Pietro X Reader

Chapter 2

Your P.O.V

Jarvis helped me and Isabelle in the car so we could go home. By the time we got to my house it was dark about 10:00 because we went out to Smokey Bones, for Starbucks, and laser tag. Jarvis said he didn't want me going home stressed out. "Be safe y/n don't get into any more trouble! Love you shortie!" Jarvis said. "Love you to goofball! Bye Isabelle!" I scream because I'm at my front door by now. "Bye girly tell Oliver, Chelsea, and Rick I said hi!" Isabelle said with her body half out the window. "Alright bye you guys!" I wave my hand in departure from my porch to the inside of my home. "BYYEEE!!" I hear them both shout while honking the horn and driving off!

I hear my neighbors screaming shut up, and the last sound I hear of the two people I call my friends, is their hysterical laughing.

I shut my front door behind me to find no one in the living room. Usually they're all asleep by now, except for my little brother he's usually up playing video games. I walked past the living room into the kitchen and no one is in there and nothing is out of place. For some odd reason I feel as if something is wrong. I look around frantically now worrying, "Mom!?" No answer. "Mom and Dad I'm home sorry if I worried you!" No answer. I sprinted up the steps, Oliver's bedroom door was closed. "Oliver! Oliver where are you?" I slowly walked to his bedroom door and placed my hand on the doorknob. Twisting the knob with fear and concern twisting around the pulses of my body I opened the door.

Nothing, his bed was made perfectly. Mom and Dad's cars were here, where could they have gone? I walked and checked every single bedroom of my house my mom's, dad's, Oliver's, guest bedroom, all the bathrooms, closets, and the attic. The only two places I haven't checked yet is my room and the basement.

I half walked half ran to my room and busted the door open to only see my mom and dad being shot in the head in unison. I stared wide eyed and hear a loud ringing in my ears no longer being able to stand I dropped to my knees. Who could've done this to me? I look at my door to see strings attached to guns placed in such a way that if the door was opened at all, the guns would be fired. I caused this if I wouldn't have opened the door, if I would have been more cautious! I crawled over to my now dead parents and I look at my mom's half blown off head as I start to feel light headed. My dad looks even worse. Half of his face is still on his neck and the other half is splattered against the wall and floor. I touch my dad's face barely not wanting to hurt him anymore even though that wasn't possible. It was all my fault if only I would've been home. I stare off into space not thinking in general but replaying what I did to my parents over and over again in my head.

I look up out of an automatic reflex and slowly look around the room. I see something no someone in the corner. This someone looks familiar but I can't tell. I shake my head lightly to get rid of the urge to pass out and realize it is Oliver! "OLI-" I hear him mumbling a scream. Almost as if he is saying 'SHUT UP SHUT UP!' I finally can clearly see what is happening, his whole body is barred to the corner of the wall. He can move which is why I wonder why he hasn't already. His face is in the corner so he can't see what happened to mom and dad and he can't see me, but does he already know by the sound of gunshots? I go to take a step towards him then remember how I killed my mom and dad just seconds ago. I once again get light headed because this floor is probably rigged with things to kill Oliver. My parents and now my brother was going to die?! I sit there and try to figure out what I'm going to do.

I slowly stand up refusing to let Olive die too. I see why he hasn't moved yet. Oliver is on a pressurized plate. Any less and any more of what he weighs will trigger something. I can see in the floor some plates also probably waiting to pull something to kill me and Oliver. I step carefully around each plate I see. I'm now a foot from Oliver. I say nothing because he obviously does not want me saying his name. There are plates surrounding the one he is standing on, so he couldn't just jump to the side. I panic I might be able to get him off the plate he's standing on, but with the extra weight of the chains I'd drop him on another plate. I don't know what to do and try to think of everything. Then. I got it! Today when I got into a fight I got a lot stronger, so maybe if I get that mad again I can fight. Does it work like that when I get mad I am strong? I think and think. I try to make myself mad but nothing. I now know that there is nothing I can do to save Oliver or anyone. I am useless. Whoever did this is a monster. Why would you tear apart a family and leave a 17 year old to try and save them from ultimate death. "IS THIS A SICK FUCKING GAME? ARE THERE LIKE HIDDEN FUCKING CAMERAS? I WILL FIND ALL OF YOU FUCKING PUSSIES! YOU CAN'T EVEN FINISH A FUCKING JOB, IF YOU DECIDE TO KILL MY FAMILY, YOU SHOULD HAVE KILLED THEM YOURSELVES AND YOU SHOULD'VE KILLED ME FIRST! BECAUSE THIS 17 YEAR OLD IS GOING TO HUNT DOWN AND KILL EVERY LAST SINGLE ONE OF YOU! I WON'T STOP UNTIL ALL OF YOU NO LONGER EXIST!"