Marvel Imagines

No Second Chances | Tony

I walked in and there she was. Sitting with Tony on the couch that I bought him as a 'just because' present last week.

The same woman he had been with the first time I caught him cheating on me was back again, with a vengeance. Sitting on my couch in a dress that left nothing to the imagination and aggressively kissing my man.

Well, her man now. I'm done.

I smoothed out the material of my beige trench coat and began walking to my room. My heels clicked as I walked, and Tony's head shot up the minute my feet were in his hearing range.

"(Y/N)," He began, "I can explain." I noticed- as I ignored him and kept walking- that he pushed her away from him. He got up from the couch, straightening his shirt and trying to run after me. I got to my room long before he did, packing a suitcase full of all of my necessary clothes.

"I'll be just a minute, babe!" I heard him say after a moment, whispering it from down the hall. He and his lady friend exchanged more frenzied words before he came running into my room a few seconds later, pausing in the doorway. He had the audacity to be out of breath-- as if it were from the running.

"Baby, please, let me explain." He said again, walking over to me. I didn't even bother looking at him as I continued doing what I was doing.

"Baby..." He whined, coming over to me. He placed his hand on my arm and I promptly batted him away, still not looking at him. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him throw his hands up, as if he had the right to be the frustrated one in the room.

"Can you at least say something to me?!" He asked, raising his voice. I finally stopped what I was doing and turned to him, my eyes icy. His own brown eyes widened, and I heard his breath hitch.

"Don't think I didn't hear you call her 'babe'," I said, keeping my tone of voice chilly. "So don't call me that. And wipe that lipstick off your face. You look ridiculous." He swiped the back of his hand over his mouth, looking ashamed.

"How do I fix this?" He asked me, and I looked at him incredulously. For a genius, he sure was a moron.

"Do you remember when you told me you loved me?" I asked acidly, throwing my favorite dress into a suitcase instead of answering his question. It was his favorite, too. I left another pause hanging in the air, just long enough for him to start shifting his weight back and forth on his feet.

"You can't fix lies. Not in my book." Tony looked at me, pained, as I put more things into the case.

"(Y/N), babe..." He began, "Just give me one more chance." I actually paused in what I was doing, pulling myself up to my full height and looking him in the face.

"I've already given you a chance. You mean to tell me you expect me to trust you again after you've cheated on me twice?" I asked, scoffing as soon as the words left my mouth.

"(Y/N)..." He didn't get to finish.

"Don't '(Y/N)' me." I cut him off, zipping my case closed. "Its Ms. (Y/L/N) to you; you are no longer on first name basis with me. Jarvis, bring the elevator up for me, please." And with a shake of my head, I set my suitcase on its wheels and walked out of the room, calling back to the man I used to love.

"I'm going to spend some time away from you," I said coolly, "And I will be back to gather the rest of my things on Thursday." His eyes went wide, and I turned away as he trailed me out of the room.

"S-so soon?" He asked, tripping over his words, and I actually laughed aloud.

"Why should I linger?" I retorted, stopping short and turning to him. "Answer me, Anthony. Why should I linger, try to save my relationship with New York's best-known playboy? Come to think of it, I should have considered that first." The last bit was more of an afterthought.

And of course, he had no answer for me.

"Well?" I pressed, tapping my crisp heel against the floor. It echoed through the hallway. "You said I was leaving too soon, correct? Give me one valid reason why I should stay and hear you out." He held his hands up weakly, dropping them after a moment.

"(Y/N), I don't know. I honestly don't have one. But I don't want a life without you and I don't want to have to live with this guilt-" I cut him off, enraged.

"So this is about your guilt!" I crowed, laughing as I walked toward the elevator. "The great Tony Stark has issues dealing with guilt! Guilt that he brought on himself, that he has no one to blame for but his own self. Unfathomable." My words were dripping with sarcasm, and I knew that they probably stung, but I was past the point of caring. Tony had put me through a world of hurt when he first cheated on me. I had complexes and trust issues afterward, even after I'd taken him back and gained more trust in him. But this- a second time- is unforgivable for me.

"(Y/N), I can change, I know I can-" He began, but stopped when I shook my head.

"You can learn to change with some other woman, but I am not having that." I said, deadly serious as I walked into the open doors I'd the elevator. "Maybe you should have thought about that before you decided to call another woman when you were feeling lonely instead of your girlfriend."

Glancing back inside the apartment, I noticed the woman still sitting on the couch, looking extremely uncomfortable as she watched us. I gave her a genuine smile, no malice, and said,

"Honey, good luck and all, but I feel for you. No woman deserves a cheater." Perfectly timed, the elevator doors slid shut, ending our conversation and, essentially, our relationship.

I found once I reached the ground floor and walked out of the tower that I was proud of myself.

I didn't cry or raise my voice, or break down, or immediately forgive him. I stood my ground and did what was best for me and my health. A smile slid into my face as I stepped out into the cool evening air and flagged down a taxi, the vibe of the city placating my anger in an instant. It put me at peace, literally putting everything having to do with Tony behind me. Part of me would be ready to run back to him already, but I decided to leave that part of me at the tower. She could stay there forever in place of me, so that I never have to go back.