*Nat & Maria & Reader

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WARNINGS: Attempted suicide, questioning yourself - please proceed with caution (and remember this is not true, this is just a story!), this chapter also mentions multiple ways to end your own life, if this is something you do not want to read please do not. 

IF YOU FEEL LIKE ATTEMPTING SOMETHING LIKE THIS SOME NUMBERS YOU CAN CALL ARE:

UK - 08006895652

AUSTRALIA - 131114 / 1300659467

CANADA - 18334564566

FRANCE - 0145394000 / 0140444645

NEW ZEALAND - 0800726666

If any of these are wrong or you know more (or some for a country I didn't add) please put it in the comments.
Don't forget there is also the texting helplines for deaf/hard of hearing people who want support, or people who would rather not talk - let me know if you want me to google any for you, I am more than happy. 

REQUEST: The reader attempts to kill themselves and Nat and Maria walk in 

PRONOUNS: they/them - none motioned/safe for all

NICKNAMES: love, dear, darl/ing

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N: Nat 

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N: Nat 

M: Maria 

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M: Maria 

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You were in pain. 
Just as you thought you'd hit rock bottom, everything had found a way to sink you deeper. 
Your head hurt. 
All the thoughts were running through your head constantly, day and night, never stopping - never giving you time to rest. 
Your heart hurt. 
Thinking about staying longer made you wonder who you were doing it for, but going made you question who would care?
You felt numb. 
While the pain was almost unbearable, the nights you felt nothing were worst. 
You were confused. 
When did it all get so bad? 

You contemplated what you  should do, the thought of even baring another day was just not in the question, but who would have to find you once you'd done it? 
That thought made you stop and think - was this just selfish?

Standing up slowly, you wandered over to your bathroom, thinking it was the first place with things you could take to end everything. 
You opened the cupboard, pulling out every pill container you had in there. 
In the end you looked down and it didn't come to much. 

Then a thought came to you - the roof. 
If you jumped no one would have to find you, you wouldn't be putting that burden on the people at the tower. 
You walked out of your room, looking over your shoulder at every second - it felt to you like everyone knew what you were planning on doing. 

The walk up there felt like hours. 
When you pushed open the door, everything suddenly felt more real, but instead of being scared like you thought you would be, you felt freed with the wind blowing on your face and the slight nip of the cold night pinching at your arms. 

When you arrived at the balcony, you stood on your tiptoes and peered over the metal banister, not even registering the coldness of the silver. 
You got this weird feeling in your tummy, as you looked down at the tiny lights of the city below, you didn't feel your fear of heights anymore; there was no rushing of your heart, there was no panic, just nothing. 

The nothingness scared you for a second, but it was okay after a while. 
With some, unneeded caution, you held tight to the railing as you slid over it, climbing to the other side. 
Your hands stayed ferly gripped onto the metal while you looked down at the city, thinking of how you got here. 

You were so caught up in the freedom of the wind of your face, that you didn't hear Nat and Maria open the door to the roof. 
They didn't see you at first, too deep in conversation, but the second one looked out they could make out the silhouette blocking their view. 

Maria stilled, not wanting to startle the person. 
Natasha stilled, knowing if the person knew they were there, they would most likely jump.
Maria opened her mouth to speak but Nat was quick yo cover it. 
She covered she over lips with one finger with a clear message of silence. 

Nat moved forward without a sound in her step, this would be the one and only time in her life she would thank the red room for something. 
As she approached the railings she lunged forward, gripping you tight around the waist, so tight it may have left a bruise. 
N:" You're not leaving today"
Although her voice was determined, you could hear the hurt behind it. 

Maria rushed forward, gripping you tight, the two of them not ever wanting to let you go. 
y/n:" Please just let me go, it's alright"

Up until this point you'd felt nothing but darkness, you were going to go through with this, but now, with two pairs of arms wrapped tightly around you, tears flooded from you. 
y/n:" I'm so-orry"
N:" Just come over this side now?"
Neither women wanted to let you go, so they helped you over the railing and safely onto the cold floor of the roof. 

Guilt hit you like a tone of bricks the second they sat down next to you.
Both women continued to hold you tight, one on each side of you, letting you cry. 
After a while Nat pulled away slightly
N:" You- You are so brave, you can keep fighting"
y/n:" I-I never, it wasn't meant to get- to come to this"
M:" We know"

N:" Do you want to get help?"
M:" You don't have to answer it now, but we have a great team of people that would be willing to help you if you did want it"


A/N: Annnnd I'm going to end it there because different people will have different answers

I was really debating whether or not to post this as it is or rewrite because I have had a bad time and it very clearly comes out in my writing, I think it was a little more descriptive to my usual work and I don't know if that's a good thing or not for you guys reading. 

But anyways, I hope everyone is okay, remember I love you all, stay safe and you're amazing - do your best today! 

xxx

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