part 13

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peters pov

we walk into this room, it's like a storage room but bigger. tony closes the door. he just stairs at me.
"you know what i need to talk to you about" i say
"yeah" peter says
"there's a few reason"
"i know"
"first off, sleeping with my daughter. that isn't ok, you guys are too young to be doing that shit. second off running away isn't okay. i was worried about you and coming home drunk at 2am really. do you not care about your own body. huh?"
"i only ran away because i saved y/n ass from getting in trouble and i was sad so i drank" i say
"ok you still shouldn't do that, any of that. you need to stop sleeping around" he says
"i stoped like a month ago, last person i slept with was her" i say
"as long as it didn't mean anything and won't happen again" he says
"huh? what do you mean?" i say
"well y/n said it was because of a creep at a party and you wouldn't shut up so that's why she did it, and it didn't mean anything and won't happen again" he says
and now i'm hurt because it meant a lot to me and i actually thought she liked me.
"you didn't know that did you" he asks
"no i'm fine tho" i say
i walk out of the room.
"how did it go" she asks
"don't talk to me" i say
"what?" she says
"you heard me. i don't wanna look at you" i say
"what did i do" she asks
"me and it ment nothing to you"
"peter no-"
"i thought you actually liked me or actually cared about me but you don't" i say
"i do i. i need to talk to you ok. let me explain" she says
"no. your one of the few people i actually care about that i've slept with. i tried for you, i've cried into your arms, i've told you shit i've never told anyone..."
i start to walk towards her and she walks back wards. tony and nat and steve were in the room. i was kinda whispering but i start to get louder.
"...AND YOU STILL HATE ME DONT YOU. WAS THIS ALL SOME SICK JOKE TO YOU... HUH? YOU WANTED ME TO FALL FOR YOU AS A JOKE, A PRANK, A BET Y/N..." she hits the wall and i keep yelling and getting closer. i can see steve and tony walking towards me.
" IVE GONE THREW SO MUCH SHIT THE LAST MONTH AND A HALF AND YOU PULL THIS SHIT" i yell
steve and tony pull me away from her.
"peter stop, calm down" steve says
i relax a little bit i'm still mad and upset.
"put me into the system. better then looking at this whore everyday" i say
"watch it peter-"
"or what you'll put me in the system like i just said" i say
"kid-"
"no. i don't wanna live here anymore" i say
"your just upset" tony says
"thanks Sherlock" i say sarcastically
"just.. we will talk about it tomorrow" he says
"fine" i say
"you can let go now" i say
"yeah" they say and let go. i walk up to my room. i go to the bathroom and pull out a razor. i hold it on my wrist for a second before sliding it a crossed. it felt good, the pain felt nice. it was probably because this is one of the few things i have control of. i do it again. i only have a few cuts. 3on my left and 2 on my right arm. i put the razor back. i wipe off the blood. i go to my closet and put a sweat shirt on. even tho it's summer and like 80 degrees. i text one of my old hook ups.
"hey can i come over" i ask
"yeah peter, please do" she says
"ok" i say
i walk to her house.

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