Marvel Imagines ;)

peter parker - bully

School was hell, and the devil was Flash Thompson.

You didn't know why you hated him so much. Correction, you didn't know why he was prone to getting under your skin (you could easily form a lengthy list of the reasons why he was a class A douche). Maybe it was because your dad had left, and you were (in the words of your therapist) "acting out". Or, the more plausible reason, Flash was aging like a fine wine. That is, if fine wine made you want to stab it multiple times with a pencil.

"What's up Penis Parker!" Flash's obnoxious voice filter over to where you were sitting in chemistry. Usually, you kept your ever-growing rage on a tight, tight leash. But lately, it seemed as though that leash was two comments away from snapping entirely. "And Y/N!" Flash, of course, slid into the empty seat next to you. As if your day couldn't get bad enough. You suddenly cursed yourself for having no friends that could have sat there instead. "You look..."

Five seconds away from hitting you over the head with my textbook? you thought. 

"Dead inside. As per usual."

God, why did he have to sit next to you? There were plenty other seats he could have chosen. It was almost as though Flash knew how close you were to snapping. As though he knew that last night, your dad finally packed up and left.

"Nothing to say?"

You couldn't do this. You had to leave, before you did something you'd regret.

You gathered up your textbooks, throwing them into your back before shoving your chair in (you were a bitch, but a polite one). Flash chuckled, a sound that made you grit your teeth together. You pushed your way out of the classroom as students streamed in. There was a terrible, high-pitched ringing in your ears that made you see red. You almost didn't hear it.

"Maybe you and Penis Parker should start a support group for shit-whole parents." 

You halted, two feet away from the door. A strange, killing calm had taken over your body. You slowly turned. 

"What did you just say?" 

Flash grinned, the stupid fool. He had no idea what you were capable of. What you would do if he continued to run his mouth. 

"Your dad. He left, right? He must be a real dud if he-"

"Flash," a voice you didn't recognize warned. "That's enough." 

"Really, Parker? You're gonna defend her?" 

You walked - more like stalked - in Flash's direction, violent images taking over every ounce of your being. You wanted... God, you wanted to hurt him. To release all of the pent up anger from all these years and fight and punch and lose yourself in the rage. 

"Aw, are you going to hurt me, Y/N? Are you gonna-" 

Flash didn't get to finish the taunt. Not before your fist slammed into his nose with a resounding crunch. He yelped, a pitiful sound. But you were far from finished. 

You drew your arm back, ready to pummel him into a bruised and bleeding mess, but- 

Someone grabbed you, dragging you away from Flash who was clutching his broken face. You snarled, kicking the person who was holding you in the crotch, but they only grunted in response and continued to lead you away with considerable strength. 

"Y/N, you need to calm down," they spoke softly, right into your ear. Shivers spider-walked their way down your spine, cooling your rage into a gentle simmer. 

"Don't try to tell me what to do." 

"He deserves it, trust me. I know he does. But after you give in to the rage, that good feeling will go away, and you'll just be left with the guilt. Trust me." 

You turned, not knowing what to expect. But... Peter. It was Peter Parker. Well, that was shocking. How could the little twig hold you down so easily? 

"Peter," you breathed. "When did you get so jacked?" 

He gave you a sheepish smile. "Are you okay?"

Peter had loosened his grip on you, and you took a step away from him, needing to put some space between you two. "Fine. I'm just... Angry. All the time. And I don't know how to control it." 

Peter was silent, but he had this look on his face. As though he understood what you meant completely. "Whenever you feel this way," he began, "just tell me, and I'll help you." 

You nodded. 

"So, do you want to go get a sandwich or something to cool down?" 

You smiled, blushing slightly. You didn't know how you had never noticed him before; he was kind of adorable. "I'd love to." 

A/N

This was unedited, so I know it kind of sucks, but I wanted to update this story ASAP for you guys. More updates coming soon!