, showered, got dressed, ate breakfast and grabbed your school supplies before jetting it the door. You were considered smart but not as smart. You never thought of yourself as a nerd because you didn't like being categorized into a certain group.

School went on as usual and the bullies tried their best to embarrass you during it but you were trying your best to stay away. Sneaking down the halls to loose them and dodging them when you couldn't.

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After getting home, you couldn't help but felt as if someone was inside. It wasn't even 4 yet. Just 3:45pm. Throwing your bag over to the side you grabbed a nearby pocket knife that lays on your bookshelf in case and walked over towards the hallway.

Nobody was in the kitchen and living area. 'Creak' was what you heard come from the room where you slept. Whoever was here.. they were in your room. That did sound like your floorboards since they creaked at times which sometimes freaked out once in a while.

Keeping the blade up in front of yourself, you inched closer and closer towards your bedroom door. It was cracked open. You just had to figure out how they got in and why they went to your bedroom. Gently and quietly pushing the door open, you didn't see anyone at first so you walked in.

Eyes, you felt eyes on you and that was the feeling you usually hated. Feeling the presence of someone looking or watching you to see what you'd do. Except this person managed to get behind you. You took a deep breath in and out. Quickly turning to attack them, you felt their arm grab yours that had the knife and hold it there in midair. You couldn't believe who it was.

"Dad?..." you said as a smile started to now form on your lips. He looked tired but gave a genuine smile back happy to see his child. "Yeah it's me kiddo." He replied, making you put the knife on your dresser before turning back to him and giving a hug.

"I missed you. What's happening.. any updates?" You asked a little worried and he noticed, but before he could update you on what was going on.. he replied with "I missed you too sweetheart."

He pulled away from the hug and told you to sit as he grabbed your desk chair. He wanted to know what was going on with you first before he spilt his side. "How's school been for you? And how did you get a broken lip along with a bruise?" He asked

"It's been..." you looked at the ground for a second before looking back up at him. "Fine. Got bullied a couple of times. Explains the lip and the bruise right?" You admitted with a sad smile. He returned the same smile back. He really didn't like seeing a kind girl like yourself get bullied.

"Did you let an adult know?" Your father asked and you told him everything that happened. He wasn't happy. You could tell. "Please don't tell Bucky." You told him. "I know that he has a tendency to get angry easily when it comes to that."

"I know hun, but you shouldn't worry about that. Just know that me being your father and having to deal with things like that in the past makes me even more angrier than he would be. I would go into the school myself if I could but due to the most recent events.. I am unable to. I'm sorry." He told you and you just nodded your head understanding.

He then explained to you about the missions he's been on and how this accords issue had just rise. He explained what the accords were and where he stood. Not to mention who else stood with him and who didn't. When he mentioned the part about them wanting him to hand over Bucky, you knew for a fact that he wouldn't and after everything, Bucky has been nothing but like an uncle to you. So of course you were going to side with him.

Siding with Tony meant having the government to control you and only send you out when it was convenient for them. You couldn't do that. It wasn't right. I always stood up for what's right. It was what I believed in and what felt good. Not what was beneficial to just one side of the party and to make the other suffer through the consequences.

"That's wrong! What the actual fuck!" You yelled. It was easy to tell that you were clearly frustrated. He noticed it too but didn't like that you swore.

"Hey! Language young lady!" He yelled back and you nodded your head apologizing. "I'm sorry dad. It's just so... UGH." You told him and placed your head in your hands. He placed a hand on your shoulder in a reassuring way. "Hey.. I know, but we're trying and all we can do at the moment is fight for what we believe in and what is right. Just like how we've always been."

What he told you made you look up at him and give a smile. "Thanks dad. You're right. We can't just stop fighting because they're saying all of these things. I want to help." You stated. "Right now you stay safe. If I need you, I'll message you. So keep the phone I gave you nearby. Also if I do end up messaging you, I'll send someone to pick you up. Now do we have a deal?" He said and you nodded "Deal."

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