chapter twelve

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this chapter will have some self harm so if that makes you uncomfortable please do not read :)

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Tony and Peter sat on the curb, eating their ice cream. "Feeling better, bud?" Tony asked. Peter didn't answer, just kept eating his ice cream. "Peter?"

"Oh, yea. Thanks Dad." Peter had one hundred things on his mind.

"Hey, Pete? Um, I know things are hard, but, um you can't do things like what you did today." Steve was so much better at this than Tony was. Steve I wish you were here, he thought.

"Whatever, Dad."

Suddenly Tony felt his phone vibrating.

steve❤️💍 is calling...

He had already ignored so many calls, he figured it was time to answer. "Excuse me Pete, I need to take this," he said as he walked away, leaving Peter on the curb.

"Steve?"

"Oh, my God Tony you don't know how happy I am to hear your voice."

"What do you want?"

"To come home. Tony, I'm nothing without you and Peter. You're my everything. I'm falling apart."

Tony tried to hold back his tears. "You should've thought of that before you-"

"T-tony, please." His voice was shaking.

"I'm sorry, Steve." Tony hung up and sat back down by Peter. "Who was that?"

"Oh, just work."

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Steve had lost hope. He sat there on his bed in the motel, wanting to die. If he couldn't have Tony, then there was no reason to live at all.

He pulled a razor out of his suitcase and removed the blade. He held the blade to his wrist, tears steaming down his face. "I'm sorry, Tony."

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