X-Men Imagines

Suicidal thoughts

Logan:
He stood there and watched you stare out the window. You were scared, yet content with your thoughts. Your mind wasn't a safe place. You could feel him wanting to help, but not having the courage too. He didn't want to see you die. He walked towards you, your legs close to your chest. You cried constantly. He put his hands on your shoulders but you couldn't help to cry more. You were tired of your mutations and wanted it gone. But he loved you for who you were.

Wade:
"If you wanted to kill yourself, why didn't you just do it?" Wade was angry with you. You stood across from him in your room. You were always scared when he got hurt. "Wade--"
"No, you have to talk to me!" He yelled. The bed was in between you two and he didn't want him near you. He was scared of losing you. Any time you got mad at each other he'd shoot himself in the head to make you feel bad. Tonight scared you the most. He stood on the other side of the bed and grabbed his gun. You jumped on top of the bed and kicked his hand.
"I love you. I don't want to hurt you." I looked him in the eyes.
"I don't want you too." He grabbed you and kissed you.

Charles:
He read your mind, that's how he found out. You loved him, but your mutation has gotten in the way of you two. He couldn't sleep knowing how you felt so he stayed up, next to you. "I don't know what I'd do if I lost you." He whispered to you. It made you feel worse. You cried until you couldn't anymore. He loved you, and you didn't want that to change. He'd force you to eat, and took care of you. But you couldn't stop the feeling. You wish you could. You couldn't loose him.

Erik:
Erik loved you, once he found out about you it crushed him. He didn't talk to you and ignored you as much as he could. You finally got tired of it. Him ignoring you made you crazy. You watched him train with Raven and you could stop yourself. "Erik?" This was the first time you'd seen the sun. "Not now, (Y/N)." "Erik." You said louder. He whispered something to Raven then walked you into the house. You two walked into your room and he slammed the door. A long pause. "Why didn't you tell me." He began to choke. "I didn't want to--"
"What? Didn't want to hurt me?" He sat on the edge of the bed. Avoiding eye contact. You stood in front of him. You ran your fingers through his sweaty hair. No words. He pulled you closer to him. Pulling you on top of him. All he did was kiss you.