*1 week later*
Peters POV
“Can i please leave the medical wing today Bruce?” i asked, i’ve been stuck here for a week and i’m going insane.
“I’ll give you one last look over and then let you know Pete.” he replied while putting the sides down on the bed so he could look at my easier.
“Ughhhhh” i groaned, “you promised”
He places a stethoscope on my chest and then again on my back.
“Yes I know, but I will need to make sure you really are ready peter.”
“I am ready, I feel great,” I said.
“I know you might be feeling a lot better than what you were but you flatlined, we could have lost you, okay? So I need to make sure you really are better before i let you out of here.”
I didn’t have anything to say to that.
While I had healed, all of my memories had come flooding back.
After a few minutes of Bruce doing various checks of everything he took a deep breath and said, “i’ll be back”
“What! Can i leave!?” i was starting to get really impatient.
I was immediately happy though when he returned with a wheelchair.
“Compromise? You can leave but you cannot be on your feet, your heart is still weak and you lost a lot of blood.”
I nodded vigorously and shuffled carefully into the chair.
Before he could say anything I was off.
"Hey! Look whos up!" Clint announces as i wheel into the room.
Everyone comes running towards me, hugging me and saying how happy they are that im okay.
"I love you guys so much." I say when it gets quiet.
"Aw we love you to Pete." Nat says with her hand resting gently on my head.
I chuckle lightly, "thanks for not giving up on me."
"Are you kidding?!?! We could never" Clint slings his arm over my shoulder and i smile at him annoyed.
"Well i mean i wouldn't have been surprised if you just left me to die."
They all stopped dead and looked at me like i was crazy.
"What?" I was genuinely confused.
Nat gestures for everyone to give them a minute and they do.
She kneals down beside the wheelchair and says, "Pete, you have been through so much, literally through hell and back. And yet... you're still the kindest most self-hearted person i know."
I smile warmly and hug her as tears drop down my face.
"And if people want to judge you for your panic attacks or your nightmares or the fact that you dont like certain types of water then they can all fuck right off!" We both laugh through our tears. "Becuase in the end, No one knows the beginning...
..but you."
THE END
Holy shit
I actually cant beleive i finished this story considering i started it in grade nine and now im halfway through grade 11 is insane
I really hope you liked it
Thanks for reading
--Tiger
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