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Your attempted suicide

I don't have all the Marvel characters done yet, only these two. I want to update a bit for you guys, so heres this. These ones are kinda hard for me to write since I relate to it..

I'm gonna do all the characters, but this is all I have for now. 

ALSO TRIGGER WARNING, PLEASE DONT READ IF YOU DONT LIKE TALK OF SUICIDE!

Anyways, I hope you enjoy

Tony: You sat in the dark room on the soft bed, waiting. Just waiting until everyone leaves. You were gonna end it one way or another. The pill bottle sat on the nightstand, mocking you, as you stared at it. If you down all of them, then it would be a guaranteed death. 'No one wants you here anyways!' the voice in my head shouted. 'You are nothing to the team OR Tony. I bet he only keeps you around to keep up his image. Why would anyone want you?' it continued.

You shook your head and grabbed the bottle. You needed to end all the voices and never ever breathe again. The bedroom door was locked, as far as you knew, and you didn't care anymore. "No one would come looking for me." you mumbled. The pill bottle was open and you dumped the content into your palm. You took one last glance around the room and took a deep breath. Unaware that Jarvis had told Tony and he was rushing down the hallway...

Just as they touched your lips, your door flew open and Tony batted them out of your hand. You shouted and began trying to get them off the floor. He grabbed you by the waist and pulled you away from them. You could hear his sobs through yours as he placed you on the bed and clung to you tightly. Sobs filled the room as you repeated "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." over and over again.

Tony didn't say anything but pushed your head against his chest. "I love you (Nickname), don't you ever, EVER do that again!" he bawled. "I'm sorry dad, the voices won't shut up!" I whispered back. "We'll work on it. You. me and the team. We'll all help you. I don't want to lose you ever." he replied in a soft tone.

Steve: The rope dangled from the ceiling, taunting you in it's wake. You doubled checked to make sure the note was in your pocket. The door was locked and your phone was off. No distractions. A tear ran down your cheek as you made your way to the chair under the rope. You stepped up and grabbed the noose. "Goodbye everyone." you muttered and stepped into it. The air seemed to be sucked from your lungs as the rope tightened around your neck. The chair was kicked away, out of reach.

A loud bag was heard from the doorway, and before you had time to react, the rope was cut. You fell to the floor, sputtering and coughing. Strong arms wrapped around your frame, pulling you over to the bed. Steve. Tears finally bursted out, and you clutched onto Steve. "Dad, I'm sorry, so so so sorry." you sobbed.

Steve didn't say anything, but held you tighter. Finally your sobs ceased and Steve spoke up. "(Y/N)..." he trailed off, he sounded so heartbroken. "Why?" he whispered into your ear. "The heavy feeling in my chest won't go away, dad. I'm scared and the only way I thought I could get rid of it was to die." you gasped. "(Y/N), never ever think that. There's always another way to go. I can help, hell, even Tony can. I just love you so much and don't want you to leave me. No father should have to bury their own daughter." he muttered into your hair. You nodded "I understand dad, I just need help. Can you help me?"

"Of course, (N/N). You'll never be alone."

If you guys could check out my new stories "The boy with red eyes" and "The Insane Adventures of Jupiter and Charlotte", I'd love you guys a lot. Some of you said that you would read a story that I write that wasn't fanfic and the Insane Adventure one is, so please give it a read.

Thanks! And I'll update the rest soon.