Taking Blame

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December 25

May:
I couldn't feel anything, everything seemed to shatter around me. I wanted to rip my hair out, I was the one who sent him out there. Why? Why didn't I go after him, if I had just kept him here, he would be fine, he would be with me still, I want to deal with him! I didn't get sleep that night, or the next, or the next, all I could do is sit in his room all night, waiting for him to come home, he always does.

"I stood there counting the seconds away, I thought she would come out, tell me to come back, tell me everything was ok.

But she didn't."

Ned:
When I got the news from May, I couldn't breath, I felt sick at myself. I was the one who sent him away, I turned him down from one of his last hope's. I couldn't look at my Lego sets, in fact I stuffed them in a box and refused to play with them. I didn't want my Christmas presents, because most of them Peter and I would love to do together. You were never a problem.

"I wanted to slam my head on somthing, I didnt want to be a problem, a burden, but I was."

MJ:
My head was pounding, my scalp was bleeding and I couldn't seem to stand up. Peter Parker, Peter Parker, Peter Parker, the only name that echoed through my head. The stupid, loving, kind, amazing, loser, was gone now. And I kicked him off the fucking team! Peter Parker, the lovable idiot, was gone now. You kept us moving.

"I didn't say anything to anyone, I spent all day walking around the streets of New York."

Flash:
I sat on my bed, tears slowly falling down my face, I pushed him over to this point. I had a crush and chose to use hate to get it covered up. That adorable, innocent, boy was gone now. I had scratch marks going down my arms, I took frustration out on myself, because that's what I deserve. I'm sorry Parker. I care.

"'Be a bigger problem than you already are.' The voices echoed in my head"

Tony:
I was right there, I could have helped him, I knew something was wrong. My day had been fucked up, but his week was worse, and I told him we didn't need him. I need him, he was the only one keeping me grounded, now he was gone. I felt dizzy, around 12 empty bottles of cheap alcohol surrounded me, I didn't care. I felt everything and worse, I limped my way to the bathroom, throwing my guts up. And all I could think about was 'I just lost my kid.' I need you here kid.

"I stopped running now, I was out of breath, I was alone, on the streets. My phone was dead, and I didn't have anyone else."

Natasha:
I laughed, what was this? Did the kid fake his death? Did he think this was some funny joke? I mean it would be funny as hell! I myself giggled at the thought, he like, would jump from somewhere and started cracking his cute jokes. He would have star eyes when looking at me like he always does, so I waited. And waited. Waited...
A tear slipped down my cheek...
"Peter?"

"You're right, some people have it worse. But people also have it better."
-Natialene Smith, 2017.

Wade:
No No No No!! I was right there! RIGHT THERE!! I was so close, I could have grabbed him, I could have saved him! God...why does my head hurt? Why do I feel like I'm going to throw up? I don't like this, I hate it! You...YOU DID THIS!! AUTHOR! YOU DID THIS TO HIM!!
Now, hang on-
NO! YOU DID THIS, YOU PUT ME RIGHT THERE!! I COULD HAVE SAVED HIM!!
Wade-
DON'T 'WADE' ME!! OUT OF ANYONE YOU COULD PUT IN THIS STORY IN THIS AU, YOU PUT ME?!?!
I'm sorry-
No, never mind... this is stupid, all of it...so...so...fucking stupid...

No ones heard from Deadpool, some say he's been wiped out, he ran off, insane with the voices in his head. That day the merc with a mouth went quiet, no ones heard from him. But every Christmas day, they say you can see a man, place flowers near a metal pole.

Each one of them couldn't do anything, at least after. They all hated themselves, they all blamed eachother.

After all, all they could do, was take the blame.