Life Dies In The End

Chapter 55

1 Week Since The Incident

We all went our separate ways after what happened. Stark was the first to leave, not without leaving me his phone number first. Then it was Danvers, she went off to try and help the rest of the planets. Then Bruce, who said he needed space and time to think. Then I left. I'm not sure where I was heading, but I couldn't stay there anymore. I needed out.

2 Weeks Since The Incident

I've found a place to live. A small log cabin, just outside of a once heavily populated town. I haven't talked to the others yet, even though I promised to keep in touch. I couldn't find a reason to talk to them and I didn't really want them to know where I lived.

2 Months Since The Incident

I almost called Stark today. I got lonely and guilty. I didn't though. What was I supposed to say? I hadn't talked to anyone for months. I did better on my own, I always did. When I was with people it always went down hill. Even with my family. First with Odin, then Ela, and now Thor. I had pushed him away. I got so caught up in the idea of there still being a way to save Loki, that I lost my other brother. It was on me, it was my fault.

3 Months Since The Incident

I did something today I hadn't done in years. I bought a pack of cigarettes. I don't know why, I just did. I told myself that it didn't matter if I smoked. I was going to live no matter what, thanks to my curse. So, did it really matter if I did smoke? I hadn't had one yet, but I had a feeling that would change by the end of the day.

5 Months Since The Incident

I spoke to Stark today. Not for long. Just for a few minutes. He had called to tell me that Pepper and him were gonna have a kid. He seemed excited about it. Good for him, I guess. I never got the chance to have kids. I guess I still could, but the idea of living longer than them was always too painful. It's why I never had significant others, or pets. Losing people always hurt more than I wanted it to.

7 Months Since The Incident

Today I was walking through town, after getting another pack of cigarettes, when a gray cat came out of nowhere. It seemed hungry and didn't have any tags, but I didn't help it. I couldn't get attached to anything again. I'd have to watch it die and I wasn't okay with that.

9 Months Since The Incident

Stark called me this morning. It had become a regular thing, him calling me almost every other day. His kid was here. It came into the world last night. Pepper and Stark decided on naming her Morgan, after an uncle of Pepper's. Stark caught me off guard with the next part. I was her godmother. Something about me saving Stark's life and I'll always be around to watch over her, unlike Stark and Pepper.

11 Months Since The Incident

I was in town again today, this time to pick up some food and cigarettes, even though I didn't need to eat to live. The cat showed up again and the little bastard managed to coerce some food out of me. Once I walked away, it began to follow me. I somehow in the end made it stay in the alleyway I had found it in.

1 Year And 2 Months Since The Incident

I visited Stark today. He had convinced me to come meet Morgan and have lunch with them. She's five months old now and making a lot of baby noises. I held her. Stark had handed her off to me as he helped Pepper with the dishes. Morgan had looked me in my eyes, immediately finding a spot in my heart. I would be there for her, unlike I was with Lila. I wouldn't let that repeat. Not this time.