4 Chapter Three

I have been laying in my bed for weeks, having no motivation at all to get up or do anything. I know it's going to worry the others but did I care? Not really. I stared at the ceiling, blank expression with tear stained cheeks and puffy, red eyes from crying for days. I couldn't help it. I was broken now. Steve didn't love me back. But I have to live with that choice of his. Even though it hurts so much.

I heard a knock on my bedroom door and looked towards it, though I did not get up or making any sound. "Tony, please. I want to talk." I could heard Steve say through the door. I continued to stay silent as I rolled onto my side facing away from the door. I didn't want to talk to or see him right now or for a while. I just wanted to be left alone. After a bit of laying in bed, I sat up and grabbed a bottle of liquor from my bedside table, popping off the cap and beginning to drink my problems and feelings away like I usually did. It was bad for me, I knew that, but I didn't care at all. I didn't want to be in anymore pain for any longer.

But I also didn't know that this time of drinking my problems away would put me in the hospital for months.

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After hours of worrying and pacing around in the living room of the tower, I decided to finally go and talk to Tony. I gently knocked on the door before speaking. "Tony please. I want to talk." I said, putting my hand against the wooden shield separating me from Tony. I got no response and sighed before hearing shuffling. But when the door didn't open and I didn't see Tony's handsome face, I gave up and walked back to the living room. Another few hours passed and I decided to go and check on Tony checking his lab to see if he was there. But no such luck. I headed to his room before gently knocking and turning the knob to find the door was unlocked. I quietly entered and looked around his room, not seeing him until I heard water running in the bathroom. I looked towards the open bathroom door and raised a brow in curiosity. Walking over to it and entering the bathroom, I examined the room before spotting Tony, unconscious on the floor. My fight or flight instincts kicked in and I immediately pulled out my phone, calling for an ambulance as I tried to wake Tony up. After I hang up, I looked Tony over and saw many cuts on his wrists, a burn around his neck, and bags under his red eyes. I knew this man was broken, possibly to the point where he couldn't be fixed. Tears were streaming down my cheeks as I wrapped Tony in a blanket and picked him up, carrying him out of the room and down to where the ambulance was. 'please, for the love of God, live through this. I don't want to lose you Anthony.' I thought as the EMTs lifted him into the ambulance and drove off with sirens blaring. Nat came up to my side and looked at me before pulling me into a hug. I broke down crying harder than ever as I held her back. I couldn't believe that Tony was going through so much to the point where he wanted to end it all. "It's okay Steve, everything's going to be okay." I heard Nat's voice say calmly though I knew she was trying to keep herself together. "I don't want to lose him Nat. He's everything to me and I had no idea that he was in so much pain." I said through the tears that continued to stream down my face. I had to admit, I was not a pretty crier. I looked in the direction the ambulance went and wiped my cheeks. 'please God, don't take my angel away.' I thought before going back into the tower with Nat.