Tom Holland/Peter Parker Imagines

Peter Parker- Meeting family (Part 2)

A/N: This part 2 is requested by starrr238.

Y/N
You've stayed with Tony for a little over 3 days. Peter was very kind to you, and made sure you felt as safe as possible.

"Y/N! It's so nice to see you again!" Thor hugged you as Peter sipped his tea.

"Nice to see you again too! Is Loki still behaving?" You asked, pulling away.

"He's not happy about being locked up in Asgard, but he'll get over it." Thor laughed.

"What...the...heck?" Steve walked into the room, his eyes focused on a silver car.

"Oh no..." You sighed, knowing that shitty silver car.

"Get Tony. He needs to be here." You asked as Thor nodded, heading up to Tony's lab.

You slowly made your way out of the compound, Peter following you.

"Who is that?" Peter asked, walking faster.

"That silver car belongs to my mom." You rolled your eyes when a woman in a dirty white singlet top and and black sweat-pants hastily exited her car, her keys stuffed into her pocket.

"Y/N. Get your bags. You're coming home with me." She was clearly angry.

You didn't move. You didn't even speak.

"Are you deaf?! Get your bags and get into my car!" Your mom waved her hand in your face.

"Get your hands away from her." You sighed when you heard Tony's voice.

"Go back inside playboy. You're not part of this." Your mom snapped, basically pushing Tony away.

"You're messing with my niece, so yes. I am part of this." Tony snapped back, getting closer to your mom. You stood back, trying to get Peter far away.

"Peter, meet my tyrant of a mom. She doesn't let anything get in her way." You whispered to him.

"Jeez. I thought Ms Potts was intense." You laughed at Peter's naiveness.

"I promise you, my mom is more intense." You sighed, heading back inside.

You and Peter watched from inside as Tony and your mom argued.

"What's going on? Why is Tony arguing with that woman?" Nat asked as she walked up to you and Peter, Bucky following her.

"That woman is my mom. She thinks that she can take me home, when I chose to come here in the first place." You sighed.

"Why did you leave in the first place?" Bucky asked.

"They were fighting, my mom and my dad. They were hitting each other and I knew I was going to end up hurt, so I packed my bags and left. I got out of there before something bad happened." You spoke, sighing.

Home life was hectic for you. Every moment you spent with your parents, you feared that they'd do or say something they regret.

You have had an escape plan for years now. You had been experiencing the fighting from your parents. Deciding to get away, you knew that the moment you got your license, you'd have a car and leave.

The fact that your mom had the audacity to show up at the compound made you laugh. You knew she'd be extreme, maybe she'd text you continuously or leave threatening voicemails, not show up at the compound expecting you to come home to a horrible environment.