𝐸𝑛𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠 · 𝑃.𝑃

~19~

I started getting ready to see Peter after a few hours of having a mental breakdown. I did my makeup and put on my amazing dress.

I stood in the mirror again, staring at my stomach. Thoughts start racing through my head, wondering what I was gonna do. Is Peter gonna break up with me? Am I gonna get kicked out? Is my dad gonna go insane? Of course he is. I walk out my room and go down the stairs.
"Hey dad? Have you seen my white trainers?" I yell to him, not knowing where he was.
"They might be in the kitchen! Where you left them." He giggles, walking into the room. "You look good, hun."
"Thanks. Have you seen Peter?" I ask him, hoping he knows the answer.
"I'm not allowed to tell you lady, missy. Can't ruin the surprise now, can I?" I roll my eyes and shove on my shoes without untying the laces. I sit on my phone for a minute when I hear the doorbell go. I walk over and see a note on the mat. I scrunch my eyebrows and pick it up.
'Hey darling, wait at the end of the driveway for me...I have a surprise for you, well; another one:)
Peter x'
"Bye dad!" I yell.
"Have a nice night, sweetheart!" Steve yells back, I shut the door and run to the end of the driveway. I wait for a few minutes, then they turn into hours. Is he coming? Or not...? I run back into the house, trying not to cry.
"y/n? What happened?" Tony asks. I ignore everyone trying to comfort me and run to my room.

Peter's POV
"Fuck sake!" I shout. "I'm gonna be late."
I start to punch all the burglars in the local sandwich shop until they finally get knocked out.
"Call the police. I gotta go." I told the owner and swung as fast as I could to back to the compound.
"Where is she?" I say, little bit manic.
"She went up to her room...she started playing Chemical Romance so I wouldn't go up there." Wanda warns. Peter shivers and hesitantly walks up to y/n's room. He knocks, no answer and the speakers being turned up.
"y/n! Talk to me." I say, banging on the door.
"Go away!" She shouts back.
"Just let me explain!" A few seconds pass. She swings open the door with makeup running down her face.
"There's nothing to explain. You stood me up on our one year. Mystery solved!" She sasses.
"You have no idea how much time I spend on tonight and now you think I just bailed?! There was a burglary at the sandwich shop and my senses kicked in! What's so bad about that?" Peter shouts back.
"It took you 4 hours to knock out some bad guys and call the cops? Complete bullshit!"
"So you think I bailed for no reason?"
"I'm just mad that you bailed! I don't care about the reason. I care that this is the first proper relationship I've had in 4 years and I was so excited tonight and I had to tell you something that would probably change our lives forever but no! I got stood up by the probably the only person I've ever loved! Now leave me alone."
I just stare at her, completely struck by how she shouted at me, I mean I get it. I deserve it.

"What did you have to tell me?" I say, just above a whisper. She just looks down at the floor, tears escaping her eyes. I grab her shoulders and she looks up at me.
"Don't kill me. Please." She whispers, her puppy eyes nearly killing me.
"What makes you think I would kill you?" I say, so confused to the point tears come to my eyes.
She takes a deep breath and looks back down at the floor. She mumbles something.
"What? I didn't hear you."
"I'm pregnant!" She shouts. My eyes widen and my whole body stiffens. I hear people start to walk up the stairs and her grab my arm and pull me into her room and locking the door.

Back to your POV
"y/n! Open the door right now!" Steve says, banging on the door.
"y/n Rogers! Open the door!" Tony butts in.
"Go away!" I shout back. My powers start to leak from my hands.
"y/n, your hands. You gotta calm down." Peter calmly says to me. I slowly start to take deep breaths and try to calm myself down but unable to because of all the banging on the door.
"y/n! Open the door now!" My dad shouted in an angry tone. I start to cry.
"Get away from me, Peter. I don't wanna hurt you." I whisper.
"I'm not going anywhere. No matter how much it hurts me." Peter says. "Want me to go get them to stop?"
"Please. I don't wanna hurt anyone."
Peter nods his head and walks out the room.

Peter's POV
"Guys...you all need to calm down." I say calmly. Everyone looks at each other disbelief of what I just said.
"How do you expect us to stay calm given what we just heard?!" Steve shouts in my face. I don't even flinch.
"She's terrified. Her powers are spinning out of control because she can't control her emotions. She told me to try and get you to stop because she doesn't wanna hurt any of you." I explain. Everyone falls silent.
"What do you mean, she's terrified? Of us?" Tony asks.
"Yeah. Before she told me, she asked me not to kill her."
"W-What? She said that?" Steve stuttered.
"Yeah she did. She was probably gonna say it to you when she was gonna tell you. Look, don't do it for me but do it for her, she really needs your support right now. She's terrified as fuck."
"Language." Steve muttered. Everyone glared daggers at him.
"Seriously." Nat said out loud, basically saying everyone's thoughts.
"Does anyone else know about this?" Clint asked.
"I don't know." I replied.
"Me and Nat know." Wanda says, everyone turning around to glare at her and Nat.
"Hot come Wanda knows everything and y/n before we all do?" Tony asks.
"I spend a lot of time with her! I actually do stuff with her that's not training." Wanda shoots back, making everyone fall silent again.
"Hey! I do stuff with her!" I shout in defence. Everyone looks at me with a look.
"Weren't you 4 hours late for her date tonight?" Steve asks, wanting to push all his buttons.
"It was an accident. There was an incident at the sandwich shop and I went to stop it. I didn't realise it would take so long for the cops to get there so I could throw them in the car like I normally did." I explain myself.
"Can I go in?" Tony asks.
"Let me ask her."

Back to your POV
"y/n?" Peter whispers as he comes back in the room.
"Yeah?" I say, sniffling.
"Tony asked if he could talk to you."
"Umm...I don't know."
"He seems the calmest at this point to be honest."
"Ok. He can come in." Peter leaves the room and his presence was replaced with Tony's.
"Hey. You up to talking?" Tony asks, shoving his hands into his pockets.
"Depends on what it's about." I say, sass leaking out of my mouth. Tony takes a deep breath before taking a seat opposite me on the floor.
"We gotta talk about this but I don't think your Steve is calm enough to yet."
"I could hear his anger in his voice. He sounded like he wanted to rip my throat out."
"He doesn't want to rip your throat out. What would make you think that?!"
"Coz I'm terrified what everyone thinks of me and this just puts a pin in me being a screwup."
Tony sighs. "You're not a screwup, y/n. You are a wonderful girl who has been through a lot of crap."
"If I'm not a screwup, why are you talking to me and not my own father? Because he is so disappointed in me, he can't even look at me. I didn't plan this! I didn't want this to happen, I'm not trying to disappoint you all, in fact, all I do is try to make you all proud of me, somewhat, and it always comes back to bite me in the ass! Just get out." Tony nods his head and leaves. No one comes in after that and I start to cry.

"Friday?" I say shakily.
"Yes Ms Rogers?" She replies robotically.
"Lock the door..." The door locks loudly and the hallway goes silent and the sound of people walking back downstairs.