It will get better pt1
You’re at the latest comic con with the rest to the cast on your new film. You’re currently sitting beside Tom Holland and Robert Downey Junior. There’s lots of people and that means lots of questions. The event begins in half an hour so the cast is waiting about.
Tom: “ I’m so bored.”
Y/n: “ same why do we have to be early it’s all a bunch of bull shit.”
Tom: “ for a 14 year old you sure do swear a lot.”
Y/n: “ fuck off mate. I’m British, and you’re such a cheat to talk.”
Tom: “ anyway I brung a deck of cards. You want to play something?”
Y/n: “ oh sure.”
Yous sit and play multiple card games. After about an hour everyone has been seated. Everyone has been announced and the fans started lining up.
Host: “ alright first question.”
Fan 1: “ hi I’m like a huge fan of marvel. My question is what’s the thing that you guys did the most in between takes and the times you arn’t filming?”
Evans: “ well y/n is a kid and is required to do school. So we are all sitting playing cards and on our phones and their stuck in text books and work sheets. But no we talk play games sit on our phones and talk to producers.”
Robert: “ I sleep, while all the young ones chat I’m too old for that.”
Host: “ next fan.”
Fan 2: “ hi so I know y/n is like Tom and does most of their stunts and that’s so cool anyway, who is the clumsiest on set and what’s the worst accident and dumbest one?”
Everyone’s fingers go straight to pointing at you.
Y/n: “ rude but yeah that true. I think just the other day I walked into a door. My worst injury was probably back when I was in school I got in a fight and I was flung of a staircase. That shit hurt. Oh fuck I forgot I couldn’t swear.”
Everyone started laughing then you realised what you did.
Scarlett: “ actually there was this one time we were on set. I think we all finished for the day and everyone went back to their trailers to relax, then the next thing we hear is y/n swearing their head of from their trailer, so we all ran outside and we see them standing there hand bleeding and we go. “What have you done now” and she goes “ I was walking in the kitchen on my phone and tripped on something and those knife like just did a front flip of the counter and into my hand.” Then we rushed her to the medic but oh my their so clumsy.”
Y/n: “ moving on.”
Fan 3: “ who was the biggest pranksters while not filming.”
Hemsworth: “ hands down Evans and y/n. There was this one time everyone was relaxing with take away and watching a film. Then we are all realise both of them have disappeared. So we look around and then we get to y/n trailer. They both jump out with may I add, very realistic looking chainsaw and rev them up.”
Y/n: “ the look on your guys faces were so funny. Then we got in trouble because Paul passed out. You play ant man come one. I got sentenced to a week of detention. So when I finished filming my scenes for the day I had to go do 3 hour detention in the school trailer. Those dickheads kept coming to the window and making me laugh and getting me in more trouble.”
Evans: “ was it worth it.”
Y/n: “ yes until the point that Paul passed out. If anything you should’ve gotten in trouble Chris. You should’ve stopped me and you got let off.”
Evans: “ you probably would have been let off if you did the homework you were given , and not sitting on your phone.”
Y/n: “ to this day I still don’t do the homework. Sorry Mr Smith, you where a great teacher but I still won’t do it.”
Evans: “ the only time you do it is if one of us sits down with you and helps you.”
Y/n: “ it’s not my fault I’m dyslexic and have ADHD. It’s hard to concentrate, but moving on.”
Fan 4: “ I suffer with bad anxiety and depression and marvel saved my life. Y/n I just wanna say thank you for saving my life. Also do any of you guys suffer from bad mental health and have any tips for helping.”
The fan starts crying and you realise. You grab your water and jump off the stage to comfort her. You hug her and pass her the water.
Y/n: “ you’re ok I’ve been there done that. Here wait let me take my phone out and we can exchange snaps and you text me when you’re feeling down.”
You take your phone out and add each other on Snapchat.
Fan 4: “ thank you.”
Y/n: “ any time. Promise to message me or reach out.”
Fan 4: “ promise.”
Y/n: “ I better get back. Bye.”
You hug her one last time and jump back on stage and as you walk back to your seat you trip and hit your head.
Y/n: “fuck me, Jesus.”
People in the audience started saying stuff like gladly and yes please and other stuff along those lines. You start to feel uncomfortable and you sit down. Tom shoots a look and you and places his hand your back.
Y/n: “ I'm a minor guys. Im also like half of your age.”
Your voice was kind of squeaky and your leg starts shaking. Your cover your mic so you can speak to Tom.
Y/n: “ how long left?”
Tom: “ still quite a bit, I can take you to the hotel and then see if you’re up for the cast dinner.”
Y/n: “ is it not rude to just leave.”
Tom: “ it’s fine everyone would understand. Plus what the audience said was very out of line.”
Y/n: “ ok yeah I hate this shit.”
Tom tells Robert and Robert asks the hosts for a break. The hosts tells the audience that they are having a break and they close the curtains. Everyone says good bye and you and Tom leave and get in the car. You stay quiet in the car for over half an hour.
Tom: “ you ok?”
Y/n: “ fine I think those people just got in my head. I’ll live though. It’s my fault for being so sensitive.”
Tom: “ hey, no, it’s not your fault they are the ones who said something like that to a 14 year old.”
Y/n: “ I was practically asking for it though.”
Tom: “ no not really. Anyway are you going to the cast dinner tonight?”
Y/n: “ no.”
Tom: “ ok its at half five and its currently half four. So when i get back i will probably get ready and leave. You might see some of the cast coming back as well the convention ends round about.”
After a few more minutes yous arrive at the hotel. You got up to your room and throw yourself on the bed.
Y/n: “ FUCK!”
You curl yourself up into a ball and start crying. You start repeating the same sentence over and over again.
Y/n: “ your ok. Your ok. Your ok. Your ok. Your o-”
There was a knock on the door.
Y/n: “ did I lock the door?”
You whisper so whoever was at the door couldn't hear you.
Tom: “ hey y/n/n I’m leaving. You might be asleep but we will all so you in a couple hours.”
You sit on your bed curled up into a ball. After a few more minutes you fall asleep. At round about 2 in the morning, you are woken up by lots of stumbling and falling. You go outside to see what’s going on. Turns out everyone is drunk apart from Evans and Sebastian.
Evans: “ oh hi you look like you just woke up. Did we wake you up? I’m so sorry I’m really trying.”
Y/n: “ it’s not your fault. Someone had to chaperone.”
Evans: “ what the fuck. Right everyone in your rooms.”
After about ten more minutes he managed to get everyone in their rooms. Your sitting in your room when you hear a knock.
Y/n: “ oh my I just can’t catch a break. WHAT!”
Evans: “ it’s just me calm down.”
You open the door. He comes in and sits on the sofa.
Y/n: “ Jesus fucking Christ! It’s two in the morning I want to sleep and now I’m awake so why the fuck are you here!”
Chris: “ hey! I may not be your dad but don’t speak to me like that.”
You start to cry.
Y/n: “ I’m sorry I really am I didn’t mean to shout at you and todays been a shitty day I’m sorry it’s all my fault and people are saying stuff about me on the internet because of comic con and now everyone hates me and I just can’t take it anymore you know.”
Evans: “ just calm down and take a breathe.”
He passes you a tissue but your still crying.
Y/n: “ can I um get some time alone.”
Evans: “ uh yeah sure. I’ll come check up on you before i go to bed. I need to help Sebastian with getting all the drunk people in bed. Night.”
He walked out the door and you curl up into a ball on your bed. You go to your bathroom and look for anything sharp or a shit ton of pills. You wanted everything to be over, all the shit talking and never being good enough. You’d been cutting since you where very young because of your dad. You rummage around the cupboards and drawers. You find a pair of scissors, you lay down on your bed and roll up your sleeves. You bring the scissors up to your wrists and cut them. You did this knowing this could be the end of everything. After a few minutes of bleeding out there was another knock on the door. That’s when you realise you didn’t lock the door. There was another knock.
Evans: “ I just wanna come and check up on you is everything ok.”