y/n pov
I'd been living at Stark Tower for a week and so far everything had been going smoothly. I was getting more sleep and my eyebags were beginning to fade. I started going on early morning runs with Steve at 5 am, then I would train from 6 to 7 with Nat. I would return from school to help Tony in his lab.
Life was finally good. Wonder how long that's gonna last.
I walk into school.
I see MJ as soon as I walk in. She's standing by my locker.
"Hey," I greet her.
"Hey" she says.
"Have you seen Peter?" She asks. I shake my head.
"I haven't seen him in a while. First I go MIA and then he does. I don't know its weird." I say.
"I know. I'm gonna swing by his house later. Wanna come?" I nod.
"It's worth a try. I'll meet you at the entrance at the end of school."
"Okay."
The bell rings and we go our separate ways.
I walk into my AP Physics class and I see Flash already giving Peter shit.
I found Peter. He hadn't come to school in three days and now he pops up out of the blue.
"Get out of my sight Flash. Before I punch you out of it." I roll my eyes and sit next to Peter. He looks like shit. I don't mean that in a bad way but he does.
Flash scoffs but he turns around anyways.
"Hey. What's been going on with you? Why didn't you come?" I ask.
"Oh. I was..." he pauses. "Sick. Yeah mhm."
"Are you lying to me right now?" I laugh but I don't mean it as a joke.
"N-no."
"You are."
"I don't like you." He avoids my eyes.
"You love me. Now cmon. What's going on?"
He looks at me warily and pulls up his shirt.
There's a bandage over his rib cage. I can see the blood that seeps through.
"Peter!" I almost yell.
"What the fuck happened?" I whisper yell.
"I got shot." He gives me the blankest stare I've ever seen.
"How?! When?! Who?!" I start panicking.
"It's ok. I'm ok. Don't worry."
"What the fuck are you talking about?" My voice is louder now.
"You got fucking shot Peter."
"Relax. I'm fine. I have enhanced healing."
"That doesn't make it better, Peter. Oh my god"
"Y/n! I'm fine."
"No, Peter! Shut up! I care about you and I just fucking learned you got shot and I wasn't the first to know about it."
"Actually you are because I haven't told anyone."
"Oh my god. You are actually the stupidest person I've ever fucking met."
Peter looks hurt.
"Why wouldn't you call me? I could've helped you. I would've helped you. What if that gets infected Peter? You could die! You could've died!" I'm getting stares now.
"Y/n relax. Let's go talk outside"
"Peter you can't walk right now."
"You're right. I'll swing." He jumps up off the seat and runs out the class. I follow behind him.
"Peter how did this happen?" He finally sits down at a bench.
"I was out doing my regular patrol and I saw these three dudes in a white van. They tried to lure a little girl into the van. I couldn't let that happen so I got in between them and the girl. They fired I blocked it." He explains and I'm left speechless.
"I admire that Peter but you need to be more careful. Please. I can't do this shit without you."
"I know. I'm sorry y/n" he looks down and I hug him.
"You need to tell Tony." I say.
"Why?"
"Bitch because i had one broken rib and I was benched from working the lab for weeks. Now you got shot so it's your turn to be benched."
He laughs.
"I'm not telling him though so..." Peter shrugs.
"Okay then. FRIDAY will." I laugh and he laughs with me.
I hadn't felt this way in a really long time.
I'd missed it.
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FinallyIdk I've been out of it these days cs I js ran out of motivation and I'm js rlly busy w schoolwork and sports and it's hard idk. Anyways how have you guys been????
Tell me something interesting about your lives. You guys already know I'm nosy asf
I hope you guys have an amazing day and I'm always here to talk if you ever need anyone to talk to.
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Fanficthe title says it all Beware: abuse, mental health, suicidal thoughts, mentions of ed, etc. None of my chapters are proof read im js kinda winging it n lmk if there's sum wrong w them