Favours between friends

•𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝟰•

                            ♡︎[𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁: 𝟭,𝟰𝗸]♡︎

„Please get your hands off me, leave me alone, go away!" you started to scream. „Hey, it's okay, Y/n, I got you, I got you." you opened your eyes. Peter sat on your bed. He held you in his arms. You were shaking and your memories slowly came back.
„P-p-pet-er p-l-l-ee-ase don't t-ou-uch me." He removed his hands from your body and you sat up.

You wore a hoody and shorts. „Did you change my clothes?" You took a deep breath. „No, no of course not, Lexi did it. She drove you home and-" you interrupted him with a hug. „Thank you, thank you so so so so much." you started to cry. „When he touches you again, I'm going to kill him." his grip got a bit tighter. You felt safe in his arms, his body was warm, yours was cold. He made you feel better and comfortable. „Are you sure that  I can hug you? I don't wanna make you feel uncomfortable." He was so cute.

„Peter you saved me. And that's not the first time something like this happens to me so-" Peter stood up and raised his eyebrows. „What? What did you just say?" He seemed mad. „What do you
mean?" you also stood up. „You said this wasn't the first time, Y/n who the hell hurt you before?" he grabbed your hand and looked into your eyes. „It wasn't like this, we were in a relationship and I told him to stop but he didn't. I've already been through hell, I won't let anyone make me feel like this again. Jackson is going to pay for what he did, and he's never going to do that again." You seemed really confident. Your voice didn't tremble and you had wiped your tears away. „Do you wanna go to the police?" What a stupid question. „Seriously? You almost killed him! He didn't rape me at all because you stopped him before, the only one who would have to pay would be you, trust me I won't let this happen." you smiled at him.

„Y/n Please, I made you a hot chocolate, you can't stay inside of your room forever." That was the fourth time that he asked you to leave your room. He went on the toilet an hour ago and you locked your door so he wasn't able to come in again. Of course you were thankful that he saved you, but you didn't want him to see you having a mental breakdown. You stood in front of your mirror only in your underwear.  Your neck was completely red because Jackson chocked you. You felt dirty. You still felt his hands on your body even if they weren't there. Disgusting. You started to cry and fell onto your knees. An imaginary hand on your neck chocked you. It felt like you weren't able to breathe. A panic attack.

𝗣𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿'𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝘃:

After Peter left the bathroom, he wanted to go back into your room, but the door was locked. „Y/n? Did you lock the door?" He tried to open it over and over again. „Yes, uhm, I have to change, please don't wait okay? Just go home." her voice was really quiet. „I'll wait in the kitchen." Peter walked over and sat down in the kitchen. After twenty minutes passed, he got suspicious. „Y/n haven't you changed yet?". No answer. He thought you fell asleep, so he opened instagram on his phone and waited. He texted Mj and asked her to come over. He said that you weren't feeling so good and that you probably needed a girl to talk to. He wasn't sure if she was the right person because you barely knew her, but he was sure that you liked her, and he hadn't a better idea. Another 30 minutes passed and you still didn't left your room. He stood up and started mixing a hot chocolate.
„Y/n please I made you a hot chocolate, you can't stay inside of your room forever." He walked over to your door and pressed his ear against it. He heard that you started to cry and to breathe heavily.
„Y/n?!" he knocked at your door. „Y/n please open the door!" he screamed. „Y/n?!!" he tried to open the door again. „If you don't open the door, I'll do
it!!" his voice was filled with fear. „Fuck this" he mumbled. He started kicking against the door. It took him two minutes until the door finally opened.

𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗽𝗼𝘃:

You lay on the floor. Choking. „No, no, no, no!" Peter ran over to you and took you into his arms. „Please Y/n breathe, come on!" you heard that he was talking, and his voice slowly calmed you down. „No, come on,
please." he took your body and carried you to your bed. „You're safe, Y/n please, you're safe." he kissed your forehead and lay you down. You weren't able to talk, but you were able to breathe again. You started starring at the wall without saying a single word. You heard that someone rang the doorbell. „Stay here okay? I'll be back." he covered you up and left your room. You didn't move. You heard that he was talking to a girl. Who was it? You knew the voice. You heard that they entered your room.

„Peter why am I here? We aren't even friends." it was Mj. Why was she here? „We went to a party yesterday." Peter started. „Is that why you weren't at college today? Did you guys drink to much?" she was confused. You still stared at the wall. „Do you know Jackson?" Peter asked. You started to tremble as you heard him saying his name. „Jackson Roberts?" she asked. „Yes, so we were at his party, and he gave Y/n a drink. She kind of passed out, but I wasn't there. I danced with this girl and- Anyways." he interrupted himself. „The girl I was dancing with realised that they were gone and we found them upstairs in a room." „You don't have to tell me more, I already know the ending of this story. Jackson is an ass with way to much money. Leave us alone for a
second." Mj sat down on your bed. „Of course, please help her okay?" Peter left the room.

„Hey, Y/n, do you wanna talk about it?" her voice was soft and comforting. You tilted your head. With tears in your eyes you looked at her. „I've already been through something like this, I thought I could handle it, but I feel so-" „dirty?" She interrupted you. You nodded. „Do you feel like his hands are still all over your body? Like you're helpless?" she wiped your tear away. „I hate him." you whispered. „Of course you do, and it's okay. But staying inside of your room the whole day won't help. Talk to a therapist, or talk to someone. But don't shut the world out." she smiled at you. „Thank you." you sat up. „Jeez! You're in underwear!" she closed her eyes and you started to laugh. „Wait are you and Peter a couple?" she was confused. You stood up and got dressed. „No, we're just best friends." Mj stood up. „Yeah of course." she tilted her head. „Okay, he's cute, but I'm not his type. The girl he flirted with yesterday was absolutely stunning, I wouldn't have a chance." you closed your closet. „Oh please have you ever looked in a mirror? You're hot Y/n. Peter should fight for you." you walked over to your door and opened it. Peter sat in the kitchen. „Hey dumbass! Would you please tell Mj that we're just friends?" he jumped up as he heard your voice and ran over to you. „Oh my god, you're fine." he hugged you tight. Mj walked passed you raising her eyebrows. „Okay, enough." Peter stepped back and started to blush.

„Is that your hot chocolate?" Mj asked. „Actually I made it for-" „thanks." Mj interrupted him and took a sip. You laughed. „Mj drink faster, and Peter take your shoes. We're going on a trip." you putted on your shoes. „Where are we going?" Mj asked while she drank your hot chocolate that probably wasn't hot anymore. „We're going to visit Jackson
Roberts." you were sure that this was a terrible idea, but it was kind of necessary to check if he was still alive because Peter almost beat him to death.