The Iron Spider

The Story

There I was watching the guy I loved kissing another girl. Right, for those of you who have not met me, I am Y/N Stark. The daughter/son of Tony Stark. After he and Natasha died things have not been the same. Wanda and Thor have been helping me through it but they are not my Dad. I also have been getting alot of help from my guy best friend Peter Parker. Lately, he has been handing out with this girl MJ or as I call her when she pissed me off or I get jealous Michelle Jones. I have not spoken to Peter since he broke with me and got back together with her. Yeah, it was not supposed to turn out this way. I was not supposed to fall in love with him but I did and it sucks big time. He is just lucky that he seems happier with her. I have to stay in the side lines as much as I love him and want to hug him I have to let him go.

"Hey Y/N." A voice would say from behind me and I would turn around to reveal it was Peter. My heart froze and so did my brain.

"Hey Peter, I see you are successfully back together with MJ." I would say with a fake smile plastered across my face.

"Oh, yeah I have been back with her for a while now." Peter would say yet with an urge in my body telling me that something was off.

"Everything okay Peter?" I would ask turning around to see something more like someone standing behind me. It was none other than Nicole Romanoff. I have not seen her since Nat died. I sighed knowing about the past between Peter and Nicole. Knowing that what ever chance I had was over until she left town. I want nothing more then to get her ass out of here as soon as possible what ever she want I would give it to her. I never liked the way she acted around Peter. It makes me feel stupid. Not to mention the fact that I really like Peter. Half the girls at my school like him too. I have boys and girls crawling at my feet. Asking me to be with them but I was ever interested. I only have eyes for the one not thinking I exist due to Nicole being here. I do not need him to like me back. I just do not want to loose him like I lost everyone else. He has been like my best friend since everything went down. It would not matter who knew back then that I like him. Now, he has two people before me. I will always be like the second place to him. So, it shouldn't matter if I leave now right? Go back home and sit on my bed thinking about the things I could have done. The things I could have said to him and finally let him know what went down. But at last I do not have the confidence. Not to mention I do not even know if I should be here.

"Hey, I'll just be going." I would say dropping my glass of fruit punch all over Nicole.

"Y/N you don't have to leave." Peter would say giving me a look that says I should stay.

"Y/N, did I do something wrong?" A feminine voice would ask catching my attention causing me to whip my head around.

"Why, does it matter Nicole?" I would say still woundering why she was here in the first place. Even more questions would consume my brain. Nothing like it has before. No feeling. The amount of pain dwelling inside my body.

"Don't worry, I am just here to pick up my mother's ashes." Nicole would say rolling her eyes.

"You always say that you are here for one thing. Yet, you always leave with more." I would say with a stern look on my face.

"Don't worry, you have no idea why I came back and you never will." Nicole would say with a evil smile plastered on he face.

"Tsk. Who a re e you go to tell me what I know. The body the ashes you want they haven't even been found yet." I would say staring at her with a small smile plastered on my face. "You don't know how bad the I want to ring your neck right now." I would say giving her a death glare.

"Don't give me that look." Nicole would say trying to not show there was something going on in her head.

"Don't worry, I was just leaving." I would state as I quickly walked outside to catch a breath of fresh air.