Chapter 5

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Pietro's POV

I was in the living room talking with Tony about how he's still working on pardoning the Rouges. In the midst of our conversation my phone rang out, and I noticed it was Bambi.

Why would he call not text?

I raised my hand, signalling Tony to shut up, and answered the call.

*Underlined=Peter   italics=Pietro   Bold=Tony*

"Hey Bambi."

No response

"Hello? You there Bambi?"

That's when I heard laboured breathing form his end. Shit I think he's having a panic attack.

"Bambi listen to me, everything is alright, you're alright."

"What's going on?"

I put my hand over the phone's mic.

"I've been talking to this boy over text this past month and he's now having a panic attack and I don't know how to help him!"

"Calm down and give me the phone"

I moved my hand off the mic and passed Tony the phone.

Tony's POV

"Hey kid, you need to breathe"

"I-ca-n't"

Shit

"Yes you can kid. Listen to my breathing and match it Just like that. in and out"

I started to hear him taking deeper breaths.

"What's your name kid?"

"Pet-er"

"I understand what it's like to have a panic attack. I'm proud of you, you did well to come back, Pete"

Peter's POV

No

No

No

...

That's what Toomes called me and then he dropped a building on me.

All the memories of not being able to breathe and being alone under the crushed building with no help.

My breathing started to pick up.














No, please no, not again...

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