Peter Parker Has A Little Sister!?!?

Eating disorder

I dont exactly have an eating disorder and my experiance is going to probablly not be right but i have been struggling with my body image and deciding if i should really eat the food i get for supper or eat breakfast. I've read other fics with eating disorders in them so im just gonna try my best and if anyone with one or had one and wants to correct me please reach out!

Mayas pov

Just like every morning i stood there looking in the mirror hating everything about me. Sure im smart but im not as smart as tony or peter so whats the point? my hair is frizzy and never sits straight. My stomach is huge and my legs are fat.

Why cant i be beautiful like pepper? Or super smart like tony or peter?

It doesnt help when i do decide to eat anything with more than a 100 calories that isnt a "meal" i feel awful or am asked, how many of those have you had?

I love my family i do, but when everyones so skinny, smart, and beautiful and i dont fit into any of that how i suppose to feel good about my self.

Ya i work out, or at least im trying too. I go to school and read plenty of books but it doesnt help my vocab like people say it will.

I looked back into the mirror at the only part of me i liked, my eyes.

Even though sometimes i hate them i love the way they sparkle when the light shines on them.

After my tiny morning break down i got dressed and went into the living room, not looking at the kitchen, seeing peter and tony sitting on the couch talking.

"Morning Petey and tony!" i said cheerfully, happy to see them, my mood drastically changing.

"Morning Princess!" Peter chirped opening his arms so i could hug him.

"Morning bud" Tony said kindly though grumpily, he hadnt had his full 2 cups of coffee yet.

Since school was done me and peter stayed home just enjoying each others company alone since tony and pepper were at work.

Peters pov

I've noticed maya not eating as much lately. At first i thought she just was going on a small diet since she has been working out, but she has not only been skipping breakfast but shes also been avoiding lunch and hardly eating anything at supper. She's also been sleeping a lot more, i once asked her why since i knew she had at least 7 hours of sleep the night before and she had then taken a 8 hour nap between 2 and 10 during the day. All she did was respond with an, im just tired and then shrugged me off.

But i know when somethings wrong with her, i raised her. So today while we were all alone i sat beside her, put my arm around her shoulder and said those few words everyone needs to hear sometimes.

"darling, i know somethings wrong, I dont know what and if your not comfortable opening up thats alright but know im here for you and i love you." i told her

Immediatly she had tears in her eyes and started hugging me.

Maya's pov

Peter knows me so well. He knows exactly how to break my walls down and get me to open up. So i did just that even though i was scared he might hate me or i might be a burden i told him all about how i felt useless and fat and discouraged. All he did was comfort me, hug me, talk to me, and after i had settled down he started telling me everything he loved about me. From my hair to my my eyes, my stomach to my feet. He told me i was perfect and not a single thing was out of place or needed to be changed.

For the next few months he helped me eat the proper amount, helped me out of relapses, and made sure i was okay and happy.

Sometimes problems only need the touch of a father. <3

I hope you liked it!

Bye Little Cubs!!!