Depression

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PETER'S POV

3 months after the events of spiderman homecoming

It has been a while since liz left midtown and for for some reason I just can't find a a way for me to be happy about anything after what happened. Can you blame me? It was my fault that her dad is now in jail, I did ditch her during homecoming, and I didn't even tell her why. It's time like this where I just wish that I was never spiderman.

I was lying in my bed just thinking about Liz when I felt my phone buzz in my pocket. I checked who it was. It was my best friend Ned, I feel bad for him because I have been ducking him and I think it's finally time for us to hang out. "hello?" I answered him
"yo peter how are you holding up?" he asked. "I've been much better.." I said sounding a little groggy. "hey you know what always helps you feel better.... A non stop star wars movie marathon!" he said sounding happy trying to cheer me up. I appreciate him trying his best to make me feel better and as his best friend I deserve to give him the quality bro time. "that actually sounds really awesome right now, you want to come over" I told him "seriously? Yes! Yes! Yes!! You're finally opening up. I'll be right there" he said so excited

He hung up after that. Must be on his way. Tbh I don't feel as excited as I would be. Right then and there aunt may walked in. "hey spidey you feeling any better?" she asked me. "I'm trying" I said very slow and deep "it's been a while since you put on the old mask and suit Peter" she's right, ever since Liz moved I felt too responsible for the trouble going on in queens. Every time I looked at that suit I just couldn't even think about putting it on. "I know aunt may but I can't go out right now it's still too soon" I said to her not looking her in the eye. "I understand Peter" she went down to hug me close and I rest my head on her shoulder. "sooner or later someone is going to need you" she told me and then got up and was about to leave before saying one one more thing. "Also you know mj called.." my eyes perked up. Hearing her name was unusual from aunt may. "she's really worried about you, you know" after she said that she left and closed the door behind her.

"Michelle?" mj was always a very observant girl and she quickly noticed my depression. She would always try to cheer me up... But like in her own way

One time I remember her bumping into me and she said watch it loser or you'll deal with me. She obviously meant it in a joking way just to get a laugh from me but she never did get that laugh.

I checked my phone and looked at my recent messages from mj.

Hey loser

Ok Peter what's going on with you you haven't said anything for the past 2 days

Peter I'm getting serious now what's wrong, is it because Liz left. Please talk to me

Come on Peter we miss you at the decathlon.

I never told mj that I was spiderman. She did always look at me suspiciously whenever I'd skip class or always be late to decathlon meetings. Then as if on cue mj herself texted me.

Hey Peter Ned told me that you're finally opening up, you good?

I texted her back this time cause just like ned, she deserved it.

Hey mj.. I'm fine Ig. Hey Umm do you want to come over. Ned and I already planned a movie marathon do you maybe want to come?

It didn't take long for her to reply.

Sure loser I'll be there in 10

I have no idea why but when she said she was coming over it made me smile a little bit. First time I did that in a long time.

Time skip

I had all the star wars movies laid out for bed and Michelle, I had a bowl of popcorn, 13 big packs of gummy worms and a 12 pack can of sodas. It felt nice finally getting to hang out with my friends after such a long time. I then looked towards my bed room and walked in looking towards my closet. I opens my closet door and took out a paper bad out, it was the bag that Mr stark returned my suit in. I opened it up and the first thing I see is my mask with the eyes looking at me. "Maybe I should continue this superhero thing" I said to myself.

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