"And just who are you?"

{ p a r t f i v e }

(~dream~)
  (y/n)'s POV:

       I sigh looking over the torn up notes. Of course, my room was destroyed by the red coats. I picked up any remaining trash and all the papers and got to retaking all the notes I had from memory and the hashed together papers. I studied and remade notes all night almost forgetting the fact that I had to get to first period in time tomorrow. I packed up all the notes stuffing them in a folder. Then I did a nightly routine consisting of locking the door, a face mask, and comfy clothes. I sat down in bed making my blanket cocoon.

    Waking up I stretched out my back, this is going be a day. I brushed my teeth and combed my hair back making sure every strand was behind my ears. As I took out the days outfit I made sure to bring a extra top, just incase someone mocked me about my 'get-up'. I hooked my backpack up against my back and rushed my butt out of the door. Running through the halls I carefully avoid people and took a guide down to my first period. "Good morning class, welcome back to the newest class of the year... basic first aid," we all sighed. "As you have been growing in this class we have been taking minimal test and today is the dreaded day, test day," we all gave confused glances "we will be testing with a dummy making sure that all basic wounds are sealed," the room when silent as he said that. We all glared at the dummy 'I could heal that without any bandaids,' The thought crossed through my head. Yes, I do have healing powers but I wanted more of an understanding of the human body and how to save someone's life. So I decided to become a health major so that I could help people.

After one by one they picked students to instruct people how to heal that kind of wound, it was finally my turn. They turned to me and gave me a chance to teach the class. I nodded and stood from my chair and walked down the stairs, trying to fall out ignore the loud insults. I looked at the dummy deciding to do an arm wound, simple and effective. As I started the instructions I was cut off by a douch  screaming "I bet you know so well because you do it to your self huh?" Which garnered some laughter. "Okay that's quite enough for today, class dismissed,". My eyes teared up, yes, I did self-harm but that was years ago. I packed up my stuff knowing that I didn't have any more classes until 1:30. I left the class room trying to hide my figure in the crowd of people. I went to my room and shut the door hard and locked after. I noticed a letter in the floor titled 'from Red' I picked it up, I mean how much worse could it get right? I looked at the note it read 'to the slut who lives here, kindly go back to the hell you came from thanks. -Jay  P.S: go back to your killing yourself will yah?' I bawled. Why? Why me. I know that my body makes me a target but not this. I turned to my door and sat there crying 'maybe you should go back, just one or two would hurt' I stood up, if they didn't care they would now. I went to the bathroom a took the secret razor I hid under that counter.

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I sat up in hurry, the cold sweat wasn't helping. I rub my face into my hands and get out of bed, pushing the nightmare away. I unlocked the door and exit it making sure to close the door on the way out. I try and walk onward but am stoped by a loud screech. Scanning over the room I slowly open the door, nervously creating flowers at the back of my ears.

I peak in to see a startled Tony Stark staring at his bed sheets. I open the door all the way, seeing into him even further that he's crying. I rush over to him sitting down next to and rubbing circles into his back. "Hey, it's okay, you're here with me now," I say soothing him with my voice. He looks up at me and tries to distract himself from the nightmare "what are you doing up so late?" I smile "nightmares get the best of me too," he looks at he again "what could a good girl like you have nightmares about, the dark?" I chuckle "Tony I am not as good as you think I am," I take a breath "we all have our flaws, big or small," he nods understandingly. I get up and start to walk away. Tony stops me holding on to my arm "can you stay a little longer?" I smile and walk to other side of the bed. I look at him and he nods giving me permission to enter his bed. I get under the covers, very soft, and he parrots me getting into bed. We sleep next to each other, each enjoying the others company. I take a peak at him and he is asleep. He looks like an angel, perfect in every way, the perfect man. Yes tonight was going to be a good night.

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