Peter vs reality

1-The start of hell

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trigger warning this chapter contains sh and abuse. This book is about Peter Parker and his life with the avengers.

Tears pour down my cheeks landing in my lap before I get slapped again.
"You fat fucken nobody!" Matthew (my new stepfather) tells me again whilst punching me in my stomach multiple times. I didn't think it was over just yet until I opened my eyes to see him walking away.
"You are a useless pest that doesn't deserve my time" he whispered- yelled on his way out.

I knew he would be back for another round of punches, kicks and slaps. I tried my best to get back to my room but it hurt with every breath. Moments passed before I managed to finally made it to my room and I locked the door. I was in so much pain that it even hurt to cry. I focused on my breathing as tears filled my eyes.

*1 hour later*

I got up off the floor knowing my Aunt May would be home soon. I walked into the bathroom and pulled out the makeup box before even thinking about looking at the damage. I looked up and saw I had a busted lip, a black eye, bruises down my stomach and what looked like a broken nose.

I grabbed some makeup and tried my best to cover it all up but the cuts were still visible. I began panicking
'It may found out he was hurting me without her, may would beat the life out of Peter '
The stress built up as I fell against the wall struggling to catch a moment of air.
' I am a disappointed, a useless fat teenager that no one cares about, I would be better off dead!' 
I dug through the bathroom cabinet to find my old case full of blades and razors. I held out the sharpest one I could see and began cutting.
1 for being useless
1 for being fat
1 for not being dead yet
1 for making other pity me
1 for making a scene
I paused grabbed a wet cloth and multiple medical gauzes. I wiped the blood away and wrapped my arm all the way from my wrist to elbow.
A million thoughts ran through my head until I finally ran out of the bathroom in pain, grabbed my headphones and laid on bed blasting music into my hears to drown out the sound of my sobs.

*the next morning*

I woke up with the usual headache. Struggling to get out bed I removed the blankets and sat on the side. I walked to the bathroom and covered my bruises and cuts the best I could and tried to re position my nose to look normal-ish. I lifted my hoodie sleeves and looked where the bloody gauzes lay wrapped around my arm. I knew I had to change them but I couldn't find the energy to do it now. I didn't want Aunt may to worry so I pulled my hoodie sleeves down and walked out just in time for breakfast.

"Morning Peter, what can I get you for breakfast hon" she asked sweetly even though I knew it was all an act.
"Oh umm. No thanks ma'am " I reply trying not to raise suspicion.

I try to avoid any more conversation by grabbing my bag and walking out the door. All I heard from the closed door was something hit the counter, I could only guess she was hitting the counter top in anger. I took the subway like any other day and arrived 5 minutes late to class. I pulled out my phone and placed it behind a book trying to look at all the texts.

The Nerds
Ned:
Peter, where are you school is about to start?

Mj:
Hurry up bro, the teacher is marking the roll

Ned:
I'm getting worried, reply dummy

Mj:
Be nice Ned he is probably pulling a prank or something.

Me:
Don't worry guys, just ran about late on the subway :) 

I put my phone back in my pocket overthinking about what they were saying. 'They DONT care' 'they thought of it as a prank' 'you are unwanted'
I quickly push back my chair and grab my belongings making my way to the door.
"Peter Parker, where do you think you are going?!" Asked my teacher.
I looked back tears filling my eyes and continued walking. I ran to the bathroom pulled out my blade from my pocket and started.

I lifted my hoodie sleeve and removed my gauze wrapping.
1 cut for thinking they care
1 cut for letting them pity me
2 cuts for being so dumb
1 cut for being worthless
1 cut for don't killing myself yet
I stopped and wiped the blood. Only now did I notice how pretty the bloods colour actually was. I wrapped my arm up again and put my sleeve down.

The lunch bell rang seconds after I finished washing my face. I started walking to the cafeteria when I hear footsteps behind me.
"He penis Parker, how you been bud" flash asks knowing that I left class early.
"Leave me alone flash" I requested in the nicest way possible.
"I don't think so Pete"
I just looked at the floor until he pushed me into the lockers and began punching me in the face and stomach. Groaning in pain I fell to my knees. But flash wouldn't stop.

Just as he punched me in the nose the school doors flung open and standing there was...

A/n
Hiii, I hope you like the story so far and sorry for leaving you on a cliff hanger lmao :D
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