~Peter's POV~
I stand in front of the door for what feels like eternity, debating if I should knock or not. I have no clue what to do or say, all that is on my mind his her. The way her face fell even more when I said what I did. She was hurting so much at that point and I went and did that. It was then without even realizing it I'm knocking on the door.
"Who the hell is knocking at this door this late" yells the voice before swinging the door wide open. "Parker" questions Tony. "I did it, I saved her. I also let her go" my voice cracking and shaking as I speak. At that moment I noticed the warm wet tears sliding my cheeks. "Come on" he says as he grabs my shoulder and leads me inside.
Once inside Mr.Stark heads straight for the kitchen to making a pot of coffee, knowing that it's about to be a long night. He then moved to the living room, steaming cup in hand. "Why don't you tell me what happened" he says before taking a sip of his coffee. I look down at my feet noticing that I'm still in my suit, but honestly I don't care anymore.
"It was all a set up, all of it. She wasn't even there until after I got there." I look at him unable to read his emotionless face. "They beat me, nearly killed me. Then she appeared, just out of no where. She fought them, she got hurt bad." "How bad" he ask more alert now. "More than you will ever know."
She lost so much tonight, and I just left her there to deal with it. Guilt and anger both just fill me. It fills me so much I just about scream. "God I don't even know what to feel" I shout. "I'm angry, I'm sad, I'm hurt, but even after all of that I still love her!" Tony raises his eyebrows at me as I realize what I said. More tears fall ,stinging my cuts just thinking of those crucial words.
"I...I love her and I shouldn't, I shouldn't love her. That is what sucks most of all because I still do. She is a criminal." "If you keep thinking like that then you should stop loving her, because you don't deserve her love. Criminal or not she doesn't deserve that." I look at him like he is a mad man.
"That is the kind of thinking you used against Steve, that is the kind you use in battle. She maybe a criminal but she can change. Look at Wanda, she did!"
"Wanda is different" I state. "You're right she is different because you don't love her, you love Sage. Look at Wanda when we fought Peter! She was on Rodgers side, but Vision still loved her. They were on opposing sides and he still loved her." I look at him, not know what to say. I just keep crying. "Peter if Sage didn't care for you then why would she come save you?! Why would she stitch you up when you got hurt?! Why would she be hurting this badly if she didn't care?!"
Tony is now on his feet walking towards me. "I'm not going to tell you if your choice was right or wrong, that is for you to decide with this" he says pointing to my heart. I can feel it race in confusion, unable to choose. Part of me says I was right to do what I did. The other half thinks I'm an idiot for what I did. Which one is it? At this point all I know is I need to clear my head. "Thanks for the help Mr.Stark." Before he can respond I'm gone.
The tears have finally stop as I swing through the city, home. What does he know? He is the one that told me about her to begin with! He literally shoves the file in my hands! I can't take it anymore! Before I know it I'm back home, sitting on the edge of my balcony with my feet dangling over the side. What am I supposed to do? Hell what am I thinking, what did I do to her? I broke her. Not only did I break her, I just completely shattered her like a piece you useless glass. I shattered her like she was nothing. I shattered my angel.
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