The Pain I'm In || Peter parker || [Completed]✔

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SCHOOL WAS CALM, BUT STILL
Very agitating. When I arrived, my mind was almost immidiately tainted while walking towards the entrance. The many thoughts would remain trapped in my head, fluttering around aimlessly. Still they poised my mind, leaving me with this bitter, raw empiness deep inside.

'Why did I even try today?'

'What was the point?'

'Why am I so worthless?'

'What was I-'

"Hey penis parker! Long time no see!" Flash and his ignorant words suprisingly saved me from those thoughts. still- I found them taunting. I guess maybe I'm just a sensetive person in general.

"Hey! don't ignore me!?" He snapped, adgitatingly, I'd pick up the pace on the way to my locker. I was eager to rid myself of his annoying pressence.

"PARKER I'M TALKING TO YOU!" He shouts from behind me. I tried my best to ignore him. That was until I felt him grab the collar of my shirt from behind- Whirling my body around. My spine crackles; I'm shoved into the metal locker, which would probably leave a mad bruise later.

I winced when he brought back his fist. I couldn't help it; I was so used to this level of torment. I was beginning to wonder if becoming a hero actually changed anything at all about me.

It took my brain a while to realise that I actually couldn't breath. My gasps of air came almost as quickly as their distinct laughter. His group of friends slowly began to crowd me.

When he releases my neck, I drop to the ground- still gasping for air. They only continue laughing at me.

"Whats the matter Penis? Stark got your tongue?" He snarls. Mere seconds later he kicks me in the ribcage, repetitively. I felt almost as though my body had just completely collapsed; legs giving out as soon as my knees scrape against the ground. I was starting to feel like passing out was more of a blessing rather than something to fear, because once again I was saved from the pain of my coursing thoughts by the thick darkness that is the void in my brain.

~ Time skip ~

When I made it to the caffeteria, I decided I'd just skip lunch again. I couldn't let myself near that food only to throw it up. I avoided ned and MJ, in hopes of keeping them from worrying. I'd hide in the bathroom near the locker bay.

I throw my bag against the wall, gripping the sides of the sink. glaring into my emotionless reflection, I shook my head in disbelief, my breathes seemed to stagger with each thought piling into my mind.

"Why are you so useless?" I asked aloud . "Why can't you just die already?" I asked again, practically speaking through my clenched bloody teeth.

I pressed my index finger against the fresh blood oozing from my bottom lip. Then I slide my hand over my cheek, studying the vibrant Pinkish purple that stained my left eye.
I brought up both hands to feel my neck. I yelped on impact; I'd accidentally brushed over a sensitive layer of swelling.

I looked down at my hands, and slid my sleeves up. The mind churning pain of scabbed scars stretched over my flesh in glossy red lines. I then take a moment to breathe, staring aimlessly at my worthless flesh.

The bell rang; jolting my body from the sudden trance I'd engaged myself in. Seconds later I grabbed my bag, and slung it over my shoulder. charging through the door; I speadily walked down the hall toward my next class.

I ignored Mr. Harrison's comment. I'd assumed it was because I made it just as the bell rang, but I didn't really feel like putting up with it today.