Comments: This is not only my first Stony fic but my first Avengers one, so go easy on me. And since this is AU, expect the characters to be a bit OOC. It's more fun that way. Also, please let me know how you're liking it. It will help me to write this fic better if I know what I'm doing wrong.
A bright, yellow flower petal fell to ground, joining the others' that had formed a small pile. Above it, a middle-aged woman sat on the ground crying. Her eyes were bloodshot and swollen, and her make-up was smeared from her tears.
"He loves me." She spoke, plucking another petal from the flower that had been given to her. It joined the other petals in the ever growing pile at her knees.
She wondered to herself what she had done to deserve this. Who she angered up in heaven. Was it because she didn't volunteer at the soup kitchen? Or perhaps it had something to with the argument she had with her neighbor.
"He loves me not." Another petal fell to the ground. Only two were left now.
What would happen when the last one fell? Would he let her go, or just kill her? She was scared. She didn't want to be here anymore. She wanted to go home.
"He loves me." The pile looked much smaller just moments ago. She stared at the last petal of the bloom.
One more day. That's all she wanted. One last chance to hug her kids. One last chance to tell her husband how much she loved him. One last chance to get right everything she did wrong.
She hesitated. She didn't want to pull off the last petal. She didn't want to know what the man next to her would do. She could feel the cold metal press harder against her head as the man ordered her to finish.
"He loves me not." She watched as the last petal fell.
A/N: I know it's short, but it is just prelude. Sorry.