404- peter parker

part 4

y/n's POV

i'm sitting down stairs talking to nat. then peter comes down stairs.
"i had the option to go tell you foods ready but i wanted you to get in trouble" i say
"your a bitch" he says removing tape from his hand.
"i know" i say
he walks over and grabs a piece of chicken and eats it.
"i haven't seen you eat in a while" i say
"i guess you weren't looking very hard" he says
"sure" i say
he finishes the food and goes back up stairs to his room. idk what he does up there but he's in his room a lot. i don't mean with people i mean just by his self. he doesn't come down for a while. i mean if he could be grieving but i don't know. i walk up to his room and open the door slowly. i see him in the bathroom but he hasn't seen me yet. he's crying i can hear him.
he has his phone up to his ear. i'm wondering who he's calling.
"i don't know why i'm calling like you would answer but i just wanted to hear your voice on the messaging box thing. you would be so disappointed in me aunt may. i've fucked up a lot this last month you've been gone..."
i don't think i should be hearing this.
"... i've been making everybody's life harder, especially tony's. he's constantly disappointed in me i feel like. also before you died you kept asking me to bring y/n over because you missed her but i never told you we weren't friends because i felt bad to tell you. i fucked up that too. anyway love you bye" he hangs up. i hide under his bed so he doesn't see me. he walks into his room. i see his shirt drop to the floor. he just starts working out like why does this surprise me. after like 20 minutes he lays on his bed.
"hey peter have you seen y/n- really kid" tony says entering his room
"what?" he says
he walks over to the bed and kneels down and looks at me. i come out from under his bed
he just looks at me.
"really kid. my daughter, first a random girl and now my fucking daughter-" he star to to yell a little
"i didn't ev-"
"no. i am disappointed in you" my dad continues
"dad it wasn't what it looked like" i say
"then what was it" he asks
"so basically i wanted to see what peter does in his room all day and i heard something i shouldn't have then to not get caught as he was in the bathroom i hide under his bed and he did a workout routine. notice that i'm not sweaty or anything" i say
"what do you- did you hear the phone call?" he asks
"yeah" i say
"fuck" he says
"you need to figure out your guys issues" my dad says
"no we don't. everyone out please" peter says
"you guys need to talk this out because i'm tired of having 2 teenagers argue all the time" he says
"we will later"
"now"
"fine" he says
i stay in peters room. he goes and sits in his desk chair. i sit on his bed.
"did you actually here the phone call?" he asks
"yeah, i didn't want to but i just got so into it" i say
"this is why we stopped being friends" he says
"no i don't think that's why" i say
"i think it's because when i was 13, we fucked, i thought i was pregnant and you said 'not my problem' and dipped. i wasn't but that's why" i say
"yeah i know. i'm sorry but i was 13, i wasn't ready. " peter says
"i wasn't ether and you would have left" i say
"i'm sorry, that was 2 years ago" peter says
"and? aunt mays death was a month ago and your still not over it" i snap
he clenches his jaw over that statement.
"i'm sorry about that statement but i was hurt 2 years ago" i say
"i know and i regret it, can't we just forget about it" peter says
"fine" i say