Today's Assignment (Stony Highschool AU)

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a/n- okay guys. I have to put this here because as upsetting as previous chapters have been, this one is extra trigger warning and could upset readers deeply. If you get easily triggered. Don't read it. Its neccisary for the plot, however, you do not have to actually read it.- just letting you know. I will also let you know just before the tw section starts.

Tony's POV

After sleeping all day Sunday- literally- it was Monday. I really didn't feel up to school today because I was still tired from Saturday. My mother was the only one concerned in my house hold though. My father was very abdimant that I go. So I pulled myself together and got dressed. My mother wrote me a note to get out of any physical exercise. If I had to run track today, I would probably end up back in the hospital- and then my dad would be pissed. Like it is somehow my fault that I had a heart attack. It's almost as if he believes it was just an excuse for me to stay off school.

Today, I couldn't trust myself with driving, so I had Bruce pick me up. Not that I trusted Bruce with driving, but I think I have had enough excitement these past few days. 

I wasn't used to it, and I hated it. All the eyes burning into me as I entered the building. I tried looking around for Steve before lesson started, but I had no clue where he was. Luckily he was in my lesson. To which, he turned up late. He looked very tired. It wasn't like Steve.

"Hey, Tony." He whispered. He took my hand and kissed it. "It's been a very long day." But the day had only just started. "My mother is picking me up at Lunch. I can't handle today any more." I just stared at him worried. 

"What happened?" I asked. He just sat with his head in his hands, and he stayed like that for the full lesson. That means it was my fault. 

Our second lesson was track. Steve kind of perked up a bit during that, but that is because during excercise your body releases endorphines which cheer you up. I was in my kit, sat on the side watching him. My ears started to burn. Someone was talking about me- and not in a good way. Steve ran up to me. He leaned down and rested his forhead against mine.

"My mum is here. Come round to mine tonight, Okay. I will be expecting you." He kissed my forehead before standing up. I grabbed his arm and pulled him in again, kissing him on the lips in front of everyone. This made him both turn red and frown. I guess he wasn't ready to be public yet. 

Steve left and I smiled to myself thinking about tonight. I dropped Bruce a text, letting him know that after school I would need dropping off at Steve's. Bruce texted back instantly and the bell went for lunch.

A/n-this is where it starts- Im sorry this is REALLY bad

I was heading to the cafeteria when I felt a hand grab me. I turned around quickly and saw Clint. His grip on my arm was tight and was getting tighter. Panic took over because I knew he wasn't going to be friendly. 

"Get off!" I demanded. I didn't know how to fight and to be honest, I couldn't fight with my physical health anyway. 

"Anthony," Said a voice behind me. Barely anyone called me Anthony so I knew that this was Thor. I turned around, Clint's grip chinese burning me as I looked at the miles taller blonde male. These people were usually friendly to me. 

There was a couple more people showing up. My chest started to grow tight. This wasn't an anxiety attack, this was a panic attack.

"I think you understand your situation right now" Clint spoke. Clearly he was the ring leader in all of this. I nodded slowly.  Honestly, I didn't know what was going on, I just knew that I was in a lot of trouble. The teachers weren't doing anything. Just walking past or in their classrooms working. Steve wasn't in the school at the moment and I don't know where Bruce was.

They dragged me into the bathroom. My senses all going numb as fear took over me. I got told to kneel. My head shook to say no which got followed up by a slap across the face and me being forced down. I looked up as Clint started to unzip his jeans and he let his- thing- drop out in front of me. My instinct told me to back up as my brain started to figure out what was  about to happen. However, I couldn't  go any further back due to the people holding me securely in place.

"You know what to do Stark. Just like you did in the movie theatre." Clint said. He seemed to be starting to believe his own lie.

"No. Nothing happened in that movie theatre other than you trying to force me into things I am uncomfortable with." And I got slapped again. This was going to be a very long and scary session. It got worse when Pietro walked in with his phone, filming what was going on. I knew I was in trouble.