exposition / chapter 1

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TW FOR THE WHOLE STORY: SH DESCRIPTION / SUICIDAL THOUGHTS / SA !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

If you're struggling with any of these themes, please reach out to someone you trust!!! 

Please call: 1-800-273-8255 , or visit the national suicide hotline website or visit the self harm hotline: https://www.crisistextline.org/topics/self-harm/#what-is-self-harm-1 , there is also the sexual assault hotline: 1-800-656-4673 , and so many other resources, and please private message me if you need help being guided or asking for help.

Anyway, this story is told from Elizabeth Stark's POV, after the events of endgame, let's start then. One last time BIG Trigger Warning!!!

I rolled up my sleeves and sighed, I couldn't let Peter know about this. I told him I was feeling better. I told him I was ok. That I'd been on my meds. I hadn't been ok since my dad died, but even before that... Since I was adopted, was it trauma? I mean I'll never known if it had run in biological family... I'd been struggling with this kind of shit since I was 13, I had everything I needed, my dad was Tony FUCKING Stark!! Sure I had struggles with my super powers and whatever, but why did I just wanna die??? Whatever. I tried to hide away my stuff in my apartment (I lived down the hall from Happy) and get on with it. I heard a knock on my door-  "shit," I mumbled under my breath. I walked over to the door and unlocked it. "Pete!! Hey-" "Liz, holy shit are you ok? I got like this like weird feeling..." "Your spidey tingle?" I smirked. 

Peter rolled his eyes "Yeah my spidey tingle," Peter kissed me on the forehead. We'd been dating for 2 years now, but counting the blimp, it's been 7... We don't really count it though, or else we'd be married by now. "Liz, Liz," Peter was looking off into nothing, "Something's off..." I looked down, "Pete, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry please don't leave me, I don't-" He hugged me, "Hey, hey Liz it's ok, alright? I love you, I'm not leaving you, I just, you NEED to talk to me, I need to know, I just, please let me help you," Peter kissed me, "Please tell me it was something you were planning and, and I got here on time and you didn't do anything, and-" I sighed, "Pete, I'm ok, it's not bad ok?" "Liz," He put out his hands and I pushed my sleeves back. I saw him gulp and take a shakey breath. "I'm sorry Pete, I'm sorry," "Liz, you need stitches, and, and have you been taking your meds... Liz?" He went into my bathroom, and opened my cabinet to reveal three very full bottles of pills. "Liz, come on," He tilted his head back, "Let's call your doctor ok?" "Pete, I'm sorry," "Stop apologizing Liz, it's ok, I can only imagine how hard it was losing your dad, and just, all this shit on top of it," Peter held my hand, "I just wanna, I can't," "Let's go get you some help, ok?" I nodded and Pete lead me out of my apartment. 

I rolled my sleeves back up to my hands as Pete and I both walked while holding hands to the SHIELD headquarters. I had to go to their recovery center since I had powers and needed to be treated differently... apparently... Anyway, I waved to the agents there that I knew and they all smiled at me and Peter. But it was a pity smile, an "I-know-you're-bipolar-and-your-dad-died" smile. I didn't want to be pitied for what had happened to me. I sighed and realized blood was dripping through my sleeve. "Shit, Pete," I tugged on him and his eyes dropped down to my wrist.

I quickly got checked in, and was beginning to get stitched up. Nick Fury came to visit us, "Any luck on finding my mom?" I laughed sadly, "I'm sorry kid, I haven't seen Pepper for a year or two now." My mom had run off somewhere after my dad died. She didn't even say goodbye to me. She left me on my own, I guess she didn't give a shit about me. I laughed, harder and harder. Until I couldn't control myself. That was it. "Liz," Peter mumbled. A golden tinted glow started spreading through my pupils, until even the whites of my eyes were pure gold. My cuts healed themselves, and I flew through the window, over the city. "Shit." Peter's suit turned on and he chased after me. I went to the top of the school I went to with Peter. I just broke down and cried and cried as golden tears were spewing down my face. "Liz," Peter swung down next to me, and placed his hand on my back. Suddenly, there were helicopters surrounding Peter and I. "Liz! Move!" Some kind of tranquilizer had shot me, the gold slowly disappeared from my eyes, my cuts were back and only partially stitched, and everything became blurry. I could hear Pete in the background. "HEY! What the fuck??" "It's ok Spiderman, we just had to get her under control." "I could've done that! What the fuck?? You're not taking her anywhere without me," Peter screamed back. They loaded me and Peter into the elevator, and placed a metal collar around my neck. "What is this?" I mumbled, "It takes mutant's powers away," The agent responded. "Agent Jimmy, nice to meet you," Jimmy shook Peter's hand. The EMT in the helicopter sewed up my arms as we got back to the shield headquarters, and while Jimmy, Nick and Peter all talked about my treatment plans .

I was moved to a quaint but nice little room, I had a TV, a hospital bed, and a pretty large bathroom. All hospital type equipment but nice regardless. Peter kissed me goodbye after a couple hours, and told me he'd be back tonight, since it was only about 3 in the afternoon. He visited me that night for hours, and came back every day for at least 2 hours. I would call him too. The days went by, and soon did about a week and a half. I was back on my meds and starting to feel so much better. The bulky collar around my neck was mildly annoying though. I sat down on my bed and started to change into hospital scrubs as I heard a knock on the door. "One second! I'm just getting changed," The door creaked open anyway and agent Jimmy was smirking in the doorway. "Hey! I'm not-" "Shhh," he muttered. "Shit." I knew where this was going. I knew it too fucking well. "Hey, please no, and, and there are probably cameras in here and," "I turned them off." "No, no- don't touch me!!!" I screamed. Please Pete please, please come find me.


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