two sided | peter parker

XLIX | illusion

『il·lu·sion | noun | a false idea or belief』

"GO WATCH IT," Is what left Iron Man's lips, it was obvious that he wasn't going to say anything more as he wandered past everyone and most likely was going to look for Pepper. Ebony, Faye, and Viva shared a look. The youngest smiled kindly, a constraint of pain holding her back from a small grin. "You can go, Y/n."

Y/n shook her head, the girls looking at each other once again before wandering off into the lab where the security tapes were. Peter was beside Y/n, holding her hand. "It'll be okay," He comforted her, speaking softly to ensure that the moment was between them and only them alone. 

She didn't say anything, relaxing and letting her head bump against his chest. His heart drummed rhythmically as the girl focused on it and closed her eyes, letting the steady beat relax her. Running his hands through her hair, it further comforted her as his worry for her increased. Will she be okay? How long does it take for PTSD to go away? What's on the tape?  He couldn't help it.

Only ten minutes passed, Faye, Viva, and Ebony leaving correspondingly. Faye didn't say anything and let her head hang low while Viva comforted her. Ebony sent a small nod towards Y/n a weak smile with that as well. Peter moved her up slightly and grasped her hand, squeezing it lightly to quietly ask if she was okay with going now.

Instead, she tugged him off the couch as he followed behind her. Pushing the door open, they went into the room. There were three stools in front of the TV, Y/n sitting in the middle one as Peter took the one on her right. The video played back, Peter rewinding it slowly and letting it continue.

"You're losing your mind, dick-wad!" Charlie yelled, ducking another move before managing to punch Eden straight in the back. The blond haired and brown eyed boy let out a groan and fell onto the floor. Wisp slowly went away, Eden managing to roll on his back and look at his friend in the eye. "I know I am. I don't know what's going on, but I'm losing myself."

Charlie's eyes softened, the boy helping Eden up and letting him sit down on his own bed. Shaking his head and raking back his brown hair, Chip blinked at Eden. "What can we do about it?" Wisp must've said something, Eden's brows furrowing at the sentence. Rubbing his pants with his sweaty palms, the boy cleared his throat. "There's no curing it."

Chip just looked down, frowning. Eden sighed, tiredly blinking and staring at Charlie afterwards. "If it gets too much, I want you to kill me."

"What?"

"I said, I want you to kill me. You saw me lose control back there! I can't lose it, not around Faye, Y/n, or Ebony. It's deadly and I really don't want to risk it, so please. If you ever see me lose control like that again," His eyes hardened with a sort of desperation and determination that Charlie had never seen in him before. "I want you to kill me."

Y/n couldn't watch anymore, her hand slamming down on the button that controlled the pause and play of it. Peter stood up in unison, watching as tears streamed down her face. In a cracked voice that held so much hurt and despair, she whimpered. "He wanted this, he knew it was going to happen and he still wanted this to happen."

He didn't say anything, watching her break down all over again. Y/n shook her head, crying out and screaming at lifeless technology whilst reality slammed Peter in the face. He knew her condition was bad, he knew that it'd be a while until she was okay again. He never expected her to be this broken, this crushed, this. . . scattered. Pieces of her were all over the place.

"We could've helped him, Peter. H-He knew this was going to happen and we could've helped him." The tears stained her cheeks, the girl turning to look at him. With all the tears and the sadness that emitted from her, she couldn't help, but be selfless and wonder how Faye felt. Faye was his little sister, she must've felt a thousand times worse.

Pulling herself to her feet, he managed to read the look in her eyes and forced her to sit down again. Moving the stool so he sat right across her, he watched as her eyes dried up and she successfully stopped herself from letting her feelings out again. He didn't say anything for a bit, opening his arms gently.

His hair swished with his movements, slightly bouncing as the waterworks kicked in once again. Hating herself for letting herself cry, Y/n just dove into his arms and looped her arms around his neck. Peter couldn't help it, feeling his heart ache at the sight of the love of his life upset in his arms.

Pulling her closer, his chin rested on her shoulder while her eyes were on his. "C-Cry it all out," He said softly, encouraging her as her sobs wracked her body. Releasing everything she held in, it was something that Y/n had been waiting to do for a while. After nearly ten minutes of crying and just clinging onto each other, Y/n pulled away and looked at him.

"I want a fresh start,"

"What?" 

"After the media thing," She cupped his cheeks, talking about the event that was arriving within two days time. She repeated herself, resting her forehead against his and swallowing the lump of pain that had developed in her throat. He stared at her, his brown eyes looking like soft pools of pretty honey. 

"You want a fresh start?"

"I want a fresh start."

Peter nodded, kissing her forehead gently. "You will, you will. I'll make sure of it." A gentle smile between them was all it took as she hugged him intimately. Whispering in his hear, she spoke softly as her voice cracked slightly. "I love you," He smiled at the comment, sighing and responding to her statement. "I love you too."