Life is not a Fairytale (PeterParkerxReader)

Chapter 53: Panic Room

Your Pov:
Great, I'm unconscious once again. Everytime I faint, I go to this dark and spooky place I started to call 'The Panic Room' as the years went by. Normally it's just a dark room, filling itself with dark thoughts I stuff away while I'm awake, but this time I could see someone or something on the other side of the room.

"Y/n, is that you?" I heard the familiar voice of Wanda say.

"Yes, but how did you get here?" I said, slowly walking towards her.

"I went into your mind. Y/n, you've been in a coma for over a month, it's time to wake up." she said, walking to me too.

"I can't, the Panic Room has taken me." I said, feeling myself being pulled to the ground.

Wanda came closer and somehow put a hand on my shoulder.

"You can wake up, you're the strongest creature in the multiverse. Let me take over the darkness, I can control it with you."

"No, it's too horrible, even for you. Eventually I will wake up, it just takes time." I said, tears forming.

"We don't have time, Y/n. Share the darkness, all the negative thoughts, all the struggles." Wanda said, kneeling down with me.

Feeling my heart pound in my chest, I kind of shot out all the memories that bothered me to Wanda.

Wanda's Pov:
After seeing all the memories that Y/n had contained, I was so shocked that I lost focus and stopped the connection between me and her.

"What did you see, Wanda?" Vision asked, backing me up.

"This is way bigger than we imagined. Guys, Y/n has all these emotions and fears. Tony, did you ever wonder why she doesn't like fireworks?" I asked Tony, who shrugged, "Remember the attack on Stark Mansion? Y/n followed it on the news, and has a trauma about the exploding noises. And did anyone know she has this big nightmare whenever she faints or even goes to sleep? This girl has so many secrets we didn't know off, and it's slowly killing her."

"So you're saying my daughter has some sort of PTSD, like I had?" Tony asked.

"Yes, along with a deep depression, a fear of commitment and abandonment, and getting tired of it all."

In the corner of my eye I saw Peter getting his hands through his hair.

"Did you talk to her? Did she say when she was going to wake up?" he asked.

"I'm sorry Pete, she didn't know herself. The Panic Room, as she started calling the awful place, keeps her down there, it literally takes away all her energy. I was there for maybe a few minutes, but even that was exhausting. Imagine her being there for a whole month, she's fighting for her life."

Peter's Pov:
"So you're saying she's slowly dying? N-no, she can't die, I-I need her. Can't you so anything to wake her up?" I said as tears formed in my eyes, "Please, I need her to wake up."

"I know you do Peter, we all want her to be with us again, but she has to do this on her own." Mr Stark said.

"How can you say that? You're her father, but you're okay with the fact that Y/n is dying." I blurted out, all my emotions had taken over.

Then he did something I didn't see coming, as he gave me a hug.

"I care for her as much as you do, but someone has to keep their head cool. You stay with her, make sure she's safe."

"I will, I promise." I responded.

For the next hours I sat next to her bed, hoping to detect some kind of movement. Already giving my hopes up, I saw Y/n's eyes slowly open.

"Y/n!? No, please stay with me, stay here for me." I said, jumping out of the chair.

"Don't worry, I'm not planning on leaving." she said weak, trying to get up.

"Wait, let me help you get up." I said, helping her sit on her bed, "Oh god, I missed you so much."

"I missed you too, can you please tell the others I'm awake?" she said looking me in the eyes.

"Of course, wait here for me, I'll be back before you know it." I said, giving her a kiss on the forehead and running downstairs.