Chapter song recommendation: Another Love by Tom Odell
Ppov
What am I going to do?
What have I done?
I wish Mr Stark was here, so I could ask him what to do. But everyone knew who he was behind the mask.
I can never go back to school.
What if I just fake my death?
No no no no that will never work.
I sighed, dropping onto my bed, and holding my head in my hands.
This was one of those times I wished my father was still alive, I needed someone I could rely on. It's not like Ned or MJ really knew, or even understood what I was feeling right now.
No one does
"Hey Peter?" I looked up at Aunt May, and gave her a weak smile. She's the reason I was wearing that mask, I can't put my family in danger.
"Hi." I leaned back, staring at the floor.
"How are you feeling?" She sat on the bed, grabbing my hand.
"Like I have a giant Target on my back." I replied honestly.
She smiled at me, but it was forced.
"How bad is this?"
"Pretty bad Aunt May." I sighed, sitting up, "but don't worry alright? I won't let anything happen to you." I grabbed her shoulders, "nothing."
"I'm not worried about me weirdo, I'm worried about you."
"You don't have to worry about me. I'll be fine." I trailed off laying back again, and looking up at the ceiling, "of course you could..."
"I could...?"
"Take me out of school forever." I groaned, burying my face in my pillow.
"I would kiddo, but you have to go to school. Plus it's highschool, it'll be old news in a week, 2 weeks tops!" She stood up, waving the dish towel she was holding as she walked out, "it'll get better!" She shouted as she made it to the kitchen.
3 months later and it wasn't looking up. Everyone but Ned and MJ would stare and whisper, of course the rumors in the media that milled about had been pretty quickly shut down by S.H.I.E.L.D's legal team, along with STARK industries, which Pepper and Happy still keep up with. But it didn't stop all the other rumors.
Was he born like that?
Why does he hide it?
Is there something wrong with him?
Is that why his parents left him on his aunts doorstep? Because he's different?
Happy drives me to school everyday, he's around a lot thanks to him being (or not being? I'm still not sure) with aunt May.
I was actually surprised that it wasn't as big a deal to the rest of the world as it was to me, and apparently New York.
Like Aunt May had said, the news swept the world, and a week later, it was old news. Just like when Mr Stark told everyone who he was under the mask. It's shocking, but once the shock wears off, who cares?
I wish it was like that in school.
"Come on, come on! I've got places to be!" Happy tapped his watch as I walked towards the car. I got in and we took off towards the apartment.
"Wait, happy..."
He glanced at me, his gaze questioning.
"Can...uh...could you drop me off...somewhere?"
