❝ c'mon Parker, can't I have one last dance? ❞
Two years after Kaelyn
and Peter started dating,
she finds herself forced into
the superhero world and
finding out just how much trouble
she can get into
PETER PARKER X FEMALE!OC
INFINITY WAR - EN...
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"PETER, PETER CAN YOU HEAR ME?" Kaelyn asked through the phone as she hid in her hallway closet with her ear pressed against the door. There was a man in her living room conversing with her parents so naturally, she was eavesdropping. Not to mention, fucking terrified.
"Kaelyn, what's going on?" Peter sounded worried through the phone, understandably so. "Why do you sound so muffled?"
Kaelyn pushed a coat out of the way so she could speak, "Because I'm hiding in a closet, why else? Listen, my parents are up to something."
"What makes you think that?" Peter asked, beginning to sound just as shaky as her.
"Because when the man showed up, he mentioned that he was a representative of Adrian Toomes. You know, the guy we put away a year ago, my best friend's ex-girlfriend's dad, bitch that tried to kill us. That one," she over-explained in a sarcastic tone, although now probably wasn't the time for such a thing. However, she would rather be sarcastic than let Peter on as to how fearful she truly was.
"Kae, you gotta get out of there," Peter instructed, but she wasn't going to listen which they both already knew.
She lowered her voice to a whisper in an attempt to hear the men better. Just barely she could hear them discussing plans. "Everyone is looking to my parents as the new leaders of this... organized crime shit or whatever you wanna call it. They have a new plan to get supplies to carry out their weapons building. Peter, I don't, I don't want it to be true. My parents can't be a part of this, they can't."
"Hey, hey, it's okay. Listen to me, Kae, you're going to be okay. Is there any way you can get out of the closet and into your room or something?"
"Not without them seeing me," was the disappointing answer as she looked through the slated closet door. Of course, it sat just before the hallway began meaning anyone in the living room would clearly see her exiting if she even made the attempt. God, she wished she was better at hiding. Goosebumps coated her skin and the hairs on the back of her neck and were raised. Her bones were petrified in their place and her pumping blood was prominent in her ears. "Peter, tell me this isn't happening, please. I don't, I don't want to believe they're the bad guys. Please."
Peter was silent, but that in itself said everything she needed to know. After a moment, with a breathy sigh, he spoke, "It's going to be okay, Kae, I promise. Just get out of there as soon as you can."
She gulped, watching as the man began packing up his files and briefcase. Only a few more moments now, "Okay, okay. Deep breathes, deep breathes."
"Are you telling me or yourself?"
"Who do you think?" she scoffed, trying her best to take deep breaths but not be too loud while doing so. After a minute or so, the man shook hands with her parents and left the apartment. Finally, she was in the clear. Now, she just had to wait until her parents cleared to the kitchen or to their room. Breathing a sigh of relief, she relaxed. "Okay, he's gone. I'm gonna hang up and I'll call you back when I'm no longer stuck in a closet."
