Bea P.O.V The next day.
I draw individual pictures of all of them making sure I don't miss any of their details. Making sure I get every colour every shade and every shadow. I try to make as realistic as possible. I grab a ribbon and tie it around the book. I place the book is a box. I grab a sharpie and write: 'for the weirdos of the avengers base. The people who no matter what stood by me and the people who will always have a part of them that I have brought out. Love Bea. Xx'
I clean and tidy my room. Making sure everything looks perfect. I grab my note pad and begin to write two letters. One for them all to see and believe my suicide and one that I will keep that explains everything. I will give it to Wanda. I wash and dry my hair and then I put on a white simple t shirt and grey shorts. I sit on my bed looking at the vial in my hand. The black liquid moving around in it. my phone alarm goes off and I know it is time. I take the vile and drink out of it. I quickly disintegrate the vile. I can feel my self starting to choke. Pain erupts on my arms and looking down I can see long red buts open up on my skin just as I thought the poison would do. Black spots start to cloud my vision and I collapse. I can feel myself starting to go in and out of consciousness. I slowly pull myself up off the floor and into the bathroom. I go into the bath and start running the bath once I manage to get it. I ly there until I feel the blackness submerge me.
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Bea. (an Avengers fanfic)
FanfictionBea is 17. she loses her family over the years and the only person that helps her keep going is Nick Fury. After losing her father last year and Bea getting in trouble fury places with people, he knows can protect her. She goes to live in the avenge...