An upside down tale (peterparkerxreader)

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Julie: Y/N. GET YOUR BUTT DOWN HERE NOW!!
Ugh. Great. Just a typical morning. Get moaned at by Julie, then probably smacked around the face, then head to the other hell hole in my life- school.
I go downstairs to get "greeted by Julie
Julie: WHAT THE HELL IS THIS? I ASKED YOU TO CLEAN THE KITCHEN AND IT'S STILL A MESS.
Y/n: I-I'm sorry Julie. I had so much homework and...
Julie: THAT'S ALWAYS THE EXCUSE. WE TOOK YOU IN AND CARED FOR YOU WHEN NO ONE ELSE WOULD. AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY US? THEN YOU'RE JUST A LAZY, UNGRATEFUL MONSTER.
I then got a slap round the face. This doesn't make me cry anymore as it happens every day, but it does leave a mark on my face that Peter always notices. Every day I have to come up with a new excuse.
Julie: NOW GET READY FOR SCHOOL AND GET OUT OF MY SIGHT. NOW!!!!!
I run upstairs and get ready. I don't even have any breakfast. I sprint out of the house to the bus.
Flash: Well, well, well. Look who we have here. Y/n Y/l/n.
Flash and his gang just make stupid faces making fun of me so I sit at the back of the bus and take out my book. I feel like my books just take me away from my hell and into some safe place. Oh, how I wish they were real. I start reading when I get interrupted by a familiar voice
Peter: Hey Y/n
Y/n: Oh hey Peter. How was your weekend?
Peter: Oh it was very boring. How about yours?
Y/n: Oh, just the normal.
Peter: And that is..?
Y/n: Oh it's um... Just hanging in the library
Phew. That was close
Peter: Oh cool.
We kept talking for a few minutes before he noticed my cheek
Peter: Hey, what happened to your cheek?
Y/n: Oh, um I just um tripped over this morning.
Peter: Are you sure. This is happening every day now Y/n. You know you don't have to keep anything from me.
Y/n: Peter I'm not keeping anything from you, I'm just very clumsy.
We both just started laughing, but I knew Peter still wasn't convinced. He was right. I "trip over something" every single morning and I'm sure it won't be long until Peter finds out. My "father" Dave gets really violent with me when he's drunk. I sometimes get black eyes or big bruises down my arm. It's not pleasant and I'm sure the smartest boy in the school will figure it out soon. I wish I could tell him but I know he will probably just leave me or pity me and I really don't want that. We get off the bus and I head off to find Mj.
Peter's POV
We get off the bus and I go to find Ned.
Ned: Hey Peter. Do you want to build the Lego Death Star later?
Peter: Yeah dude. That sounds awesome. We need to talk though.
Ned: Ooh. Is it about Y/n. Your crush. Have you finally asked her out?
I just rolled my eyes at him
Peter: Yes it is about Y/n but not for that reason. Everyday Ned I find her with a red mark or a bruise on her face. I know she's clumsy, but not clumsy enough to hurt herself every day. There is something she isn't telling me and I care about her too much to see her like this. What should I do?
Ned: Why don't you ask Mj. She is Y/n's best friend after all.
Peter: Of course. Why didn't I think of that?
Ned: Who knows Pete? Who knows?