Family

Chapter 12

"Peter".

I awake slowly, feeling cold. I heard a silent voice, not knowing who it was. Gender didn't seem clear either. It was calling me. I didn't know it meant. Sounded important but meaningless. I couldn't do anything. I just...woke up.

Speaking of waking up, why did I have to? I had such a big headache. It's hard to tell if it's from the tiring events yesterday, or those pills. Maybe having 2 is too much. Maybe it doesn't even work at all. Wouldn't surprise me. I'm not the one who thinks I'm depressed.

I would throw them away but if I did, May would get suspicious. She already seems nervous enough. I just need to do it for her sake, and maybe even mine.

My headache made it seem impossible to even to get up. It felt like a knife to the head. Pretty sure I've experienced that before...this was worse.

Before I walk to the bathroom, I pick up my phone. 7:00. It's nice I've learned to wake myself when I need to but it's still too early. At least spiders aren't nocturnal. That would be hell. Sounds nice though.

I place my phone down, walking to my bathroom.

I still felt cold. Colder than usual. It wasn't just my body either. My lungs and heart felt cold. My guess would be my blood pressure. I must still be half asleep. Yesterday was so long, it wouldn't be surprising. I have sleep walked before. Once in my room and once on top of a building. Let's just say it was a long shift.

It may also have been the pills, too.

I walk into the bathroom, seeing the pill cap off.

"What the".

Investigating the container, I notice a significant amount of pills gone. I must of been really out. Probably took more than I should of. I don't remember taking this many. I remember two but it's hard to remember anything from yesterday. Too much happened, especially on a Monday.

Wait...it's only Tuesday. You got to be kidding me.

I place my forehead on the wall in the shower.

"Today's going to be a long day".

I could already tell it was going to. Hopefully not as long as yesterday. I guess it's not my decision though.

After washing my body and hair, I receive my towel and dry off.

"Ah" I sigh in relieve.

It felt good. It's usually the only time I ever feel comfortable. Nice and peaceful, and just by myself. It's nice for a change. I'm always having to help others, and I love doing that, but sometimes people are just assholes. That's New York for ya.

I couldn't see myself in the mirror. It was too misty to see anything. It always made me uncomfortable seeing myself step out of the shower. Always awkward too.

I put on my clothes on, one at a time. I was kind of in a hurry but didn't need to. I have plenty of time. Nerves get to me. I have to rely on them, especially with my spider sense. Like it even works anymore.

I walk out into my room, my sense going off in my brain. Someone had been in my room. Because my sense went off, it had to be for danger. I didn't see anything. The only other person in the house is May and she's not danger to anyone. Only a sweet,
Loving lady.

I walk towards the source, seeing my phone was moved.

"May" I sigh, still having my sense going off.

I guess she's suspicious again, like always. I wouldn't doubt her. I have been coming home late, leaving her worried. Probably needs those pills more than me. Maybe it helps paranoia too.

I check my phone, seeing nothing done on it. Good thing I had a password. God knows what she could of done...or found.

I place my phone in my pocket, trying to ignore my sense.

My sense always annoyed me like my alarm. One reason I got rid of mine. Usually my sense only lasts a second but right now a continuous silent buzz. If seemed irritating but it was too quite.
I couldn't ignore it though.

From upstairs, I could hear Aunt May cooking breakfast for me.

She always loved cooking, especially for people. It's what she wanted to do. Not sure about being a cook but surely caring for people was a trait of hers.

"Morning, Peter" May greets, knowing it was me without even looking.

It's easy to assume who's walking around when only two live in the house. Not to mention the people living there is an old lady and shy nerd. Two different worlds.

"Morning, May" I greet back, sitting at table.

"How did you sleep?" She asked nonchalantly.

She always asked these common old people questions. Nice and simple, not complicated. Perfect for my social skills.

"It was fine, I guess" I answer, being indescribable as possible.

"Well, you came home pretty late" she mentions, hiding her face.

Oh gosh, if she knows.

"Sorry" I respond, not wanting to admit anything.

"It's fine, dear. I understand" she smiles, not sure if it was 100% real.

She gave me some pancakes. They were one of my favorites. I could eat these everyday, especially Mays. I can't think of anyone else who can make pancakes like hers. No one.

I start eating away, putting as much syrup in the pancakes as I could.

May sits at the table, looking at me deeply.

"Have you been taking your pills?" She asked out of the blue.

"Yes, May. I have been" I answer, feeling awkward.

I hate this subject. We just talked about this yesterday. It just keeps getting more common by the day. Makes me worried about myself and May.

I needed to get out of this conversation.

"Are they helping?" May questions.

She's never asked that before. I needed to go and ignore this. I didn't need this.

"I...I gotta go".

I rush out of my chair and pick my back pack up, pretending I was going to be late. I ran up to May, kissing her cheek. I run to the door, putting my hand on the knob.

"Peter".

I stop, hearing Mays call.

"...I'm gonna be gone at the folks home again. Don't come home too late" she frowns, folding her hands.

I didn't want to lie anymore. It didn't feel right. It never did.

"I will" I half smile, opening the door outside.

"Love you, May".

"Love you too".