Marvel Oneshots (Y/nxAvenger)

Part 3 - Last Birthday?

(Y/ns pov) (tw mentions of suicide and sh)

"For the last few days, I've spent all day sitting in my room alone. I don't seem to want to be around anybody. I haven't eaten in the last 2 days, I haven't changed my clothes either. It's my birthday tomorrow but I'm not at all exited. Maybe it's because it's Thors birthday too. I don't really like sharing my birthday with people I know. It's just one of those things I guess. Tony's been away on a mission, he gets home in 4 days. I miss him alot and I can't wait to see him. I'm going to actually get some sleep tonight. Xx" I put down my pen and closed my diary. After putting on a jacket, I headed downstairs to get a drink. As I walked through the main room, Peter, Nat and Steve were setting up decorations and putting out lots and lots of gifts for him. I quickly went to the kitchen and walked back to my room.

The next morning, after about 3 hours of sleep, I finally woke up and went to have a shower. I turned it as cold as I could get it to go and stepped in fully clothed. I stood there for a while then proceeded to wash my hair. After my shower, I put on some dry clothes and my lucky socks. I could here everyone downstairs talking and laughing. I sat down on the balcony where they couldn't see me and just watched. Around 5 minutes, I went back to my room and grabbed the little muffin and the candle I had hidden under my desk. I lit the candle and held the muffin in my hand. "Happy birthday to me. Happy birthday to me," I whispered beginning to tear up, "Happy birthday dear y/n. Happy birthday to me." I blew out the candle and ate the sad little muffin. Once I had finished, I went over to my desk and grabbed my diary. "Dear diary, It's my birthday today. It's nothing worth celebrating. I woke up, had a cold shower for about 40 minutes as I had nothing better to do, watched everyone enjoy themselves and watched a bit of tv. That's it. I did also eat the little muffin I bought. It was actually quite nice. Everybody else has just forgotten about me, I'm used to it now though. At least this will be my last birthday. I'm going to leave my diary out. This will be my note I guess. I don't really feel like I deserve any of this. I just feel like everybody hates me. I've had such a shit life. I don't want to hurt Tony but I honestly cannot live like this anymore. He doesn't know that I cut myself, he's never noticed my scars. To be honest all the ones for when I was with Bucky, they're nearly fully healed but he's never really had the chance to see the new ones. I just like the pain. It's currently 9:28pm on Sunday 21st May. My birthday will be over soon. And so will my life. Goodbye." I closed the book and took a deep breath while wiping the tears from my eyes.

I wrote a quick note on a scrap of paper that read 'I'm sorry Tony. I love you' and left it on my bed. As I clambered out my bedroom window, I looked into where the rest of the avengers were and whispered 'goodbye.' It was cold and very dark outside. There was lots of black clouds covering the stars as if it were to rain. I walked down the empty road hearing nothing but the sound of my own footsteps and my heavy breathing. I was just walking. I don't know where or how far I was going. A rain drop fell on my shoulder, another on my face and a third on my hand. More and more fell gracefully from the sky, creating a nice pitter patter sound on the road. I kept on walking. No cars had passed in the last 45 minutes. I felt myself begin to cry, the salty tears mixing with the rain. They won't have even noticed I left. "I'm really gonna do it," I whispered.

(Tonys pov)

I was driving down a dark country lane on my way home to suprise y/n for her birthday. I turned a corner and suddenly I saw this dark figure, a person, walking down the road. I quickly swerved out of the way. "Fucking idiot! Who the hell would be walking down a road like this at this time of night," I muttered to myself. 10 minutes later I arived home, I walked into the house and saw everyone sat together exept y/n. "Hey Tony, you wanna come join us? Thors just opening the last of his presents," Nats told me. "Where's      y/n," I asked. "I don't know. Upstairs probably, " Steve said. I walked upstairs with her big bag of presents. When I got to her room, I knocked on the door but their was no answer.  "Y/n? Sweetheart, It's me," I shouted through the door. There was still no answer. I opened the door to an empty room. I started to panic a little bit. I checked every other room in the compound. Nowhere to be found. I made my way back to her room and I noticed her diary on her desk. "I shouldn't," I thought to myself, "but what it it says where she is?" I picked it up and began to read. 'Nothing worth celebrating' 'last birthday' 'everybodys forgotten' 'everybody hates me'. There was a not on the bed 'I'm sorry Tony. I love you.' I put the book on the desk and stormed downstairs.

"YOU IDIOTS FORGOT ABOUT Y/NS BIRTHDAY?!" I yelled at them, "SHE LEFT BECAUSE SHE THINK THAT NONE OF YOU CARE, SHE THINKS YOU ALL FORGOT ABOUT HER! SHE COULD BE ANYWHERE BY NOW! SHE COULD BE IN DANGER, SHE COULD BE TRYING TO HARM HERSELF!" I took a breath and tried to calm down. "I thought you guys were better than this. I'm so disappointed. You guys should be so ashamed of yourselves. Wanda can you come with me." We walked into the kitchen and shut the door. "Tony, before you say anything, I swear I didn't forget about her birthday. You can see the presents in my room. I was going to suprise her, I got tickets to a midnight veiwing of her favourite film and I was going to take her out for dinner before," Wanda paniced. "Wanda calm down. I believe you, I just need to find where she is and I want you to come with me. The only problem is I don't know where she might have-" I paused for a second, "Oh my god, Wanda come on." We ran to my car and sped off. "When I was driving home down this dark lane, there was this person, fairly young ish, walking alone down the road, I nearly crashed into them. They had no lights or anything. I think it might have been her. I remember there being a bridge about 3 miles up the road. Shit, shit, shit," I explained to Wanda. We drove down the road and reached the brigde. Y/n was sat there with her legs dangling over the edge. "Y/N! Y/N SWEETHEART!" I shouted hoping she would know it's me. "There's no point Tony. You're too late. My lifes already over, I'm already dying. I overdosed on any tablets I could find before I left. I can feel it killing me from the inside. I'm sorry," she muttered. I slowly began to walk over to her but I was too slow. She passed out and fell forwards off the bridge. "NO!" I screamed as we ran to the edge of the bridge. Wanda used her powers to grab y/n before she hit the water. After putting her into the car, I slammed down on the peddle and sped back to the compound.

I carried y/n into the compound and went straight to the medical room with Wanda following close behind me. "Bruce, we need you," Wanda called. He ran some tests and told us there's a good 95% she will survive. I let out a sigh of relief. "I can't loose her too. She's all I have left," I muttered trying not to make it too obvious I was crying. "So, we have managed to get all the drugs safely out of her body. She should wake up in the next day or two," Bruce informed us. I nodded then wiped my eyes. "I need a drink," I said as I went down to my bar. "Tony, hey. Look I'm really sorry ok, please don't be mad at me," Steve explained as he walked over to me. "Can we see her?" Nat asked. "No. You don't deserve to," I replied, "now get lost."