Social-Suicide

someone who cares

"God didn't add another day to your life because you needed it, he added it because someone out there needs you"
-spiritual inspiration
Natasha's POV,

I saw a bright light as my eyes opened

"Hey kid" I heard the voice of Nick greet

I gave him a faint smile as my eyes adjusted to the light in the room "hi Nick, how are you" I asked

Truth is I know how he is, I know that he sees me as a daughter, I could only imagine the pain he's feeling right now.

"I should be asking you that" he replied a sad smile on his face

"I'm okay" I replied

Truth was I wasn't, I just tried to take my own life what was okay about that. I didn't realize it at first but I do have someone to live for and his name is Nick Fury.

"No your not okay...you tried to kill yourself" he said with anger and sadness in his tone

"I'm sorry" I replied

He didn't say anything he just gave me a sad smile before pulling me into a comforting hug. As we were hugging the door opened, I looked up and my heart started to race as fast as it could, it's my parents. I couldn't even imagine what my punishment was going to be for this but right now I didn't even want to think about it.

"Oh, honey, we were worried sick" my mother said in a annoying sweet tone as she ran up and hugged me

'And the acting begins' I thought to myself as I internally rolled my eyes

"I'm okay mom" I replied

Which Nick and I both knew was a lie. But I couldn't tell her I wasn't If I did I'd for sure get punished, I know better than to show my emotions in front of them.

"Can we have a moment" my mother asked Nick sweetly as she whipped fake tears away

Nick nodded "I have someone to call anyway" he said

I knew who he was calling and I knew he held out hope they could help me. After Nick left my father slapped me across my face giving me a disapproving look.

"Don't you ever do that again" he said in a threatening tone

"And if I do" I challenged

"Oh, you won't have time to" he started

"What makes you so sure" I asked him curiously

He smirked "because your going to K.G.B."

"WHAT" I yelled

"K.G.B." he repeated sounding out each letter

"But I can't go there" I said

"Yes you can and you will" he said with authority

"You'll go to school tomorrow and pick up your things" my mother added

I nodded in defeat

There was no sense in arguing, there was no way I'd win that fight. That night I got the all clear to go home, as I sat down on my bed I picked up my phone and called Nick.

Phone call

"Natasha, how are you feeling" he asked as he picked up the phone

I took a deep breath, mine as well tell him the truth.

"I'm afraid that tomorrow will be your last day picking up and dropping me off at school" I said

"Why, what's wrong" he asked worried