There Is No Plan

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All my favorite characters/ Crushes lol.
Hunter, my Prickly Cactus!

Happy PRIDE MONTH!

(Warning:Self harm,bad thoughts.)
Pov: Peter
I wake up in a room full of birthday decorations. I stand up and grab a stupid
birthday banner from off of the wall. "Happy Birthday!" It says in bright red letters. More like, "Happy Birthday, your missing, and all alone, almost dead. No one is here for you on your 17th birthday."
I look at the fake cake made out of glass on the table and throw it at the wall. It shatters to pieces.  I pick up one of the shards and drag it across my arm. I watch as blood pools over it, not like it's noticeable considering all the blood on me already. I shouldn't have made it to 17, I should be gone already. I cut one more time but stop. I don't want to die.. I don't want to. What about Tony...what about Wade? Mj, Ned? Everyone else? If I keep cutting I'll bleed to death.. I'm already weaker.. my healing factor isn't working as good. (Warning over.)
I quickly rip the table cloth off the table, all the stuff on the table falling to the floor. I rip a piece off and press it to my arm quickly. Peter: "I'm a idiot, I'm a idiot, I'm a idiot. I don't wanna go. I don't wanna go.. please.. I don't want to die! Please!" (I'm so sorry. 😭)
I look at the birthday decor around me. I rip it all off the wall. I look at the balloons of the ground and I pop them. Peter: "Pop, Pop,Pop, no more happiness for Peter Parker."
I sink to the floor, the cold ground digging into my legs, until the bleed.. but I don't care anymore. Nothing hurts anymore.. only my head. I have to get out of here... but how? What's the plan? Nothing.. there is no plan! There is no plan!

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