part 3

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1 month later:

peter moves in and his room is right next to mine. we share a wall and it sucks. he's doing this whole grieving process, he drinks, smokes and random girls are in and out of his room all the time which sucks because there loud. anyway i just finished eating so i'm gonna go put my dishes back in the kitchen. i walk out of my room as peter and a blond bitch was entering his. she enters and me and him make eye contact before he closes his door. he looks like he's in a lot of pain and drunk. this is like a nightly occurrence. anyway i go down to the kitchen and put my dishes away. my dads in there.
"hey can you let's peter know dinners ready, he hasn't ate yet" my dad says
"can you go do it please, i'm gonna do the dishes" i say
i'm not gonna do this dishes i just want peter to get caught in the act.

peters POV:

i might be a little drunk but that's beyond the point. anyway i'm making out with this girl. i take off her shirt and she takes off mine. i'm feeling up and down her chest. i only do this because it takes my mind off of things.
"hey peter there food dow- omg" tony says walking in then out.
"fuck" i say
i stand up and toss her her shirt. she puts it on.
she leaves my room.
"y/n make sure she leaves" tony says
she nods and follows her out. i sit down on my bed knowing tony's gonna talk to me.
"really kid what we're you thinking" tony says
i don't answer i just keep looking down.
"i mean peter i understand your hurt- how many girls have you brought back here?"
"i don't know.... 15 or something like that" i say
"15 peter?! your 15, you shouldn't even have 1 body let alone 15 or more" tony starts to lecture
tony looks over and walks over to my bed side table.
"is this vodka- kid you have to think, you really think this is ok?" tony says
i don't answer
"answer me! you think all of this is ok?!"
"no" i say
"then why are you doing it?!"
"i don't know" i say
"what would may think of this?" tony says
"aunt mays dead so it doesn't really matter now does it" i say
"foods down stairs" tony leaves my room.
"fuck" i say
i close my door and walk to my bathroom that's connected to mine and y/n's room. i look her side of the bathroom door.
i look in the mirror before punching it, making the mirror crack and break a little. i cut my knuckles a little. i walk down to the gym and just start working out because what else am i gonna do. i haven't ate a lot of food this last week and it's been a good 2 days since i ate last. i start running on the treadmill. i get to mile 1 and i'm feeling really dizzy so i step off and tape my hands and start using the punching bags as one does. i just punch and get my anger out. i'm listening to music threw my AirPods so i can't really hear anything. i didn't notice tony and Steve come in. i'm still feeling dizzy but that's beyond the point. i decided to go down stairs and eat the food. i turn around and see tony and steve. i do the sup nod and walk past them.

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