Mistakes Happen

Hey, My Names Peter

(Y/N) POV

I just needed to keep running. Everything was so rushed... But I'm getting ahead of what happened. So let's start at the beginning.

There my dad was. Just standing there bloody, broken, crying. He just found my mother dead, decapitated, stiff, just dead. Her name was Vanessa and they had the baby they were always talking about. He was finally happy, and so was I, but not anymore. I finally had broke, no emotions, no reason to die or live.

So now we live in Queens this happened when I was 10, but i'm 16 now, and this fuck face is making me got to a bullshit school for smart people. Fuck.

"DAD I SAID I DON'T WANT TO FUCKING GO!" I screamed but the little shit won't budge.
"Did I ask? Do I care? I need to get back in the business (Y/N)! I'm going broke!" He yelled looking seriously pissed off. And he's never serious.

(Serious voice in your head)

(Giggly bitch voice in your head)

You're fucked. Don't piss him off even more (Y/N)

PISS HIM OFF EVEN MORE! IT'LL BE WORTH IT LATER HUN!

DON'T IM WARNING YOU!

DON'T MAKE ME SAY IT
oh shit, she's going to say it.
No.........
Fucking......
Balls.......
Fuck she said it.
"You're doing this because of mom!" I yelled. That's when I knew I fucked up.
" What. The. Hell. Did. You. Say?" My dad said with a murderous, yet depressed hint in his already hoarse voice from all the yelling we did, he threw his fucking katana at me I mean what a prick. DON'T WORRY I'm like dad with healing and reflexes and shit kno I sayin?

"What the hell?" I said with no emotions. Remember I'm literally dead inside I feel nothing, no sympathy, nothing. He knows this by now, though I think he doesn't care. I just wish he did.

"I'm sorry (Y/N) but this is happening whether you like it or not, I love you." He said with sadness in his voice.

"I'm just going to go." I said bluntly. I'm just going to school, no mention of the things that happened today. I know I should be sensitive but I don't really know how to do that. I don't feel sympathy. I plug in my headphones and started playing my emo playlist that has Slipknot, 5FDP (Five Finger Death Punch), $uicide Boy$, and other shit like that.

3rd person POV

This song reminded you of your mother. You still didn't feel anything, you just have a memory of her and dad happy.

Memory

You were 5 at the time. Singing Deepthroat with your dad until your mom put on Remember Everything. Your dad was like that was his fucking song and shit like that. But you got up and told him to shut the fuck up because you liked this song alot. Your hair was in pigtails and in nothing but your underwear that had Iron Man on them.
Your mother picked you up and snuggled you. Her brown, medium length hair was in your face, and you giggled as she tickled you.
" Cause' I remember everything~" she sang and looked at you. Your dad laughed and started to sing too. You were all happy, not knowing what will happen in 5 years.

"I love you (Y/N)." She whispered in your ear.

"I love you (Y/N)."

End of memory

Will you ever feel anything?

Yeah hun, I mean we love you but damn. Feel something

"No." You said bluntly.

Don't be like that!

I'm actually agreeing with the dumbass. You need to feel, shit if you need to get laid. We need the old you back.

"No." You said not feeling anything. The truth is you feel in the FAR back of your mind like crying. But you hide them. Because you're scared, terrified. That's why you don't want to feel.

Well we'll leave you alone now, I guess

"Ok"

You arrived at the school. So many people. Fucking hell, man. You hear footsteps running after you. You new it was your dad so to be an asshole you punched him.

" Go away." You said apparently very cold

"(Y/N), don't be an a****** you know I didn't mean to do that you brought up your mom and that really pissed me off you know better. I love you have a good day at school while I go kill some people. I'll send you the pictures of their decapitated bodies. XOXO DP" he said like Gossip Girl.

"Bye." You waved

You entered the school, and you were walking down the hallways until you bumped into someone.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry" he said helping you up. You didn't look at him yet, until he said

"Hi, my names Peter!" he held out his hand to shake it. You look up at him and that's when you knew you were fucked...

You felt something...

"Oh shit..."

830 words total

A/N
Thanks for reading my 1st fan fiction. TOM HOLLAND IS SEXY, RIGHT? But in all seriousness if you have any ideas tell me!!!
XOXO
Ava!