A/N: I'm back! I was rereading this and I decided to add a chapter
Nat's POV
It's like 2 in the morning and I hear my phone ring. Ugh, who is that? Whatever I'm not answering. The phone stops ringing and I go back to sleep. 5 minutes later, I decide to check who called me. I see there's a voice mail from Peter. I play it and listen with tears forming in my eyes. The voice mail ends and I jump off my bed and go to the garage. I get in the car and drive to find Peter.
After a while of driving, I see someone standing by the bridge, hoping it's Peter, I hop out of the car and run. I get closer and see that it is Peter. I scream his name but he doesn't hear me. Peter turns around and leans backward. I run, grabbing his foot just in time.
Peter's POV
I feel someone grab my foot. I look up and see Nat, with tears in her eyes. She starts pulling me up and soon I'm on solid ground again. Nat wraps me in a tight hug.
"You are never to do that again, Peter! You understand?!" She yells. "You almost died."
"That was kind of the whole point," I mumble.
Nat un-embraces me and puts her hands on my shoulders. "Why Peter? Why?"
"Because I'm useless ok?!" I yell, angry that she didn't let me go. "I'm worthless and useless and no one would care if I died."
"That's not true-."
"Yes, it is! No one cares. Hell, I don't care!" I turn around and head for the edge again. Nat grabs me and spins me around.
"That's not true Peter. Do you know why? Because I care about you. You are so important to me. And it kills me to see you like this."
"Yeah, it would be better if you didn't see me at all."
"No, Peter. You are so smart and kind and important. I'm so sorry all this was happening to you. And I'm sorry I wasn't there. But I am here now, so talk to me."
I look away, not knowing where to start. "It's just that...everything is so hard. I'm never going to live up to the Stark name, so why should I have it. It's like everything in my life is falling apart and there's nothing I can do about it. I'm a burden to everyone. I only cause trouble and waste time and space in this world. There's nothing left for me here. I'm filled with guilt of everything that has happened in the past year. The stress and annoyance if caused to Mom and Dad. The low expectations they have for me. I just don't care anymore."
"Ok, and it's ok to feel this way. But what you cant to is make rash decisions, like jumping off a bridge when life gets hard. Suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem." Nat says. I nod sadly. "Come on let's get you home."