A new life

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The bus went down the road. A typical bus in a typical downtown Manhattan. Only difference: the billionaire Tony Stark was riding in it.

"You didn't have to Tony." Pepper said.

She felt uncomfortable. It wasn't that she didn't want him here; it was just that she just didn't want him here. There were way too many eyes on them. And Pepper wasn't used to the attention.

"No. I'm not comfortable leaving you alone anymore. Not after that attack you had at home." Tony said. He placed his hand on the overhead railing.

"Tony. It was a cat."

"WHAT IF IT HAD RABIS?! What if..." He came in closer. "It was sent by the enemies?" Pepper rolled her eyes.

"Tony. That was my aunt's cat. I don't even know how you knew I was being... ATTACKED." Pepper said. She faced the front tugging at her bag.

"I- I just knew. But it was a close call! That cat was dangerous." Tony said looking down at her with a glare.

"Oh yeah. It scratched you. That's dangerous."

"Yeah, well it hurt. I-" The bus suddenly lurched. The passengers standing in the aisle were thrown across the bus onto the left side. A huge truck had hit the bus from the side.

Tony flew back and hit the window, cracking the glass as well. Pepper flew into him, landing on his stomach.

Suddenly, the bus flipped and continued flipping. The bus was filled with shrill screams and bodies. One rammed into Tony once more. Another body threw Pepper away from him, but he didn't know. He was already dead.

...

Pepper opened her eyes. The bright morning flooded into the room through cracks from the curtain. Her pillow was damp with tears she shed.

That day was long ago. But it felt like it was yesterday. It had been three months.

With great difficulty, Pepper got out of her bed. She glanced down at the floor and saw the panda slippers Tony had bought for her long ago. She left them there, didn't dare touch them. Her love for them was as much as her love for her long lost Tony.

Of the forty passengers on the bus only two had died. Ten had gone out with minor injuries like cuts and bruises, that included Pepper, but the rest either had to go the hospital or go through surgeries. But Tony had been of the two who died. There was a child, a two year old child, who died and Tony. Ironically, the child was right next to Tony, lying on his arm. But it was Tony that Pepper saw. He had to be part of the two who died.

Pepper abandoned those slippers and walked into her bathroom. The pills to help her forget sat unopened. She didn't want to forget. The look on his dead face, the blood, his dull blue eyes.

She blinked.

No, it was over. It was a new day. Right? Pepper choked down a sob and ran her fingers through her hair. She wouldn't touch that brush Tony loved. His favorite red one she stole. If it had anything to do with Tony, she wouldn't be a part of it.

Looking through her wardrobe, Pepper found her favorite outfit. Slipping it on, she grabbed her purse and walked out of her room. The picture of her and Tony remained face down, she would never let herself look at it. Ever.

Walking into the kitchen, Pepper noticed a post it note on the fridge. She took one glance and grabbed the milk. Her father left late last night. Big deal. He always left.

As she munched on her cereal, Pepper's mind involuntarily flew back to the day.

...

After the truck had hit the bus, the police arrived within five minutes. By then, Pepper was up and frantically searching for Tony. She had a cut on her forehead, and that was it. The bodies that were thrown around helped her stay safer.

But she didn't care about the bodies. She looked frantically for him, only to find her eyes lying on a red heap on the window side of the bus. The air conditioning water fell through the ceiling and was dropping droplets of cool water on to the body.

"TONY! NO!" She stumbled through the bodies. Her mind blocked out the moaning and groaning of the survivors. She fell to her knees and grabbed him, desperately tugging at his arm. His mouth was slightly open, his once blue eyes dulled to gray, staring at nothing. There was a cut on his head, and when Pepper tried pulling on him, she knew what was wrong. Tony had damaged his spine from both hitting the window, and having Pepper falling painfully onto his stomach. He was dead because of her.

"TONY! GOD SAY SOMETHING! Please..." She tugged his head onto her lap and cried. "No... No!"

...

The clock on the wall chimed right o'clock. Pepper slowly dropped her half eaten bowl of cereal into the sink and grabbed her backpack. Walking out the door, she sighed. This would be a long day.

Apparently the driver was a crazed up prisoner who had escaped from prison. He stole the nearest truck, a produce truck. The guy was driving recklessly, determined not to get caught. But of course, with the distraction, he didn't stop at the red light or notice the bus in front of him. That guy died at the scene.

Rhodey was waiting for her at the front step. "Pepper." He said with a nod. She forced on a smile. She didn't feel like talking, especially to Tony's best friend, his brother.

"How's it going?" He asked after the five-minute walk. Tomorrow Academy was in their view.

"Good I guess." She responded. That was her response to anything now.

"Are... Are you okay? After... After..." He didn't need to finish. Pepper felt a lump in her throat.

"It's been three months Rhodey. I just can't do it anymore! All that therapy, and appointments were pointless! I can't look at anything without thinking of him! Do you know how many times I wished it was me?!" She sighed. She needed to calm down. Rhodey hadn't said a word. His eyes were trained on the floor.

"I know how you feel Pepper."

I'm sorry if this wasn't one of those up to beat stories! I got the idea listening to a song! I don't remember which one! SORRY! Please please review!:)