Spider-Man Imagines

Invisible | Peter Parker (TH)

hey y'all i just wanted to take a moment and ask if every one of my praying friends/readers would just say a prayer for everyone in the path of the hurricane that will be effected this weekend. i have a lot of family and friends that are staying in florida and even further down south. it is very scary but i know anything is possible through God and He holds this entire situation in His hands.

requested by AprilRenton. this request was very personal to me. i have and do deal with a lot of loneliness, and i'm sure i'm not the only one.

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There was never a moment where you didn't feel lonely. It hit you when you woke up to a total of zero text messages in your inbox. It stayed with you when your mother kissed you goodbye and you knew that would be your only human contact for the day. It tortured you through the halls of the school as you walked by people who didn't even know your name while you knew exactly who their best friend was and every secret that whispered near you. It was glued to you as you went to bed, tears slipping down your cheeks as you realized you'd have to fight another day.

You were completely invisible to everyone around you. No one took notice of you in the halls or looked to hear your opinion on a specific topic. No one greeted you or bid you goodbye, no one acted like you mattered or were even there.

It was a life you had grown accustomed to ever since you started high school, but never quite got used to the pain of.

You longed for a friend, for someone your age to relate to. You wished there was someone that could look at you and smile, talk about your favorite music and books, go to the movies with you or invite you over for a sleepover.

You wished for anything and anyone.

On your way to Chem, you passed by Michelle Jones. You felt most comfortable around her because you knew she kept her judgements quiet and to herself. She was a wallflower like you. Still, she did not notice you.

You ducked your head down and walked into class, gazing over at the teacher at her desk. She smiled at you and you smiled back.

There. That was it. That was the only bit of human contact you get at school.

You sat down at your lab table. You sat alone, which was fine. It gave you more space to put your books and didn't force you to sit uncomfortably with someone that didn't want to be there.