A Sunday Kind of Love- a Peter Parker x Reader story

Chapter 50

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Dads POV:

Now, before I start, I want to preface this by saying I never intended this to happen.

Actually, that's bullshit. I planned this all out, but I didn't intend for you to get hurt.

Lets start from the beginning.

I worked for a company that enhanced the human mind. We ran dozens and dozens of tests, but most of them didn't work. I met your mother when I was at my lowest. She pulled me out of that mental block.

With her, I finally created something that wasn't made out of test tubes and chemicals. You.

The first time I held you, I knew I wanted you to be the best you could be. Now I know every father says that, but they usually don't do anything about it. For you, I was willing to sacrifice everything. Including my career.

There was a study a few years ago on spider venom. And so I bought some spiders. Long story short, I created a serum made out of radioactive spider venom. If those idiots at my work tried this, it would've lasted them years. I finished the serum in three months.

Somehow, the secret leaked that I made it. Never trust anyone Y/n. My boss wanted the serum, saying that it could change the world and all this crap. In reality, she just wanted to profit off of my work.

I wasn't going to resign from the company because of it. I'm not a coward. I'm not stupid either. I knew that if I had a group to work under me, then the serum could multiply faster. So I don't regret slipping a bit of arsenic into her drink. A man who is smart is powerful. And I deserved power.

Once I owned the company, which was very messy to do, I tested the serum on many animals. By this time you were in school, and boy you were smart. But not as smart as you could be. I realized the answer was right in front of me.

"You know how perfect she would be?" I asked your mom. She was getting ready for bed. She walked out of the bathroom and looked at me like I was crazy.
"John, I'm not letting you do this. I mean testing on your own daughter? It's insane."
"It's not. I love her and I want her to have it all."

"Honey, she already does. Do you realize how happy she is right now? It's enough. She's already perfect." She ended the conversation, but my mind stayed buzzing all night. I was going to do it whether she agreed or not. Was it reckless? Yes. But did it work? Yes.

Y/n, you trusted me so much, I almost felt bad for luring you into my lab. Maybe you weren't a perfect person yet, but you were a perfect patient. You sat there as I put needles into your skin, not caring what I did to you.

The first few attempts didn't work. I had finalized the serum when your mom found out about our sessions. She ended it. She wanted a divorce. But I was so close to it. You were almost perfect.

We got into that car that icy day, and I made the decision to ease off the road. I crashed the car. For you.

You had hit your head but I was fine. I got into the back and got the serum. It was the only way to do it without your mom getting in the way. I kissed the bottle and I kissed your bleeding head. This was going to work, even if I wasn't able to see it.

I ran for a long time. I ended up in Europe where I still stayed in contact with my company. We watched you grow up. We watched you kill that boy, and that's when I knew it had worked.

I wanted to see you. I wanted you to know I was alive, but even more I wanted to see the results of my experiment. Y/n, you deserved to be paraded around, to be shown to the world.

Austin was sent after you and you didn't react well. That Stark was very protective of you.

Of course I had to kill Austin, but you wanted to do that too. All of the sacrifices are worth it to see you now.

My dear, you are perfect.

Y/n's POV:

I try to throw a chair at him and he hides behind a table.
"Now Y/n I know why you might be confused, but look at you! You're an Avenger now. It all worked to your favor." I feel sick now that I know the truth.

"All to my favor? You know how many people I've killed? And you've been alive this whole fucking time! Mom and I spent months crying over you. I lost my whole life because of you." He looks at me like I'm crazy.
"No you haven't! You're an Avenger for Christ sakes!"

"I'm only an Avenger because you treated me like a lab rat." My voice cracks and I can't breathe. "You never thought I was good enough. Why was I not enough for you?" The tears keep on coming, but he doesn't show a bit of remorse. 

"You are so selfish. Tony has gotten into your head. I did this all for you! I wanted you to be the best you could be." He stands up and it takes everything in me to not kill him.

"I didn't ask for any of this. I would've been perfectly fine with my old life. God I was so stupid to love you." He looks at me betrayed.
"Guess the serum cant fix everything. You can never be perfect and I tried so hard." I press on my earpiece.

"Tony help me please." I beg. I have to get away from this asshole. In a few seconds all six Avengers are here. For the first time in my life, I see my dad scared. It's thrilling.

"Y/n let's work this out."
"You deserve everything that's coming to you dirtbag." Clint says. I limp behind the Avengers as they approach the man who ruined my life. He doesn't take his eyes off of me.
"Everything was for you." He yells before I run out of the building. I can't take this.

"Hey what's wrong?" Peter stops me. I'm gasping in air and I shake my head, choking out a sob.
"I can't. I have to go."

He tries to stop me, but I swing to the tower without looking back. It's stopped snowing, so I don't go inside.

I remember the first time I was on the roof. Steve was up here and he convinced me to become an Avenger. Those times were so simple.

I take off my mask and crouch down onto the crunchy snow. I cover my head and take big, heaving breaths. I'm still in shock of everything that just happened when Peter lands on the roof.

He doesn't say anything. He takes off his mask and picks me up bridal style. We take the elevator to the piano floor where the fireplace is blazing. He sits me down on the rug and sits down next to me. The realization of the past hour finally washes over me like cold blades of ice. I break down. To me, my father was the greatest person alive. To him, I was just an experiment.

Peter moves me to his lap and wraps his arms around me. He doesn't try to say anything which I'm grateful for. He holds me as I cry harder than I ever thought I could. He kisses my head and rubs my back. In some miraculous way, he makes it all stop.

"You are so much more than enough for me."