Tangled Webs Of Love & Secrets (Peter Parker X Male Reader)

𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒯𝒽𝒾𝓇𝓉𝓎-𝒪𝓃𝑒 ~ 𝐼'𝓂 𝒩𝑜𝓉 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒮𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝒫𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝒜𝓃𝓎𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒

It had been two weeks since I moved in with the Doobells, or Betty and Arthur as they have asked me to call them. And I know I should be really happy because they were sweet, kind and they took care of me, But I was sad and I didn't know why. I tried googling it and the internet told me that I was depressed, and that's why I wanted to spend most of my time in bed and alone. It also said that talking to someone about it would help with it, like a family member or even a therapist.

Just imagine how that conversation would go with a therapist...

"Well it started when I was kidnapped by hydra as a baby...."

"And they experimented on me for years"

"I have some powers that I can't control when I'm angry..."

"I killed a man because he killed my father......"

"I almost killed another man when I became a fugitive ..."       

They would probably just stare at me after I explained everything with theirs mouth opened wide with shock of it all. And that's only the parts that I remembered, there could be much worse things that happened but I can't remember it.

I mean what therapist would want to have to help me deal with all that drama, I didn't even want to deal with it and I'm the one with it. Where would you even start? I didn't want to bother Mr. and Mrs. Doorbell about it because they have already done enough for me, like yesterday they spent the whole day redecorating my room. And I haven't been able to get in contact with Wanda since she was broken out of the special Unit by Steven and Vision. Plus I didn't have any friends that I could talk to, and even if I did, I couldn't tell them anything.

I could hear some footsteps from outside my door then followed by a gentle knock. "Y/N... sweetie, are you awake" I hear Mrs. Doorbell says from the other side of the door. "You need to get up for school soon" she tells me, fuck I totally forgot that I was starting back today. Everyone thought that it would be better for me to be surrounded by people of my age, so that I could have a somewhat 'normal' life as they keep saying. Mrs. Doorbell keeps telling me that I could have friends that I could talk to about stuff we had in common, but it's not like I'd find another kid that was hiding the fact that they had powers. what would be the chances of that, my answer is very low.

"Yeah, I'm up now" I tell her, but really I had honestly given up on sleep a few hours away. I keep having the same nightmare every night, that I'm stuck in a glass box and outside the box was another version of me hurting innocent people and I couldn't stop myself. "I've made breakfast, so join us whenever you're ready" she tells me before I hear her footsteps again telling me that she was leaving. I slowly sit up in the bed, and do a little stretch before getting out of the it. My room was covered in boxes that were dropped over by a guy named Happy, that had all my stuff in it but I didn't want to go through them just yet.

I slowly make my way to the bathroom so that I could have a quick shower so that it could help wake myself more. After the shower, I headed to the closet that was filled with the clothes that the Doobell bought me when we went back to school shopping last week. I decided on a black Flannel with a white shirt, jeans and a pair of converse and got ready for the busy day ahead of me. As I entered the kitchen, Mrs. Doobell was over at the oven finishes off breakfast while Mr. Doobell was readying a newspaper at the table. "Morning Champ" Mr. Doobell say looking away from the newspaper when he noticed me walking into the kitchen.

Mrs. Doorbell shot me a warm smile from the kitchen before telling me to "have a seat because breakfast is ready". I sit across from Mr. Doorbell as he puts down his newspaper, "Oh before I forget, I will be dropping you off to school today" he tells me. "Thank you, sir" I replied back to get a look of fake disgust at the fact that i called him sir. "I told you to call me Arthur, Sir makes me sound old and cranky" he says with a small laugh at the end, and Mrs. Doorbell brings over the breakfast and we all dig in while having some sort of a small talk, but I didn't mind.