Peter. Peter Parker.

Chapter 22: Something was definitely wrong

(Ya'll. It's starting to get crazy!!) 

Peter's POV:

"So you're telling me that Y/N figured out you were Spiderman, then you and Y/N got kidnapped by a man in a plague doctor's mask, Y/N was beaten up, yall escaped and then went to your house and she spent the night with you?"

"Yeah pretty much."

He gave me a mischievous grin. "Did yall do anything?"

"I just told you I got kidnapped and that's what you have to say... really?"

"Hey, it's not every day you get a pretty girl kidnapped, save her, and then have her sleep in your bed."

She is pretty isn't she?

"Who got kidnapped?" 

My eyes widened as MJ and Y/N sat down. I looked at Y/N  and her expression was about the same as mine.

"Y/N and Peter got kidnapped."

"NED!"

"Oh, was I not supposed to say? I thought that was what Y/N was telling MJ about since we all know that you're Spiderman now."

Y/N"s eyes widened. "Wait, you two know too?"

"Wait, so you didn't get mugged?"

"They also slept together."

"NED I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU DON'T KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT-"

"Wait, you two slept together?"

"Ok, everyone shut up and listen."

I explained to them all what happened this weekend. They didn't seem too surprised because they know what kind of missions I've been on but this time someone they knew was involved.

I finished and there was a long silence. MJ was the first to say anything. "So Y/N what did the plague doctor do to you?"

"I'm not really sure. I don't remember getting beat up, all I remember is being hit by a blast of something and then waking up in Peter's room the next morning."

I felt something off with her. I hadn't had a good look at her all day but it wasn't until now that I noticed the dark bags under her eyes.

She wasn't sleeping.

The bell rang and we all headed out, Y/N looked relieved she didn't have to talk anymore and quickly headed to her locker to get her books for her next class.

I caught up to her. "Y/N what aren't you telling us?"

She seemed nervous. "What do you mean?"

"I mean that you aren't telling the whole truth about what happened. And you haven't been sleeping."

"No Peter, I'm fine I've just had a lot on my mind and didn't get a lot of sleep. Nothing to worry about I promise."

She grabbed my hand and looked up at me. Our eyes locked and we stayed like that until the second bell rang making us late for class.

"I'll see you after school yeah? Delmar's?"

"Yeah Y/N sounds good."

She was a good liar. I'll give her that. but my Peter tingle doesn't lie. Something was definitely wrong with Y/N and I intended to find out what.

Y/N's POV:

I can't sleep. Not when I was kidnapped and tortured. That kind of thing leaves a mark on people, and always just the physical kind. My bruises were slowly fading but they were still sore making sleeping not easy to achieve. On top of that, my mind was swimming with what I didn't know were dreams or memories. I don't remember everything, but I keep having flashes of my mother and her telling me that we had to leave. I see my father angry and my mother scared.

What is going on?

They seemed too real to be dreams but I had never remembered these so-called memories until recently.

During class, I wrote down everything I could remember.

Mom telling me that we had to leave

Mom seeming scared and anxious

My father was angry and my mother was scared of him. Not just for herself, but for me as well.

I was confused and was sent to my room while my parents argued outside.

It was coming back to me now. I do remember what happened. My mom told me that we had to leave. She said that it was urgent and that we had to do it quickly before dad came home. I was confused because my mom seemed scared and hurried but I was just a little kid so I didn't know what was really going on. My dad caught my mother and I as we were headed for the door and asked where we were going. My mother got even more scared and told me to go to my room. My parents fought outside and I heard a loud thud come from the living room. I was too young at the time to know what had happened but I had my suspicions now because if anything, I was sure of one thing. I didn't see my mother again after that.

I have to go talk to my dad.

Sorry, Peter, you're going to have to wait.

Peter's POV:

I went to Delmar's after school and waited on Y/N for a good 20 minutes. When she didn't show I decided to call her but her phone went straight to voicemail every time. After 45 minutes I started to get worried.

Where is she? She wouldn't have bailed unless something happened.

I remember how uneasy she was today and how she lied about how she was.

Something was definitely wrong.

I grabbed my backpack and ran over to where I dropped off Y/N once before. Only thing was, where I dropped her off, there was nothing there. Just an alleyway and some garbage cans.

Why did she have me drop her off here?

After looking around for a little longer, I decided that I may have been overreacting. I knew something was off with her but she still has a life outside of me. Maybe her dad called her and told her to come home and her phone died and she couldn't tell me she couldn't come.

It's not like you're her boyfriend Peter, you don't have to keep tabs on her.

I went back home and tried not to think about her. I kept my phone by me though the whole night just in case.

You'll see her tomorrow at school, don't worry about it.

Except I didn't see Y/N at school the next day. Or the next...

Something was definitely wrong.