Daddy Issues»©

Chapter 10

Peter was a little shocked at Johns last words, but not shook. He knew that his past would come back to bite him in the butt. He just did not expect it to come in this form. Ned and Mary Jane stood at the door. Mary Jane was all too confused not knowing about Peters, heroic past, but Ned knew all too well that what John had brung into the light was going to change the household forever. MJ did know however about Ben, but she did not know that the incident, was Peters fault. As John went off to who knows where. Another, argument brokeout about his future. Ned was watching everything fail and dissolve as Mary Jane and Peter were neck and neck deciding Johns fate.

"He was hurt, because of how much of an ass you were being Peter. Yeah he stepped over the line, but you provoked him. Your such a hypocrite!"

"You would not understand anyway. You are just reporter. I however am a father with a mutant son! This world we live in don't like what is different I was trying to protect him"

Ned stayed back with his face in his palm. Slouched up against the wall as the two went on for which felt to him like forever. Mary Jane and Peter were both too stubborn to stand down. Each of them were eager to have the last word. Ned paid them no mind just thinking about what John ight actually do after this little problem Peter caused, he was fearing the worst. Mary Jane to looked at Ned her brows lowering and her nose twitching at is does when she picks up something or is skeptical.

"You have been awfully quiet. It is not like you."

"He already made up his mind. Your going to send him their aren't you?" Peter asked placing his hands on his hips.

Ned stood up and raised a brow to Peter.

"He is our son, blood or not. The school is the best place for him right now. Seeing that you took the safety of his home away from him."

"What does that mean?" Mary Jane interrupted. "You mean the institute. The mutant school?"

"Exactly. At least their he wont feel out of place. unwanted and a burden." Ned lowered his chin. "We failed as his parents peter. We weren't their when he needed us."

Ned started to leave the room. Peter grabbed his arms, only for Ned to snatch his limb away. "Not right now peter. I don't even know what to think of you right now." Ned got his leather jacket and left the lot for a while. Giving himself a break. His tone of voice let Peter know they were no more. It was not clear if they could fix things, but Ned was in no condition to stay in that house anymore than he needed to. As a last resort he visited Sam. He was the only person who he could go to, even if he was avoiding him all this time. It was his turn to make amends with his past. Just as Peter did with his son.

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An angry grieving and heartbroken Ned stormed himself thought he cliché rain of new York. Hi fist dig deep in his pulling the jacket tight on his shoulders. The sun began to set as a weary eyed grown man took a risk to fill the void in his chest. His air was damp and his skin cold, his eyes wet, and his brows low. His hands balled in fist, his nails digging in his skin. His teeth were stabbing his lip drawing blood. He knew what he was feeling, he was feeling a familiar feeling. Something that never went away. It lived off of fear and pain and heartbreak. It was like a black hole. Mysterious, unpredictable horrifying. All he wanted to do was plug it in to make it stop draining everything in his life. The door of the apartment opened in standing there in his boxers was Sam completely caught off guard but the tears spilling from Ned's face only made him feel sympathy. He welcomed his old friend in with open arms and a warm heart.