Chapter 1: stay with me

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All of his life chase stein had been an outcast. Not by kids at school or anyone he met but people he truly loved and cared about always had a way of getting to him, hurting him, leaving him.... It all started with his parents. The steins were one of the most intelligent people in the world. They would make things that would make tony stark jealous. They didn't know any other way of life. But chase wasn't like them. He didn't like science. He wasn't, for lack of a better word, smart. He was the jock. The dumb, disappointment in both of their lives. They're gone now..... Just like the love of chases life, Gertrude, who died saving chase and all of her friends. There wasn't a moment she wasn't in chases mind. Not one second of any day he didn't think of her. He'd never love anyone more and would never get over her.
Was it inappropriate? To think of her now? He thought as he lay in bed staring out the cabin window, open across the room. He had been here for minutes, hours, he'll maybe even a day. He lost count.... Not that he had ever been keeping it. He wanted to get up. It was bright outside now. He should have gotten up before now. But he couldn't. Something kept him anchored to the bed, not daring to roll over or even peek over his shoulder in fear of what may be there or worse, what might not be. He could hear the birds chirping outside, smell the crisp pine needles and brackish water outside, and hear the voice of children shuffling around down the stairs. Everyone was up. They had to be. He wanted to join them. To laugh and have fun. But he couldn't take anymore. After loosing his parents, gert, what happened on murder world and their undercover idea. He just couldn't take anymore heart break. The last 3 years of his life pushed him to limits he never thought possible. He was broken and couldn't suffer any more pain. But he knew what he had to do. He knew that he had to. Slowly chase rose off of the bed. The sheets fell off his pair chest, revealing his chiseled chest. He sat up, letting his feet dangle off the edge of the bed and down the wooden planks below him. He sat there a moment completely naked. His eyes shut tightly and body tense, his hands gripping the edge of the bed. The blue sheets had fallen down into his lap, concealing his member but not much else. He brang his hand up and ran it through the loose golden Mohawk atop his head, exhaling as it traveled to the back of his head. He knew he couldn't wait any longer. He turned his head over his shoulder and opened his eyes wearily, expecting to see a body lying next to him. To his assumption, there wasn't. The sheets had been thrown back where a small frail body once slept. Now the only thing that lay in her place was a small folded piece of paper. Chase quivered slightly, his heart throbbing in his chest as he gulped down the urge to burst into tears. He reached for the paper, unfolding it and bringing it to his face to read the words written in purple ink.
"Dear chase" the letter read.
"I love you. There I said it. I'm in deep deep super deep love with you. You saved me chase. You were our rock. All of us. You were the adult, the father, the man we needed. I never did give you enough credit for it did I? No I didn't. I treated you like a child. An immature screw up who didn't deserve me or anyone. We all kinda did. No one treated you like they should.... I guess I'm still not if you're reading this. I left. I couldn't do it anymore. I couldn't take it. There you heard it finally chase. Nico Minoru couldn't handle everything going right. And to be honest? I never will be able to again. I'm broken chase. Murder world, it hit hard. For both of us. But it didn't break me. Everything else did. The pride, running away, being fugitives. That's what really did it. We are all broken and have been for a very long time chase. Don't get me wrong, I wanted to stay. I never wanted to leave your side. You could have fixed it all. Made me all better with just one glance. But maybe I don't deserve that. Maybe this is some sign. All of this. That I just wasn't meant to be happy. No matter how much I loved you or thought I did, you and I both knew it wasn't true. I have ruined so many relationship.... Hurt so many people. How could I ever trust myself not to do that to the one person we need? I will always love you chase stein but this is the end of the road for me. I guess it's kinda ironic isn't it? But over the years I guess I just learned that when I'm faced with a problem, the best solution is to runaway....
With love,
Nico minoru"
Chase sat there for a moment staring down at the letter. Then a drop landed on the page then two. Chase tried not to. He never had a problem before. But this... He couldn't do this anymore. He balled the letter up and threw it angrily across the room, with a loud angry scream. And then thrusted himself back onto the bed. All chase stein ever wanted was to be except. To be loved. For everyone to just stay with him forever. But they never ever did....

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