A New Family - DISCONTINUED

Chapter 32

Peter POV

I wake up with a small headache. I groan at the feeling and open my eyes. I immediately shut them again when the bright lights hit my eyes.

"Fri, lights at 30%, please. You can open your eyes now, bud." I hear my dad say. I slowly open my eyes again and see that the lights have been lowered to a much more comfortable level.

"We need to have a serious discussion about getting hurt. It keeps happening too often." Dad says.

"Sorry, Dad. It just follows me. It's part of the hero business." I say. He sighs.

"Peter, this isn't okay. I know you're a hero and I know you're trying to help, but I don't want the cost of your help to be your safety. Maybe that's selfish for me to say, but you're my son. Your safety comes first." Dad says.

"I know, Dad. I'm sorry. I promise I'll try to be safer out there." I said, and I meant it too. Uncle Bruce walked into the room.

"Well, Pete. You'll be completely healed in no time. You're lucky the knife didn't go much deeper or else you'd be here for a while." He said.

"Soooooo...can I go?" I ask, giving him my best puppy dog eyes. He sighs and looks at Dad.

"He's all good by me, but he needs to take it easy. No patrol tonight or tomorrow." Uncle Bruce says.

"WHAT?!" I shout.

"Why not tomorrow? Spiderman is strong. He can go on patrol tomorrow." I said, upset.

"Sorry, Bambino. But having three healing stab wounds means taking time to heal. It's not a go patrolling the next night sort of thing." Dad says. I can see how it would make sense for a normal person, but I was Spiderman. I was not normal at all.

"Dad, please -" He cut me off.

"No, bud. I'm sorry. These things take time to heal. I know you're used to dealing with it, but you don't have to anymore. Everyone takes time to heal. It's a normal thing." He looks like he is going to say more, but I stop him.

"I'm not normal though, Dad. I'm a mutant. I'm half-spider for crying out loud. I'm not completely human." I argue.

"Steve isn't normal either and he still takes time to heal. Everyone needs it. Even the almighty Spiderman." Anger starts to creep into my dad's voice. Anger and pain.

"I DON'T CARE WHAT STEVE DOES!" I shout. The room falls silent. I rarely raise my voice.

"Steve isn't me. Sure he heals faster than most people, but I heal faster than him." I say.

"You're right. You're not Steve. You're Peter Benjamin Parker Stark. You're my son. As your father, I'm telling you to stay home. Bruce here is your doctor. If you're not going to listen to me, listen to him." Dad says.

"Neither of you know what's best for me! You think three stab wounds is bad? Well, guess what. It's not the worst thing I've been through. I had an entire building dropped on me, then proceeded to fight the guy, almost DIED in the process, and I still went to school the next day. I think I know what I can handle." I said, angrily. I could still feel the building. The way it was pressing down on me.

"YOU WHAT?!" He says, clearly startled.

"Yeah. A building. I'm a lot stronger than you think." I say.

"You're not patrolling today or tomorrow, Peter. End of discussion." Dad says. He called me Peter. Not Pete, not bud, not Bambi. Peter. He stands up and leaves the room.

I leave the room too, still feeling the weight of that building. I run up to my room, holding back tears, avoiding everyone. I pick up my phone and call the one person I needed to talk to the most.

"W-Wade?" I asked when he picked up.

"Petey? You're back? I was so worried. Are you okay? What's wrong?" He bombarded me with questions.

"Can...can you come over? I need to see you." I asked. I felt crushed. I could feel the weight of that building, the way it crushed my back, the way it felt like I was trapped forever.

"I'll be there soon. Give me like 3 minutes." And he hung up. Someone knocked on the door.

"Unless your name is Wade and you managed to get here at the speed of light, go away." I said, finding it hard to breathe.

"маленький паук? Are you okay?"

"I'm..." I trail off slightly, "I'm okay, Мама Паук. Just need to be alone." I respond. I can feel the dust and debris against my skin.

"Are you sure? It's okay if you're not." She says.

"Nat? I need to see Peter." I heard Wade's voice. The was movement outside and then my boyfriend walked in.

"Hey, Petey. What's going on?" He asked. I didn't reply, I just ran over to him and hugged him.

"Woah, I'm happy to see you too. I missed you." He said, hugging me back and kissing my head.

"Tell me what's going on?" He asked, looking at me. I nodded and began to tell him everything that happened since the day I left. From the whole drama with Steve to the fight I just had with my dad.

"Oh, baby boy, I'm so sorry. Wanna come stay at my place for a bit?" He asked. I thought about it but decided against it.

"No, I don't want to leave so soon. My family would worry. Can you stay here though? At least for tonight?" I asked. He smiled and nodded.

"Of course I can. Anything for you." He said.

"Thank you." I whispered.

"Ummmm, hello?" We both turned when we heard the new voice. A boy with short, brown hair and brown eyes stood in my doorway. Wade stepped in front of me.

"Who are you?" He asked.

"I'm Harley, Harley Keener. Tony said my room was here, he must have gotten it wrong. Sorry." The boy said, shyly.

"Don't worry about it. I'm Peter and this is Wade." I said. He smiled.

"Nice to meet you guys. I'm gonna head off to find my actual room. Sorry again for the interruption!" He waved and headed off.

"Who was that?" Wade asked. I shrugged.

"No idea. I've never seen him before." I said. I didn't think much of it now, but there was a small part of me that was confused about why a new kid was here and why my dad had given him a room. I decided to ignore my thoughts and spend time with my boyfriend. I could figure out everything else later.

A/N: There's Chapter 32! 

Just a heads up, I'm going on a vacation for the next few days and I'm not sure how much I'll be able to update. Please don't be upset if I'm not able.

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Kari (pen name)