Avengers X-Reader Volume 1

Only Fools Rush In Pt 7

Three Weeks Later
(Two weeks before due date)

The road home stretched out ahead of me, and the rainy early morning made it seem like there was no end in sight, just like my endless sadness. Nothing had changed in the six weeks I had been gone, I was still in the same boat I was, when I left. The only difference now was the fact I was about to give birth to our baby. A baby I was now going to raise alone.

What if I had told him?
What if he hadn't left when I asked him too?
What if I went to him, and told him the truth, told him everything?

The lie I told him, when it really came down to it, after taking away the haze of anger, and guilt, I feared losing him, I feared living without him, and most of all I feared, in the long run, he would leave me.
He was the only man I could ever imagine myself with, now and forever. I only wanted his hands and lips on me, his voice in my ears. Every song playing on my stereo reminded me of him, didn't matter what it was about, and even though my heart was inevitably broken, he's the only one who could fix it.
How could that be? I didn't believe in soulmates like my mother and nanita did, at least not anymore, but the feelings inside me went beyond anything I could understand.
We barely had time to get too know each other? How could he be the one. Hell he had said those same words before we got married, but I knew it now, without a doubt, he was the one, and I would have to live without him for the rest of my life.
Did I...?
'But he let us go so easily....'
That small inkling is what made me sick. I'm the one who told him to go, and I'm the one who lied to him, forcing everyone I knew to lie to him, as well. Being without him wasn't any easier than being with him, but regardless how I felt, or how hard I cried, I couldn't bring myself to pick up the phone and call him. Because we had both let each other go, and just like this road, our paths were dark and leading anywhere, but where we needed to be.
"Ten more hours pequena, maybe a little longer for all the pee breaks I'm gonna need, then we'll take a nice hot bath when we get home, and get some sleep. I promise things will better by the morning," I whispered and rubbed my bulging tummy, while she kicked my hand. "You're already giving me a hard time, just like your father." She kicked harder, and I gasped at the slight pain it caused. "And already hurting me too."

New York

"Hey are you ready to go?" Steve asked, grabbing Tony's bags off the floor of the facility lobby. "I have a cab waiting for us, everyone's all ready loaded up at the airport."
"Yah, just... yah.. I'm ready." He muttered, grabbing a bag from Cap's hand and throwing it over his shoulder. He didn't want to go anywhere, especially as the baby's due date got closer. There would be no baby born that day, but the date was still in his mind, along with things that could of been.
It didn't matter how much time went by, she was still there, as if begging him to come find her, but no one was talking except her brother Gabe and even he didn't know how she was doing, at least not really. They were going off what her mom said, that she was sad, but as well as could be expected, but she didn't know for sure. Because as soon as she got out of the hospital, she left, and hadn't come back. Her brother and mother said she left to her grandmother's, but no one was talking about it much, not even her worried mother.
When Gabe told him everything he knew, last week, he put his arm up and let his suit attach to his body. She had been so distraught, she had to leave the goddamn country and drive ten to twelve hours away from home. Just that alone made him want to go after her, but what would he say to her once he saw her? Would she even talk to him, would she want to talk to him? Then when every word he yelled at her brushed against his mind over and over again, he let his suit fall away, and dove back into work.
After his anger settled he couldn't blame her for telling him too leave, and he couldn't blame her for losing the baby because of it. He blamed himself for all of it, for every single thing that went wrong in their quick relationship, but maybe Pep was right.
Even though (y/n) was still there, he had to move forward, or he was going to end up falling apart and drinking himself to death. He didn't want to let go of her, he didn't even know if he could, but he had too try, right?
"Let's go metal head, I want to be on the beach no later than two." Cap snorted, loading up their stuff and urging Tony into the cab.
"You just want to see Sharon in that red, white and blue bathing suit she bought." Tony contended, trying to put some laughter on the sentence, but it just came out as a sigh.
"You're damn right I do," Steve confessed, closing his eyes.
Tony looked out the window, immediately taken aback when one of his wife's pictures graced the large screens hanging over one of the tall buildings downtown. The canyons she so dearly loved, shone red, and were covered in early morning shadows. He was impressed when she dragged him out there for a picnic a few days after their marriage ceremony. She seemed to belong out there, in the sun, with her curly hair, he loved so much, bouncing in the wind.
He shook himself and sat back.
"Gentlemen, you mind if I play some music, the drive to the airport with all this traffic is going to take a while?" The taxi driver asked, acknowledging Steve's go ahead.
Tony frowned when a familiar song burst from the speakers, "really?" He grumbled, leaning forward. "Hey can you change it?"
"What's wrong with this song, it's kinda nice? Wanda likes this song." Steve asked, seeing the look of pain flicker across Tony's eyes.
"Nothing nevermind, it's okay. Leave it," he sighed, pressing himself deeper into the seat. This was ridiculous, he was Iron Man, not some lovelorn fool. So what, she was gone..
She left him, told him to leave her alone.
She's the one who sent the divorce papers....