goodbye

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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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