I should have learned my lesson a long time ago. I should've known that he was going to leave someday. But I didn't. I foolishly believed that he would stay. That he cared about me. I should have known. None cares about me. They only care about Iron Man. They'll only care if I was like my father. But since I'm not, I'm only a disappointment. I thought he was different. That he actually cared about me, the one behind the suit, the one who didn't sleep because of nightmares, the one who has too much pride to show how broken he is, the one who is too scared to trust and love for fear of being abandoned. The REAL me. Not Iron Man. But just like everyone else he didn't care about me. He only cared about Iron Man, the hero. I was foolish enough to think it was me he cared about. Whats even more pathetic was that I believed and fell in love with him. I knew I would get hurt, but I still fell.

I kept it to myself for a long time. After a while it became too much so I decided I would tell him during New Years. What a foolish decision I had made. I threw a big party at the tower and invited many people. When it was almost midnight I went to look for him. I had searched the whole tower for him. I was getting worried because it was few minutes before midnight. I found him with Peggy on the roof. The door was slightly opened so I neared it at looked through. Peggy looked like she had been crying. I leaned in to hear.

"What does he mean to you, Steve? Really? Do you love him? I heard he say through a few sobs. I was confused.

'Who is she talking about?' I asked myself. What Steve said next killed me.

"He means nothing to me. Tony is just an acquaintance. I only take care of him, so that the team doesn't fail. I only love you, Peggy." He leaned in and kissed her while fireworks went off behind them. I closed the door and went back downstairs.

I felt numb. I didn't know where I was going. It was like my brain shut down and my body moved automatically. I went to the kitchen grabbed all the alcohol I had. and went to my lab.

"Are you OK, Sir?" JARVIS asked as I entered the lab.

"Put the lab on lockdown. Don't let anyone in here." I said with an emotionless voice.

"Are you sure, Sir?" JARVIS questioned.

"Yes." I sat on the couch that was in the lab, took a big bottle of whiskey out and chugged it.

Halfway through the bottle of whiskey I started to think about all the times my heart fluttered and how butterflies would sprout in my stomach whenever Steve would smile or care for me. I should have know. It was all for the sake of the team. I smiled and laugh. I laughed at my own stupidness. I was supposed to be a genius and yet I made a stupid mistake. I mean really? Who could fall in love with a disappointment and mistake? I found a piece of paper and pen and wrote a letter. I then opened a drawer in my desk that held a gun and took it out. Leaving the paper on the table. I took the gun and, with the bottle in my hand, walked to the wall with my suits.

"Sir. Are you sure you want to do that?" JARVIS asked.

'No.' "Yes." I continued to the wall. "You can people into the lab once I'm gone. I doubt anyone would come looking for me, but just in case."

"Of course, Sir." JARVIS answered after a small pause. I got to the wall and looked at all my suits. The ones who took all the glory. I turned around and looked at my lab fully. Looking at all that I created in my lifetime.

"It was nice working with you JARVIS. I'm glad that I created you."

"It was an honor to work with you, Sir. You will be missed." I smiled. At least someone or rather something cared if I died. I finished off my drink, cocked the gun, and pointed it to my head.

"Goodbye."

A loud ring, thud, and breaking of glass resounded in the lab.