Not Alone. Not Anymore. (ClintxReader)

You stood atop the building, surveying the area, or at least, that’s what it looked like to the few who could see your silhouette on top of the mega-structure. A proud member of the Avengers was what you were meant to be, but you kept your identity to yourself, only the team themselves knew your true name, and therefore, the public treated you no differently. Simply brushed you away like a pesky mosquito, but as soon as the mask was on, you were idolized. You hated it. None of them loved you for the person you were; only the mask was cared for. Today had been the breaking point though.

*Flashback*

“Hey! Slut!”
Your vision lowered to the ground as the nasally voice you dread swam into your ears, you tried to continue walking, but your shoulders were grabbed and you were forced to turn around. There, in all her bitchy glory, stood Tara Linston, chortling away as she noticed your feeble attempt at a glare. No matter how much time passed, she still acted like a high schooler, despite being in collage.
“Where do you think you’re running off to?” She giggled, raising her manicured hand, seemingly to inspect her nails
“Home.” You muttered in reply, staring at the whore with dull [e/c] eyes. Throwing her head back in a laugh, she grabbed your upper arm in a bruising hold, tearing you from the grip of her lackeys, her pink lips pulled back into a smirk.
“Oh no, you see, we’re gunna have some fun first, cunt.” With that, she slammed her 8 inch heels into the middle of your foot, gripping your arm even tighter. However, when you attempted to pull back she let go, causing you to stumble back, as she connected her foot with your stomach, taking you to your knees.
“What’s the point of being here [Name]? We ALL know the only thing YOU’RE going to amount to when you’re older is a cheap prostitute.” Flipping her blonde curls over her shoulder she smirked at you, waiting for your answer as her lackeys finished laughing at her comment.
“Well” You rasped out “At least I could get PAID for my body, you have to offer yourself up for free because no-one’ll take you otherwise! How many times have you had to do it before now, huh? You’d jump on anything with a pulse-” Your rant was swiftly silenced as a hand connected with the side of your face, wiping the trickle of blood that escaped the side of your lip, you glared back up at livid green eyes. How you wished you could use your powers to punish her but you couldn't, so you could only take what she was giving, as you could kill her otherwise; your train of though was also cut short, as one of her hands tangled in [h/c][h/l] locks and the other firmly wrapped around your neck.
“How DARE you insult me like that! I may sleep with guys, but at least I can get one, unlike you [Name] I can get a man, you’re just PATHETIC! You might as well just die! You’re worthless, useless, a slut, who has no meaning in life, why you even exist is beyond EVERYONE who attends this collage, WE ALL HATE YOU! JUST KILL YOURSELF ALREADY! DON’T WORRY WE’LL HELP SPEED UP THE PROCESS, SINCE YOU’RE NOT WORTH A BULLET!”
She threw you to the ground, before beating you senseless.

*End Flashback*

Inside, you knew it was stupid, that you had an important role, but you were sick of not being accepted; sometimes you even doubted that the Avengers accepted you for who you were, and that thought pained you most of all. Because, in the time you had been with them, you had found yourself in love with the team’s archer. Clint was an amazing man, his smile had the ability to warm even your heart, and a simple embrace stopped your sorrow but that only made it even more painful to think, that the only reason he did any of it, was out of pity for you.
As that thought crossed your mind, you couldn't stop the tears that dripped down your face, as you rested a hand over your chest, mindlessly pushing the numerous crates away from the edge of the roof with your mind, stepping onto the concrete railing peering at the bustling street below, chuckling forlornly at yourself. There was no way for you to deny you were useless, your powers were of no use to SHIELD at all….you weren't of use to anyone, especially not Clint, after all, he had Natasha. Oh, how you were envious of that woman, she was understanding, kind in her own way, fair and just, could hold her own…she was beautiful. And she was everything you weren't. Clint would be happy without you, he probably wouldn't even mourn, none of them would.
A slight sob escaped your mouth at that thought, you just had to hope that, in death, maybe, he would finally see you. Gently you place a foot forward, leaving only your heel of the ledge, you were about to take the final step to plunge you from the roof when-
“[NAME]!!!!”
You turned instantaneously; only just keeping your balance as you stared, wide eyed, at the dishevelled Clint Barton who stood before you, eyes shining with worry.
“C-Clint?” You managed to stutter out, voice laced with the tears you had just been crying.
“[Name] what the hell are you doing?! Get off there!”
“STAY BACK OR I’LL JUMP!” You yelled, causing him to freeze where he was. You breathing was panicked, and he had no doubt you would follow through on your threat. Glancing around the area again, you noticed the rest of the Avengers, minus Tony, dotted around, Bruce and Steve were on the roof next door while Natasha and Thor were on the street below, however with the state you were in, you couldn't understand they were all trying to figure out ways to get you off the roof.

Natasha & Thor POV

“I will not allow her to perish like this!” Thor snapped, as Natasha tried to reason with him
“Thor, at least give Barton a chance to talk her out of it before you do anything!” Despite her cool tone, she too, was worried out of her mind for your safety.
“Very well, but the archer does not have long!”

Steve & Bruce POV

“Can’t we just go over there and stop her?!”
“Steve! We have no idea what state of mind she’s in; doing that might push her over the edge!” Bruce reasoned, firmly resting his hand on his colleague’s bicep.
“If we do ANYTHING, we have to be sure she can’t or won’t jump!”
“And how long will it take to figure that out?!”
“I don’t know.” Bruce muttered, gritting his teeth.

Tony POV

I hope I get there before she does something stupid!

Clint POV

“[Name], please come off the ledge, what’s gotten into you?!” I yelled. I knew yelling wasn't the best thing to be doing to her, but I couldn't help it. Seeing her standing there, ready to take her own life made me want to be ill with fear. Never had he seen you look so vulnerable, so feeble, so…sad, and he was once again reminded, that you were mortal.
“I-I can’t do thing anymore.” I heard you whisper as you lowered your head, wrapping your arms around yourself. “No-one cares. Not r-really. It would just be easier for all of us if I died. I'm alone a-anyway. I'm useless”

Normal POV

When you said that, he felt his heart break in two. You truly thought that no-one cared about you? Couldn't you see how much the Avengers cared…how much HE cared? He felt the tears begin to slide down his cheeks.
“That’s not true [Name]. Not at all. You’re not alone unless you want to be! You’re not useless either; you’re one of the most talented people I've ever met!”
“You don’t mean that.” You whispered “You all just pity me.” When he noticed you beginning to step back again, the tears began to fall more rapidly, as he thought about completely losing you like this.
“I LOVE YOU [NAME]!”
You froze hearing his words, the words you had always wanted to hear.
“W-What?”
“I love you [Name], I have for months! I just didn't know how to tell you! I thought that you were in love with one of the others so I just let you be.” He stepped closer, noticing that you didn't move, he continued to advance towards you as he spoke. “I just wanted you to be happy, so I left you alone. Over the past month, I became so concerned when I saw how upset you seemed, but I thought I couldn't help you. I'm sorry that I haven’t helped with your pain for this long, but please let me start now. Come down, please.” As soon as he got close enough he extended his hand towards you. Tears once again blurred your vision, Clint was never one to show emotions, there was no way he could be lying, and you were certain that it wasn't just your heart tricking you. Looking at the expression on his face hurt you inside so much, knowing you had caused him such worry. Slowly, you extended a shaking hand to meet his as you stepped down off the ledge and threw yourself into his chest, allowing the tears to overflow as he embraced you and sank to his knees with you in his arms. A wave of relief washed over him as he cradled you quaking frame tightly in his arms. He had never been so grateful for JARVIS being able to hook up to any security camera, if it weren't for that, he wouldn't have made it in time. He was so caught up in his thoughts, he nearly missed the barely audible
“I-I love you too, Clint.” That escaped your lips. Burying his face in your hair, he managed to whisper
“You’re not alone [Name], not anymore.”
The both of you were so content with the bittersweet embrace that you completely ignored Tony as he landed where you had just been stood. Blinking he stated
“I missed something big, didn't I?”
“Indeed, sir.” JARVIS replied.