I will love you forever, Peter Parker

Spider 17

I woke up a while later. Peter was still laying there, only now he was staring at the ceiling.

"You okay?" I asked.

"What? oh, yeah."

"Whatcha thinking about?"

"Nothing. Just stuff that Mr Stark said to me."

"Hmm."

We sat there for a few more minutes when there was a knock at the door. We both got up. As we went to the front door, Peter grabbed something and put them on his both of his wrist. Another knock came and the doorbell rung.

I stood behind him as he opened the door, which got shoved open right when Peter barely opened it. Four guys came in, charging at me and Peter. I quickly ran over and grabbed two knives from the kitchen.

They charged at me and I swung the knives at them, but they grabbed my wrists and slammed me against the fridge. I adjusted the knives and thrusted them at his hands. He let go for a second and I kicked him in the chest and he fell to the ground. I swung at the other guy before running into the living room.

I swung the knife, but he caught my hand. I tried to pull my hand away from him, but I couldn't. I swung my other arm, but he caught that too. He slammed me against the wall behind me. The knives fell out of my hands. I tried to get my hands free from his grip, but I couldn't.

"Peter!" I yelled.

"Libby, just hold on!"

The guy slid my arms above my head and held them with one hand. I tried to free my hands again but this guy had a strong ass grip on them. He grabbed something and flicked it open. A switchblade. Shit. He held it against my throat.

"You really think you can get away from me, do ya?"

Then I noticed something. There was something different about the blade. It was my fake father and he had one of the weapons he made against my throat.

"And you really think that you can hold me here?"

I kicked him in the crotch and grabbed my knives. We swung at each other, neither of us really getting at each other. The other guy came at me. Peter shot webs at one of them, swinging them at the wall.

Then my fake dad swung his leg and it hit my side. I fell to the ground. He climbed on top of me, sitting on my stomach. He held one knife against my throat and the other one at my chest. Both were slightly digging in.

"So, you found out Tony Stark is your real dad, huh? How's that going for you?"

"Better than when I thought you were my dad."

I saw Peter behind him. He was waiting for me to do something. I thrusted the knives into his thighs. Peter shot at him, pulling him back at the door. I got up and went over to where Peter webbed the guys up. Pretty well actually.

"If you ever come near her ever again, I'm not gonna be nice to you." Peter said to him.

"Oh, I'll be counting on it."

Peter webbed his mouth shut. He was breathing hard. I wrapped my arms around peter's neck and he held me tightly.

"I want you to live with your dad." He whispered. I nodded in agreement.

The phone began ringing. Peter went and answered it and I followed him.

"Mr Stark?... she's fine.... he came after her.... Yeah.... okay.... yeah.... bye."

I went into his room and packed the clothes we had put in the dresser. I grabbed the one empty box and put it by the door. I pulled all the boxes out from under the beds and put them on top of the beds.

"Hey, Peter?"

"Yeah?"

"I want to get a few more things."

"Okay. Let's go."

"What about them?"

"They can't get out."

"Okay."

We grabbed two boxes each. We went up and I packed the rest of my stuff and we went back down. To our horror, they were gone. Every last one of them.

"Peter, where are they? I thought you said they can't get out!"

"I don't know! They must've had another guy! We need to get out of here now."

Peter ran into May's room and came out a few minutes later with a suitcase. He ran into his room and came out with a suitcase of his.

The door opened. Dad was there.  As well as Mom and Happy. Mom came over and hugged me tightly.

"Are you okay? They didn't hurt you too much, did they?"

"No, I-I'm fine."

"We need to get out of here now. They'll be back soon." Happy said.

We all brought boxes down to the vans. There was two vans. Once we were done, Peter called his Aunt telling her not to go home and come to the compound instead and then we headed to the compound. Happy and Dad and Peter went in one while me and Mom went in the other one.

Half way there, mom's phone rang.

"Can you get that Libby?"

"Sure." I checked and it was dad. I answered it and put it on speaker. "Yeah?"

"Am I on speaker?" He asked.

"Yup."

"Okay, So I've noticed someone is following us. So we're going to make a quick stop at a gas station and I'll have another car there that we will all go in."

"Okay."

He hung up and mom drove to the gas station and pulled around back. We got all the boxes and got in a car that was waiting for us. We all got in and saw Natasha in the car. I guess dad called ahead. Nice. Peter and I stopped inside the store. I bought a milkshake and a bag of chips. It was $5.19. Peter got two bags of candy and a milkshake. After that, we went back out. We climbed into the car. May sat on Peter's left, I sat on his right, dad sat on my left, my mom sat on his left, Happy sat on her left, and Natasha sat on his left. The seats were arranged in a U shape.

We got to the compound a little after dark. On the way, we picked up dinner. After we got to the compound, everyone helped getting the boxes up to a room that had two beds. Peter also brought his suitcase up to the room. Dad didn't say anything, in fact, he smirked about the fact Peter wanted to share a room with me. After they left to get May settled, we started to unpack.