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let me save you. (tony)

tw: self harm, mentions of suicide

you dragged the blade across your skin once again, and you let out a smile. you loved the pain. you looked around the tour bus and began to cry. yes, the band and your boyfriend tony meant everything to you, but you wanted yourself gone.

you made another 5 cuts on your arm with the very sharp blade. at this point, you were ready to die. one more drag of that blade, and you would black out. then suddenly, tony walked in the bus.

"oh my god, y/n!" tony yelled as he rushed over to you on the floor. he had to pry the blade out of your hand. he broke into the bus's first aid kit and got bandages to wrap your arm in.

"baby, why? why would you do this?" tony cried as he wrapped your arm in bandages.

"i want to die." you sobbed into tony's shirt as the other guys walk in.

you start hyperventilating and crying all your makeup off. you couldn't breathe.

"tone? what's going on?" mike asked.

"she's been cutting herself. badly." tony replied, trying to get you to calm down.

you were having a panic attack. you couldn't breathe. you couldn't see. you could only cry. tony stroked your hair and held you close. he tried everything he could to help you calm down.

you put your head on tony's chest and heard his heartbeat, which made you calm down.

"is she okay?" jaime asked.

"yeah, she's okay. i've got her. you guys go outside and meet some fans, i'll stay back here." tony said as he rubbed your back. you heard the door open and close, meaning the other guys left.

"y/n, what happened?" tony asked.

"i'm so sorry. i'm so, so sorry." you sobbed. tony rubbed your back and held you close.

"it's okay, babe. take a deep breath and try to tell me again." tony said.

"i don't know. everything's been so heavy. work, merch, my dad's death, and everything else in between. i just wanted the pain to go away." you cried. you held onto tony's arm tightly and started tracing his tattoos to help you calm down.

"hey, baby, it's okay. i can hold some of the weight. don't worry. you're surrounded by so many people who love you. i promise you, it'll all make sense again. you will be okay. i'm here for you. i love you more than anything, baby." tony said, kissing your forehead afterwards.

"let's go in the back lounge. we can relax there." he said.

"what about the fans?" you asked, your voice still shaking from crying.

"the rest of the guys got it covered. come." tony helped you up and took you into the back lounge.

you laid down on the couch and tony held you close. you never wanted to get up.

"you will be okay, love. i promise. you're the strongest, bravest, most beautiful person i know. i love you." he said.

you were too weak to respond. instead, you fell asleep in tony's lap while he stroked your hair. this time, you knew you were gonna be okay.