Peter made sure to go through his bedroom window quietly as to not disturb his sleeping Aunt.
He wanted to forget. Forget he ever saw any of that.
He walked into his bathroom to start getting ready for bed. He was about to get out of his suit and change when he looked at himself in the mirror. His whole body froze. He expected to see himself. His tired face, his dark circles, some other teenage imperfections. But that's not what he saw. He only saw the bloody face. The unrecognizable face.
“I think I'm gonna be sick” He said while he dropped to his knees in front of the toilet and threw up. He stayed in that position for what felt like hours but in reality only a few minutes.
When he finally felt like he had gotten everything out he managed to get back on his feet. He pressed the spider emblem on his suit and it loosened. He took off his suit and left it on the ground near his feet. To prevent himself from looking into the mirror again he grabbed a random shirt and threw it at the mirror where he webbed it into place.
“I think I'm afraid of mirrors now” Peter said to himself.
He walked out of the restroom after he finished his nightly routine and threw himself on his bed. The second his head made physical contact with his pillow he was out.
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When Peter woke up he didn't feel anything but the tiredness of his nightly patrol. He did remember having an amazing time during his patrol yesterday but it took a lot out of him, but nevertheless he smiled.
Peter did feel a light head ache coming on, but it wasn't something he couldn't handle.
All of a sudden he felt a slight buzzing under his pillow.
The sudden movement made his body jolt with surprise.
‘Wow so much for my spidey-sense’ Peter thought will rolling his eyes.
He grabbed his phone(which is always placed under his pillow) and didn't bother looking at the caller ID.
“Hello” Peter groggily spoke into the phone.
“Hey Peter” Peter immediately recognized the voice of his best friend Ned.
“Why are you calling so early?” Peter said while slightly smiling.
“What do you mean early? It's 9.”
“Exactly, early.” Peter replied before he hung up. He joked around like that, his brain didn't recognize the action as negative.
Then he felt his phone buzz, but this time it was a text. It was Ned.
(Text messages will be in bold)Ned: Come on dude, why do you have to be like that.
Peter: Why do I have to be like what? A normal human being who is 15 years old and wants his 12 hours of sleep on a Saturday morning?
Ned: Lmao, fair point… but I was wondering if you wanted to hang out today?
Peter: Today is tower day, but maybe you'd like to come with?
Ned: If you don't mind, I'd love to go.
Peter: Don't worry, I'll ask Mr. Stark. He won't mind.
Ned: ok, text me when you're 100% positive I can go.
Peter: Alright.
Great. Now he's awake.
After checking the time once again Peter got up from his bed slowly.
“Might as well do my bed just so I won't get tempted.” Peter mumbled to himself.
Then he walked into the kitchen to grab some breakfast.
Cereal. (Honey bunches of oats. WITH almonds, it's literally the best.)
He's too lazy to make anything right now.
He sat down on the coach and turned on the TV. Multitasking, taking a bite of cereal, adjust position, bite of cereal, change channel. That sort of stuff. He stopped when he got the the news. It was another Spiderman report. He smiled to himself, he knows he did some good yesterday, even if he can't seem to remember what he did.
He couldn't hear what they were saying because he changed the channel.
Disney Channel.
“You can never be to old for Disney”
“Oh! I should ask Mr. Stark about Ned coming over as well.”
“Text? Call? No no no… calling would be awkward he's probably busy anyway, a text should suffice.”
Peter: Hey Mr. Stark, since today is a tower day I was wondering if Ned can come over as well.
After sending the message, Peter quickly put his phone down and continued watching TV. About 5 to 10 minutes later his phone buzzed.
Mr. Stark: yeah sure he can come over, be here by 2.
Peter: yes of course, thank you so much Mr. Stark!
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Deception
FanfictionIf Peter Parker is anything aside from Spiderman, he's happy. Always happy. He has anything and everything he could practically want, amazing friends, and makeshift family. But you do know everyone always says happiness is temporary, right? What hap...