Peter's POV:
I had finally got home and walked over to my room and lay face down on my bed when I heard a knock on the door. I let out a small grumble to whoever it was to come in. It was my adopted sister, JJ.
"Get up, bitch," She said, throwing a pillow at me. I grumble again and turn over so I'm laying flat. I look over at her with a tired glance.
"What is it you want, JJ?" I asked, rubbing my eyes a bit.
"I wanted to tell you that Y/n's coming over to see you. Something about her stuff and giving you things. I don't know. I don't really care to be honest. All I care about is that you don't be a self absorbed ex-boyfriend when she gets here, alright?" JJ says, pointing a finger at me. I give her a soft nod and she nods back walking out of the room.
After a few more minutes there's another knock on the door. I go to open the door and see her. She was wearing a black halter top and a white jacket with some blue ripped jeans and converse. She looks breathtaking. But the more I look at her the more I realize how much I screwed up. I can barely even look at her anymore without being reminded of my failures. I give her a soft smile which she returns.
"Hey, I know this is kinda abrupt but I just wanted to come over to give you back some of your stuff you had left at my house," She smiled, holding up a box full of my things. Things that I had left for her when I came over to her house which was mostly clothes.
"Oh, yea, ummm c'mon in," I say, opening the door up a bit more. She walks in and I shut the door behind her. Instinctively, I go to take off her jacket but she jumps in shock and I pull away once I realize what I'm doing. I look down in embarrassment and she lets out a dry chuckle and takes off her jacket and hands it to me which I sigh and take putting it on my desk chair. Am I stupid or am I stupid?
"Heh, sorry," I mumble. She shakes her head and smiles.
"It's fine. I get it. I-umm... I promise I won't be too long 'cause I can tell this is kind of... awkward," She says rocking back and forth on her heels. I sigh and nod a bit.
"Just a little bit," I mumble. She gives me another dry chuckle and goes back to getting her things. As I watched her pack up the last of her things it made me realize that this was all really happening. That Y/n really wasn't my girlfriend and that she was taking her stuff back and also giving me my stuff back. This is just making things worse. Not only that but all I can think of is all of the memories, all the good memories that we had together. The times she'd come over and we'd watch movies together and cuddle. Listening to songs on her playlist and dancing together. Countless Facetimes with her and all of our friends. It all seemed like it was something out of a movie. And we'd gotten the not so happy ending. After a few minutes of cruel silence she has all of her stuff packed and is about to walk out the door when she looks down at her hand and sees the ring...
"Oh, uhh... right. Almost forgot about this," she mumbled walking over to my dresser taking off the ring and placing it on the dresser. That ring was actually something I had gotten her for our 3 year anniversary. It was a promise ring that she was absolutely obsessed with. But now that it's over. There was no purpose in her having it anymore. We exchange quick looks and she gives me a quick hug which I reluctantly return. After some time we exchange smiles and she backs out of the room and closes the door behind her. I sigh and lay down on my bed after some time tears start to fall and I sob silently. I really need to fix this.
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How Could I Let Go of Something I Hold So Dearly?
FanfictionAfter the Blip and the death of Tony Stark, Peter Parker decides to consume himself with his Spider-Man career instead of coping with his pain. However, it not only slowly affects him, it affects his girlfriend Y/n, who becomes so sick and tired of...
