For a few years now you have been an Avengers. You've bonded with everyone, and you're part of their big, messed up, family. The problem? They know nothing about your past. You have never been able to tell them, not because you don't trust them, but because you don't want to remember all the horrors you have suffered, also because of your blood family.

today

Today was a rather quiet day. No mission, no work to do... You were sitting alone on the couch in the living room, while the others were in other rooms. You were quiet, until your father walks in the door. You freeze, and you open your eyes wide. He was the root cause of all your horrible past.

"Y/N, my love," he says in a stomach-turning tone. "What the fuck are you doing here?" you say coldly, happy that none of your teammates are in that room. "I was looking for you, you don't know how much I miss you" he takes a step forward. "Stop. Don't take one more step. Turn your ass around and leave. I don't want to see you" you say even colder. "Honey, stop being stubborn as always. just come with me. This pose is not for you. I gave you everything!" your father begins to raise his voice. "No, you took everything away from me. you killed me!" you raise your voice too, and you snap your feet. "How dare you say this to your father?! I've always been by your side, even when you were telling everyone your bullshit!" he snap "It was never just bullshit!" you continue, but you don't realize that the rest of the Avengers were at the door jamb, but you hadn't noticed.