Warnings: Mentions about death, kidnapping, this is sad, lots of cursing, if your sensitive- then you might cry, depressing flashbacks
Word Count: 1394 Words
This was proof-read. If there happen to be mistakes still- very sorry about that <3
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Reader's Point of View.
I was smoking a cigarette. Usually I didn't, shit's bad for your lungs. I was in the middle of a mental breakdown, or so I thought I was. I'm turning 30 in a few days, boy I'm getting old. I've been walking around with the miracle grandpa trying to find things to cheer me up. He tried multiple times to get me to stop smoking but it just didn't work. I finally gave him a break and put the cigarette out.
I looked at him once I put the tiny killer down, "What now?" I asked him, he just looked at me, "Y/N you're beautiful." I chuckled and shook my head at his bizarre statement, 'I'm not beautiful, thanks for lying to me though." I forced a smile and started to walk off, cozy in my fur jacket as it was snowing a bit.
He walked after me and grabbed my arm, 'Y/N what don't you understand?" He asked.
"I understand a lot of things, but what are you trying to say?" I looked up at the handsome tall man that stood before me, "Why are you being so nice? Why do you even care about me? Why are you so attractive? Why are you so perfect? Why?"
Steve didn't know how to respond, in a response he just let go of me, "I just care about you..I guess."
I scoffed and looked at him, "Oh you guess?"
"Y/N..You just haven't been acting like yourself lately, I've been trying to hard to figure out what's been going on, but every time I get so close to figuring out what it is, you push me away. And I admit, you do a pretty damn good job of getting me to go away, but I'm not leaving like the others did. Why do you think I'm going to treat you like all of the bad men in your life?" Steve asked hurt.
I sighed "Can we just not talk about it here?" I looked at him, "We're in the middle of the street and people are starting to stare." I walked off before the police walked by. Steve nodded and looked down, following after me.
I didn't notice it until a few minutes, but he wrapped his arm around my shoulder. Why is he still here? I'm a horrible person..I deserve to be alone. "Why am I even on the team? I killed so much people..." I must've said it out loud.
Steve stopped me and looked at me, "You can't save everyone."
"Don't you think I fucking know that?!" I screamed.
More stares from strangers, damn.
"I-I'm sorry." Steve just stopped trying and walked off.
I stood on the sidewalk by myself, my phone started ringing, I answered it. "Who the fuck is it?" I asked bitterly.
"Ouch that hurts." Tony said, "Why are you being such a bitch?"
"I don't know why are you being such an asshole?" I asked back.
"Y/N/N, what's wrong?" Tony asked in a childish voice. (Y/N/N= Your nickname)
I don't know why but this made me smile, I started laughing then I started crying, "Everything is just crumbling in my hands. Everything I try to do right I just end up doing it wrong, I pushed everyone out of my life, no one likes me anymore, I'm old, I killed so much people..I can't sleep.."
"Is that what it's all been about?" Tony sighed.
I nodded but I know that he couldn't see me. "Y/N come back." Tony said.
I sobbed silently on the other end, I heard Tony ask where I was, I whimpered when I told him, now sitting on a cold bench, my hands holding my face as I ignore the rude people walking past me. I heard Tony hang up the phone.
A few minutes past and I feel someone wrap their arm around my shoulder then hold me tight, I know it's Tony by the way he smells, I started to relax, I got startled as I felt him try to pick me up. I screamed as I almost fell.
Tony laughed nervously then threw a snowball at me. I pouted and rubbed my red nose, I picked up some snow and threw it back at him. Tony tried to run away but ended up slipping in a pile of snow. I started laughing loudly, this reminded me of my childhood- right before everything went wrong.
I suddenly got a flashback, I was a teenager, I was innocent. I was taken by a group of men, they pushed me downstairs in my own basement. I saw my family, I saw them take my mother. I don't know if she is still alive or not, I just remember her screaming and yelling- the screaming and yelling stopped when I heard a car door close and driving off, there was gunshots as well but since my father was the only one who didn't have duct tape on his mouth- he told my little brother and I that they most likely were shooting at the air to make us believe that they killed her. My father was a great person. Was- they killed him in front of my brother and I.
Tony was shaking me, I started crying for my father. Tony sighed- he knew everything about me, not just because he kind of saw my file, it was because strangely I trusted him more. He never tried to have sex with me or experiment on me, he was just my friend.
I whimpered softly, a bawling mess. "I need to find her..I need to find her..I need to know if she's okay, I have to kill those bastards who killed my father, I need to know.." I cried harder.
"I thought she was getting better." Steve came back with Natasha. Nat pried Tony's hands off of me and hugged me, she got me to stand up and led me to the car knowing that I could get hypothermia if I was in the cold any longer.
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A few weeks past, I'm officially 30. A few of my old friends visited from another state, they thought they were going to have a good time but I was just stuck in the same mood the entire time, I didn't feel any type of emotion, I was just there.
-When everyone was asleep I decided to do a mission of my own, it stopped snowing so it's easier for me to sneak out of the tower. I accidentally stepped on a chew toy I bought for Tony as a gift, I guess this is sentimental to him considering he was sleeping on the floor with it.
I wasn't that depressed I was just in a certain mood, I didn't fuck with the same people as I used to. sighed and looked at myself in the mirror, I decided to not go looking for my mother tonight, but that doesn't mean I'm giving up, I just need to take care of myself.
I went to lay down in bed, "If I went out tonight there was a 87% chance of my ending up dead and a 2% chance of me finding my mother, what's the use?" I mumbled in a pillow.
There was a blue hue at the end of my bed, I looked up, there was an angelic voice that reminded me of my mother. "Follow me~"
I hesitated but I walked in, what I saw...was just so fucking..amazing.
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Author's Note: Hey Guys! Thanks for reading and don't forget to vote and comment on this chapter and recommend this book and plenty of my other books to your friends. If you want a request go on my Male!Reader Inserts book or my Avengers x Reader Book 2. Sorry that this chapter has just been so depressing, I've been feeling down for a few days so depressing chapters is just easier to write. Anyways I left this on a cliffhanger for a reason- I might continue this and I might not. I was planning for a happy ending but that's too stereotypical, I love leaving you guys on the edge of your seats so you come back for more. ;). I hope you guys have enjoyed 2018 so far- Writer out :P.

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