Torn

- | PIZZA | -

Katya thought she had experienced the worst of her panic attacks back in 2014 specifically after nightmares. This was worse.

The hardest part was trying to keep it together as she walked through her apartment to her room. Quietly nodding as Natasha told her they were having leftover pizza for dinner and keeping her head down as she passed the other residents of the apartment. 

Katya went into her room and locked the door behind her then let it all out. It was a blur of pure emotion. Crying and hyperventilating and feeling the need to throw up without actually being able to. But it was all entirely silent. No one outside of the room would know what was going on unless they broke the door down. Speaking of which...

"Hey, Kat. Nat's thinking of trying to cook dinner instead, can you try and talk her out of it?" She heard Sam's voice on the outside of the door. She tried to calm her breathing and make it all stop. Maybe if she didn't answer he would just go away. "Kat? You alright in there?" He asked. She didn't answer. "Okay, I'm coming in..." the door handle turned around, Sam struggling with the locked door. Suddenly, it opened and Sam walked in.

"Did you just pick my lock?" Katya asked through tears.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Sam sat down on the floor across from her.

"Nothing, I just..." Sam gave her a pointed look. "Okay, everything. Everything just feels like it's falling apart."

"What's falling apart?"

Katya stopped to think. How was she going to explain the she had a secret father who just died and she just pretty much broke up with her boyfriend who just happens to be Spiderman. "You're like... a therapist, right?"

"Kinda..." Sam said. "I didn't get my psychology degree for nothing."

"Can you not tell anyone if I tell you what's wrong?"

"I won't say a word."

Katya took a deep breath. She had no idea how she was going to get this out. She looked around then grabbed the almost full diary off of her desk. Katya handed it to Sam. "Read over entries one, four and twelve. Then I'll explain the rest."

Meanwhile...

Tony sat at his desk, running facial recognition on the security camera clip. Suddenly he got something. It matched with a school photo. Katya Campbell. The school she went to was Midtown High, Peter's school. He picked up the phone and called Peter.

"Hey, kid. What do you know about Katya Campbell?"

"Um... she's my...girlfriend. Why?"

"Just tell me everything you know about her. Specifically her family and her past."

"Uh, I've never met her family and I've only been in her house twice." Peter said. "Now that I think about it... I don't really know anything about her past."

"Thought so." Tony said. "Do you at least know where she lives?"

"Yeah..."

"Great, text me the address."

"But, Mr. Stark-"

"Okay, thanks. Bye."

Elsewhere...

"So Natasha doesn't know about any of this?" Sam asked after he finished reading and Katya had explained the recent events. Katya shook her head. "Wow."

"I know." She said. "I'm in over my head. I don't know what to do."

"Well, first of all. You've gotta work things out with your boyfriend. I don't care what you say, but you've gotta talk to him after just leaving like that." Katya nodded. "And, I'm not saying anything to anyone... but I really think you should tell Nat. It doesn't have to be today, and it doesn't have to be tomorrow. Hell, it doesn't even have to be this year. Just make sure you don't let all of this weigh you down for too long."

"Alright. I'll talk to Peter tonight." Katya said.

"Tonight? How are you gonna talk to him tonight?"

"Sometimes we meet up on the roof." She said simply. "Or my room."

"You've been having a boy over and no one noticed?" Sam asked, surprised. "Huh, you really are a super spy."

"Well, it helps that he's-" Katia stopped herself. "Stealthy... very stealthy."

"I don't even wanna know what kind of innuendo that is." Sam said, pointing a stern finger. "Now come on, let's go have some pizza."

(A/N - heyyyy I'm alive! sry this update was short, but there's another one coming soon I promise <3)