CHAPTER TRIGGER WARNING: SELF HARM
Epilogue:
Tony sat on the dark red chair in his bedroom, his head in his hands. "I don't know what to do, Peter," he said, to no one in particular. "I'm worried about her. She's pushing us away. I can't let it happen to her."
A soft knock on the door startled Tony out of his thoughts. "Daddy?" Morgan Parker Stark poked her head through the door.
He looked up to see tears running down the 14-year-old's cheeks, and his heart broke a little. "What's wrong, Morgan? Come here." She walked slowly into the room, then flung herself at Tony, burying her face in his chest and sobbing. "Morgan, what's wrong?"
"I-I-I can't do this," she sobbed.
"What are you talking about, M?"
Her breath shook as she pulled herself away from Tony. "I'm-I'm sorry, Dad," she cried.
"Wh-why?"
She held out her arm, unwilling to meet his eyes. He looked down, and his heart stopped. There were 4 fresh, deep, bleeding cuts on her wrist. "Why, Morgan? Why?"
"I'm sorry, Daddy," she whimpered.
"Shh, it's ok," he whispered. "I'm not mad." He took a deep breath, willing himself not to cry. It was yet another kid that he was responsible for, and he had failed. Again. "Thank you for watching her, Pete," he whispered, quietly enough that she couldn't hear. "It's ok, Morgan. Let's go get you cleaned up. It'll all be ok. I'm so glad you came to me."
"I love you, Daddy," she whispered.
Tony leaned down and kissed the top of her head. "I love you too, Morgan."
A/N:
first of all, i'm so sorry it's been literally forever since i updated. my mental health hasn't been great, especially during quarantine, so i've been trying (and not really succeeding) to work on that. but here's the epilogue, finally! thank you so much for sticking with me. i absolutely love this story, and i hope you do to. stay safe, stay sane, take care of yourself. eat something, drink some water, take your meds. love you all. xolyn