𝐸𝑛𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠 · 𝑃.𝑃

~2~

Peter's POV

Peter was climbing the stairs up to bed until he saw your door. He hesitated but he knocked.
"y/n? You in there?" Peter he asked through the door. He heard not even a single sound, you weren't that quiet. He slowly opened the door to see your window smashed, blood on the rug and you...gone.
"STEVE! TONY! Y/N'S GONE!" He screamed all throughout the house. Tony and Steve run up into your room and see the state it's in.
"Peter? Where the fuck is my daughter?!" Steve asks through gritted teeth.
"I came in here to apologise to y/n and when I didn't hear anything when I knocked, I came in and saw this!" He explained, nearly crying.
"Steve, it's gonna be ok. We're gonna find her." Tony says calmly.
"How can you be so sure of that?! For all we know, she's dead right about now!" Steve says, holding his head in his hands and sitting on your bed.
"Was she taken or did she jump?" Steve asked, mainly talking to Peter.
"I don't know...I didn't look o-out the w-window." Peter stuttered, he'd always been terrified of Steve but now his daughter was gone, straight petrified.
"If she jumped, it's your head." Steve says, pumping his chest towards Peter.
"Why is it my fault?!" Peter raised his voice.
"Because she's depressed because she thinks everyone hates her!" Everyone stops what they were doing to look at Steve.
"What?" Wanda whispers. Steve nods his head.
"Because this idiot here hates her, she thinks the whole of the Avengers do. Even me."

Peter says nothing and walks out the room. He felt terrible that you were gone so he went to Tony's lab to track you down, Tony had been teaching him how to do that and they were all still up there in your room so he was going to save you himself.
"Come on Friday...find y/n...do your job." Peter muttered to himself.
"I'm sorry Mr Parker but I cannot find her." Friday says.
"Damn it!" Peter yells, punching the wall. He growls to himself and sits with his head in his hands..until he gets an idea.
"Hey Friday. If y/n ran away, do you know any hiding spots she has?" He asks, getting hopeful because he knows you love to hide.
"Searching for hiding spots...I have found two: The coffee shop down the street and the alleyway of PetCo. She loves to hold the puppies there." Friday says. Peter laughs to himself and gets in his suit, thinking about how much of a dork you are.

Peter loves you really, he adores you...he just seems like he hates you because Steve said that he couldn't date you so he just hated you because it was easier. When your mom died, he wanted to be there for you but whenever he saw you crying, he would just ask if you was alright. You thought he was a dickhead.
Peter was swinging to the coffee shop when he saw you, unconscious in the alleyway.
"Shit..." Peter whispered to himself as he ran over to you. He checked your pulse, it was weak but there. He got his cracked phone out to call Steve.
"Steve! Oh thank god.." He breathed out.
"Kid I'm busy right now. You know, looking for my daughter." Steve said sarcastically.
"That's why I'm calling, I found her! But she's unconscious."
"What?! Where are you?!"
"Alleyway of her favourite coffee shop. Quick, her pulse is slowly slowing down!"
"Tony's on his way! Just stay put. Thank you Peter, I really owe you one." And with that he hangs up.