New me

ch 2; We need you papa

Peter dressed as spider-man is swinging from building to building.
He is upset.
But can't remember why.
But his tears are falling angrily down on his cheeks, soaking the mask.
Even though his stamina usual is almost unlimited, he's panting heavily.
As he was about to pass out or about to get a huge anxiety attack.
However; he isn't noticing how his web shooters need getting reloaded.
The next thing he sees is how the ground gets closer.
*smack*

"GAAAaahh...."
Peter sits panting up on his bed while the sweat is running along his spine.
His widened eyes are staring out in the darkness.
Trying to understand where he is.
When his breathing starts slower down, he exhales relieved.
"Again?..." he sighs and can't understand why the same dream is haunting him almost each night.
"Papa..." he mumbles with tears appearing in the corners of his eyes.
He swallows hardly and walks out from his bedroom.

Peter starts the shower before he starts undressing himself.
His hand runs across his stomach.
It feels as something is missing. As he is supposed to have something at his stomach who aren't there anymore.
But he can't remember what it should've been.
To be honest; he can't remember much from April and may. Or more correctly; nothing at all.
Maybe something happened these months, who are the last pieces of the puzzle of his life.
Peter would love to ask Tony, but he knows already it isn't any point with asking since Tony has acting weirdly lately.
Peter jolts.
Perhaps the story about Steve helping an old friend is just the half truth?
What if... What if Steve went behind Tony' back and have'd an affair with another man?
And that's why Tony is messed up as he is now?!
Peter swallows hardly.
If that's the case, then he understands Tony's weird behavior.
Peter sighs and enters the shower with the mind set on; not asking Tony about Steve the closest future.

***
Peter knocks on Tony's bedroom's door.
"Dad?...Daddy?..." Peter says while he knocks.
He hears how someone is shifting in the bed as the person was turning around from one side to another side.
Peter gulps.
He hates how Tony starts closing himself into his bedroom.
How he starts drifting farther away from Peter.
"Dad?... It's time to wake up and eat breakfast..." Peter says and knocks on the door.
Tony grunts.
"Go away..."
Peter flinches.
"B-but..." he swallows nervously.
"Father, I..."
"LEAVE ME ALONE! I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU..." Tony shouts angrily from the bed.
Peter jolts backward while his heart starts speeding up.
"Daddy..." he mumbles sniffing with tears falling from his confused eyes.
Peter walks backward a few steps before he turns around with his arm wiping his eyes.
Then he runs up through the stairs.
Peter has never felt unwanted. Not until now.
Nowadays he feels as a stranger.
Someone who aren't welcome in this life. At least with these peoples.

Peter sits down onto his bed with his cell phone by his ear.
He tries calling his papa for the fiftieth time since three weeks back.
The signals are letting him knowing the person's phone is still working. And isn't busy with another call.
"Hi this is Steve..."
Peter furrows his eyebrows bothered.
"I can't answer right now, please leave a message after the beep..."
*Beeeeeep*
Peter sighs.
"Hi papa, this is Peter...Your son if you still remember me...I..." Peter inhales sharply and looks with teary eyes up at the ceiling.
"Did...Did you cheated on daddy?...He-... He hasn't been himself lately...I...We... Need you...Please...Come home papa..." Peter begs sniffing and wipes his escaping tears with the sleeve of his black cardigan.
"I love you papa..." he adds before the cell phone let's him know the time for recording a message is over.
Peter swallows hardly and lower his hand with the phone in it.
His head hungs disappointed.
"Come back papa... We are a broken family without you..." he mumbles..