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Lana - Avengers (OC)

Song: You Said You'd Grow Old With Me by Michael Schulte

I'd like to say, "I'm okay", but I'm not

It's been a few weeks since my dad got back from space with Nebula and Captain Marvel. A few weeks since I found out my boyfriend didn't make it. Since, as cheesy as it sounds, my world fell apart. My parents always say that we got lucky, none of us were snapped away. Also, my mother is pregnant, so I should be happy right now. Anytime they come to my room, I always say I'm okay. I always say that I am getting better but, to be honest, I don't think I have smiled since the snap.

Didn't say goodbye, now I'm frozen in time

The last time I saw Peter was when we were in New York. He was sent to go save Strange while I was still helping my dad. He started getting sucked up through that weird portal and I couldn't move. I stopped paying attention to the fight so I got thrown to the side while the big guy went for my dad. I started running to Peter as soon as I recovered, ignoring the pain in my ankle.

"Peter!!!" I screamed, running as fast as I could

I was almost to the portal when my dad grabbed me, flying me away for the flying donut.

"Stay here, okay? I will get him back, I promise" Ironman said and flying back towards the aliens

I shouldn't have listened to him as I did. I should've gone with him and maybe everyone would be here right now. Maybe Peter would be with me right now or at least I could have said goodbye.

You've got your peace now, but what about me?

As I think back on the memory, tears start filling my eyes once again. I'm sure everyone is worried about me. I haven't left my room since that day, at all. One of the other Avengers that survived would bring me some food and leave it outside my door, Friday announcing it for me. The only people I let into my room were my parents and Aunt Nat. Mainly just Nat, we talk about anything and everything while I paint. Light music would be going in the background, I would always start crying when we'd talk. No matter the topic, I would cry. I was close to Natasha before but she really held me above ground after Peter. I know she was probably at the same stage I was but she still put that aside to listen. One thing she always says when we start talking about those who disappeared.

"Maybe they are at peace now. They aren't living in this hell hole"

I never reply to that because you don't know what happens after death and we definitely don't know what happened to those who didn't survive.

You said you'd grow old with me

"What do you think you will do in the future," I said softly as Peter and I watch the sunset

"I don't know, but I do want to spend the rest of my life with you," He said calmly, almost in a dream-like state

I looked over to him in surprise, not expecting that answer. I go to respond while turning but soon stop myself. The golden light shining in his face, making him look like a god. Or an angel. Both?

"Holy shit, I love you," I say out of breath

"What?!" Peter said, a smile spreading over his face.

I look back on the memory with a smile as tears start filling my eyes again.

Why couldn't we just stay in that moment? Forever.