The Choice-Spider-Man homecoming fanfic

Not your fault

Pain soared throughout Peter's body, His vision was blurred and fuzzy, and... MJ! Peter groaned as he struggled to stay conscious. As he looked down more pain shot throughout his body. There was glass everywhere, some blood, bullet shells. Peter could feel bruises all over his body and every inch of him was sore. There was a big piece of glass wedged into his left leg and there was definitely a few things broken. "Mj, " he groaned as he turned his head. "Mj. Wake up. Please. Please. Please!" Peter sobbed. "Please. You have to be- you have to be-" He tried to speak between sobs. What felt like an eternity passed with no movement from Mj. Peter let tears freely stream down his face nonstop. "Someone help! Please!" He groaned as tears continued to pour down his cheeks and it hurt to speak. Finally, a small gasp erupted from the other side of the upside-down vehicle. What was a small gasp turned into heavy, quick, and panicked breaths. "P-P-Peter! Peter!" Mj gasped for breath. "I can't-I can't feel-I can't feel my legs! Peter!" "Mj! You need to breathe. Follow my breath. Breathe." "I can't. Peter. Peter. I can't!" She gasped. "Mj you're having a panic attack. Breathe. Please." Mj kept gasping and tears strolled down her face. Peter let out a soft scream of pain as he lifted up his arm and intertwined his hand with Mj's. Her breathing immediately slowed down, but she kept crying. "Peter. We're gonna die." "No. Mj. I-I can find a way to get us out of here. I can-I can, " Peter sobbed. "Peter, you can't do everything and you can't rescue everyone. So suck it up. We're not getting out of this one, " another set of tears fell down her face. "And just as a crazy, we're about to die side note, I love you." "I love you too, but what if we do live? Do you still love me? It might be awkward, " he chuckled and sobbed in delirium, the pain becoming unbearable.  "It will definitely be awkward, but-" Mj let out a sharp breath. "Mj?" She had blacked out. "Don't worry, I'm getting us out of here Mj. I promise." Peter grunted and screamed, tears falling from his eyes once again as he tried to lift his body from the seat, but everything for him too went black.

"FRIDAY, Run a scan. And please tell me they're alive." "Scan complete. They're both alive, but I'm afraid they've both been fatally injured." Tony sighed as he held back tears. "Alright Fri, how do we get them out?" "In order to pull them from the vehicle, you will have to cut them out." "Alright. Alright. Let's do this, " Tony mentally prepared himself for what he might see. Using the lasers built into the iron man suit, he split open the vehicle without hurting anyone inside. A quiet sob came from Tony's mouth when he saw the kids he cared so much for had been so hurt and he knew it was his fault. "Friday call happy." The line dialed for a minute.
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Are they alright? Are they alright?!" Happy picked up. Tony sighed. "For now... I need you to come with an ambulance. We're taking them to Stark tower." Peter and Mj were rushed to Stark tower in a frenzy where the doctors worked the hardest they could to keep the two teens alive.

Am I dead? Peter thought to himself. His blurred vision slowly came back to him and an overwhelming, bright light filled his eyes. Peter turned his head to look around. The room was white, the lights were on, and he could see the shadow of someone outside the door. He took in a deep breath and immediately regretted it as he let out a scream and clutched his ribs. The door immediately burst open and in came Mr. and Mrs. Stark, (or Pepper because she always wanted Peter to call her that). "Are you alright kid?" "Yeah, " Peter winced. "It just-" "Hurts, " Tony finished for him. Peter tried to fight back tears. "What happened?" "May called me when you guys didn't come back and I found the car flipped over, every window was broken. I thought you kids were-" he closed his eyes not wanting to think about it. "I uh, eventually got you out and both of you were in rough shape, so we brought you back here... You're lucky you're alive. The airbags broke a rib, the rib fractured a lung and you had to have surgery for that, you also broke your left leg which needed mild surgery, and you have 4 fractured vertebrae, severe enough you also needed surgery for that." Peter was devastated and it felt as if his heart had sunk. Tony took Peter's hand, seeing he was upset. He suddenly burst into tears, sobbing. "That-that was-that was with superpowers, what about without? What-what happened to Mj?" he sobbed. Pepper looked at Tony as he tried to speak and there was a pain in his eyes. "Peter, " Pepper said softly. "She- She got it a bit worse. Do want to see her?" Peter nodded, unable to speak because of the knot in his throat. Pepper helped Peter sit up and she handed him crutches. "Be careful. It's gonna hurt because of your broken rib." Peter nodded and stood up, wincing at the pain but determined to make it out the door and down the hall. With the help of Mr. Stark, he made it to the doors of Mj's room.  Taking a deep, shaky breath he entered the room. It looked almost identical to the one Peter was in but had a stronger smell.

Pepper and Tony stayed outside the door. "Mj?" She immediately turned her head the other way. He walked, or more like stumbled, with his crutches to the side of the bed, set the crutches down, and collapsed into the chair next to him. "Mj are y-I mean-is-I-I'm sorry." "Shut up Loser, it's not your fault, " she said without looking at him. "But it is! If I hadn't-" "It's not your fault Peter." "Mj. Look at me." But she refused. "Mj, please. How-how bad is it?" "I'm fine," she answered as tears we're released from her eyes. Peter sighed and she felt a hand grab hers.

It had only taken Peter 5 minutes to fall asleep with his head leaned against the side of the bed. Mj finally looked at him, tears freely falling now, making her face burn. She had cuts, bruises, and a split lip on her face. Her legs had been crushed by the dashboard, breaking one of them. She had 3 broken ribs, 6 fractured vertebrae, her left shoulder had been dislocated, and a giant piece of glass had wedged it's self right under the rib cage. Her body was extremely sore and fragile after undergoing numerous surgeries and from the impact of the car accident, nevertheless, she held on tightly to Peter's hand eventually falling asleep.

When Peter woke up his neck was cramped and his ribs in more pain than before, but that wasn't the worse thing, it was Mj. She was asleep, her face turned towards Peter. There were bruises and cuts covering her face. "I'm sorry, " he let out in a breath, once again tears fell from his red eyes, but this time from lack of sleep. He lifted a hand to her face, tracing a cut on her left cheek. She shifted slightly and not opening her eyes, she grabbed Peter's hand and whispered, "Stop it Loser. It's not your fault." Peter smiled, leaned down, and kissed the top of her head. "Get some rest, " Mj whispered before drifting off again. Peter smiled at her again and stumbled back to his own room using his crutches for support.

A\N: So sad and cute. Sorry if this sucks lol. 😬😄 Thanks SO MUCH for over 25k views and also thanks for the kind comments! ❤❤🙏❤