Moonlight // IronStrange AU

Chapter Ten

**Stephen's POV** TW: Self Harm

June 11, 2010
4:32 p.m.

That was it, I knew what I needed to do. I knew that I had to go back to the school and make sure that Logan get's what he deserves.

I had no idea who Tony was, all I knew was that he was a handsome, hurting boy that I felt all kinds of feelings for. I knew that I needed to protect him.

I walked up to the main doors of the school and peered in, school had ended about an hour ago so I knew that no one would be inside but it was better to check anyways. I went to turn back and walk home until I spotted a black haired boy in a dark green sweater. I knew that sweater anywhere, I had hung out with Thor a couple times and saw Loki around their house. I tilted my head up and walked towards him, mentally preparing myself to best the hell out of this kid.

He was walking ahead of me by the time I got up to him and grabbed his shoulder. I lifted my fist to make the first blow until I saw his face; it was stained with tears and bruised around his eyes and cheeks.

I lowered my fist and looked down at his neck where I saw a slit, it wasn't deep and it looked like it had already callused over but I could tell that it was new.

"I'm sorry.." Loki whimpered as he held up his arm to shield his face from me.

His sleeve loosened a bit and I could see on his wrists and forearms were deep and painful cuts.

I grabbed his hand and put it down since I didn't want to touch his arm. I began to cry.

I pulled Logan in and embraced him, we stood there like that for about 5 minutes.

"I didn't want to. Stephen I didn't... I didn-"

"I know you didn't."

I realized that I couldn't hurt him because he hurt Tony, he did it because he had no choice to and I can tell that he regrets it with his whole life.

I let go of him and brushed away his tears with my shirt sleeve and walked him back to my house. Once we got there I bandaged up his arms and cleaned the cuts on his head and neck.

We made a deal that once Tony became more stable that Logan would go visit him and tell him what happened. He left my house and I assumed he went back to his place.

I sat down on my couch and sobbed, I had no idea what to do or how to help Tony.

I opened my phone and left him a text that hopefully he would he able to read soon, before I regretted it.

"Hey Tony, please be okay. I love you."