A Hot Party
“Are you sure you don’t want to go with me?” Darcy asked them for the umpteenth time.
“No.” Jane shook her head. She has better things to do. Like Thor, for example.
“I don’t even like Richards.” Clint muttered.
“Who is Richards?” Tony looked up in confusion.
“That guy who tried to beat you at everything.” Bruce offered an explanation.
“Oh. Yeah, no. Sorry, Darcy. You should ask the other tenants. Who are they again?” Tony frowned.
“Rogers, Barnes, Romanoff, and the Maximoffs?”
“Ugh, they don’t like parties, Steve was busy pining over a girl, and Pietro had something with his track team.” Darcy grumbled. She put on her black heels before she got up from the couch. “Fine. I’ll go have fun by myself. You guys are no fun.”
“Bye, Darcy!” They nonchalantly waved at her and she resisted the urge to roll her eyes again. What a bunch of nerds. She closed the door behind her and quickly went on her way. Let’s have some fun.
Darcy loved a good party, especially a party held at the Richards. Sure, Reed Richards was a dick most of the time but he threw great parties. Rich kids. Darcy rolled her eyes. It was not a secret that Reed Richards was the second richest after Tony Stark and that he strived to be better than Tony (like that’s possible). She still couldn’t understand why he tried so hard to beat Tony at everything. But she was sure nothing beats her confusion of when her friend Susan started to date Reed. Now, Susan Storm, also known as Sue, was a lovely woman. Darcy went to summer camp with her for a few years. Which was why she couldn’t understand how a woman like Sue would want to be with a man like Reed.
“Darce!” Sue’s voice broke her train of thoughts. The latter was wearing a simple white lacy dress and a pair of pink flats. She pulled Darcy inside the house, snapping at some frat boys who tried to hit on Darcy.
“How are you? It’s so good to see you again! I didn’t know you would come.” She blabbered.
“Slow down, Sue!” Darcy laughed. Her friend was already tipsy and she looked like an excited child.
“Oh! Have you met my brother?” Sue asked.
“No. He never came to the camp, remember?” Darcy replied as she looked around for drinks. “I’m going to get some drinks, okay? You wait here.”
“I’ll find Johnny. I think he’s upstairs.” Sue shook her head and quickly disappeared among the crowds. Darcy shook her head in amusement before she made her way to the kitchen.
* * *
Darcy couldn’t remember what happened. One moment she was standing by the dining table, beer in her hand; the next she felt her body thrown to a wall. She groaned in pain as she tried to open her eyes. Is that fire? Holy shit. The house is on fire?! Darcy used the table to help her up and she wobbled on her spot. Fucking headache. She winced a little and tried to find her way out of the house.
“SUE?” Darcy screamed, trying to find her friend. She would never forgive herself if Sue didn’t make it out alive. The screaming worsened her headache yet she still trudged towards the stairs. She had to get Sue.
“Hey! You need to leave!” A guy called out. She couldn’t see his face due to the smoke in the house. He tried to carry her back downstairs but she struggled away.
“I need to find Sue.” She whimpered. God, this headache is killing me.
“Sue’s already out, darling. You need to get out as well.” He grinned and she finally saw his face for the first time as he carried her out of the house. Damn.
He quickly put her down on the grass. He let out a breath of relief as he lied down on the wet grass. She sat next to him in a daze. What the hell just happened?
“You’re Sue’s friend?” He asked.
“Yeah. We met at the summer camp.” Darcy nodded, her eyes fixated on the large bruise on her arm. She was sure her back didn’t look any better, considering the pain she was in.
“Are you okay?” He quickly sat up when he saw her winced.
“My head hurts.” She mumbled before everything turned black. For fuck’s sake.
* * *
Darcy woke up to the faint beeping noise. She blinked her eyes a couple of times, adjusting her eyes to the blinding light in the room. Her hand felt heavy. What is that mop of blond doing in here? She thought when she saw the same guy resting his head on the side of her bed. He jumped awake when she tried to move her hand.
“Oh, you’re awake!” He grinned.
“No shit.”
“I like you, Darcy.” He had a mischievous smile on his face as he sat back on the chair.
“Who are you?” She frowned. The drugs have done wonders to her body; she could barely feel any pain.
“Johnny. Johnny Storm.”
“Sue’s brother?”
“Yup. Your friends are here, by the way. They don’t look too happy with Reed.” He snorted. “One of them, the woman, actually punched him in the face because Reed said, ‘This is not my fault’ “ Johnny told her. Darcy stifled an embarrassed whine.
“Was it Natasha? Or Jane? I’m pretty sure that’s Jane.”
“No. She’s called Wanda, I think. She’s with the metal arm, which is a very cool thing. Your friend Jane offered to punch him as well.” Johnny shrugged.
Darcy snapped her head towards him in surprise, wincing at the slight pain in her head. Wanda? Wanda who barely said anything when Tony teased her and her brother. Who didn’t even cry when someone made fun of her accent a week ago. The thoughts warmed her heart. She didn’t realized she was crying until Johnny wiped the tears away from her face.
“You okay?”
“Yeah.” She laughed. “I just love my friends.” Yeah, Darcy loved her friends more than anything in the world.