Always there - (Peter x Y/n)

Ch- 3: pt- 1 | Death

I woke up and felt like shit. I never really get a good nights sleep anymore, but today was the worst I've felt in a while.

I wouldn't think of kicking Lucy out just because of it. She was a good friend, she was always there to talk when I needed it.

I got on my work clothes and got my coffee and a breakfast bar. I ran to work with my bag slung over my shoulder.

I ran into the back, and saw Tk working on orders. They looked over to me before focusing back on the food.

"Where've you been? I've been covering you for half an hour. I already clocked you in so go ahead and get some orders." I thanked them and got on my apron, leaving my bag on the hook and then grabbing my pen and pad.

Peter's pov:
I got out of my van and walked with Y/n down to the diner. I made sure they got there safe before going back to the van.

I texted the person I'd hired and told him it was safe to do it tonight. I turned off my phone and set it in the passenger seat next to me.

I already told him the plan. He would get close with that whore and then when they go back to her place, he asks to do bdsm.

Then, act like it was all a accident when she dies. I know that Y/n is free, and I don't want them to be there when he kills her.

It was already around lunch break for them, so I decided to "drop by". I walked to the door of the restaurant.

Your pov:
I heard the door ring as another costumer came in. "Welcome to Dad's Diner! I'll be right with you!"

I finished the order I was taking and took it to Tk. I walked back out, hoping this order would be short, my break is in ten minutes.

"Hello, how- oh! Sorry, I didn't notice it was you!" We both laughed and I led him to an empty table.

"So, what would you like?" "Are you on the menu?"

I felt my face turn bright red at his advance. "Flirty bastard."

I hid my face in my hands. "Haha, I'll just have a milkshake, and maybe a date with my darling tonight?"

I laughed a little. "What's with you and last minute dates?"

I shoved my notepad in my pocket. 'I can remember a milkshake.'

"What time do you have in mind?" He looked at the clock above the jukebox.

"Maybe somewhere around nine? If you're free that time!" I nodded.

"I get off in about five minutes, I'm not working this afternoon. So I'm okay with that." I stopped to look around the diner.

"Tell me what you have in mind when I get off. I gotta get some tables their food." He smiled wider than before and nodded, agreeing to wait for me.

I went to the back and put in the order for a milkshake. I grabbed some orders and got them to their tables.

Then, I checked up on multiple tables who'd been eating for a few minutes. I went and cleaned some tables and dishes, getting people their checks to and from them.

'My shifts finally done!' I celebrated the end of my stressful work day.

"Here's the milkshake!" Tk said as they pushed the milkshake to me, shoving a red and white striped straw in.

I took it out to Peter. "I'll be back, I gotta clock out and get my stuff."

I got my bag on me and hung my apron on the hook. I went back out and Peter scooted over.

"Here." I smiled and sat down next to him.

"So what did you want to do?" He held my hand as he thought a bit.

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Ch- 3: pt- 1 | Death