YOU GUYS LITERALLY MAKE ME SO HAPPY OMG IM-THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ALL YOUR LOVE!!!
HERE'S PART 2 BC YOU GUYS REQUESTED IT TO 'Nothing Hurts Like Heartbreak'
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"OH mY GoD, pETeR!!" You pray that it isn't your Peter. You feel tears come down your face as you open the door and see the scene...
"So, this is why you haven't been to dinner?" You have poison laced in your tone as you stare down a terrified Nat and ashamed Peter.
"(Y/n), st-" Peter tried to call out, but you've seen enough.
"Enjoy your meal, Pete... Goodnight." You scoff and walk down the stairs where you see bodies dancing and booze everywhere.
Three years meant nothing to him... Our three years of laughs, smiles, jokes, cuddles, movie nights, and family events meant nothing. I thought he was the one, but I was a fool. I... Why would he do this...
Oh, Peter Parker, I love you so, baby boy...
Your heart was pounding out of your chest. It was begging for air as you sprinted down the stairs and out the door. Tears streamed down your face. You couldn't believe this... You were too shaken up to even realize you were sitting in the driver's seat of your car. All these questions swirled around in your brain. Your body hurt. This... this was a feeling you'd never ever felt before and you hated every bit of this emotion.
You felt pain all over. It wasn't from running. It hurt to cry. You sat there, smashing the palm of your hand against the steering wheel and the other clutching your stomach. You wailed and scream, praying that this nightmare could just end.
"Please... please make this stop. It hurts... It hurts so bad, please." You pleaded.
"Peter... oh my," You choke on your sob and tears continue to fall, faster and faster,"Why? How?"
After what felt like an eternity, you slowed your breathing enough so you could get yourself home. You cried as you drove and played your music to try and distract yourself from all the pain. Every song reminded you of Peter. Every lyric brought memories of when things were okay. You wanted to stop in the middle of the road to sob uncontrollably for another eternity... You couldn't wrap your mind around why Peter would cheat on you. You'd been the best girlfriend you could manage and it still wasn't good enough.
For the last three months of school, you kept to yourself. You had your small group of friends to support you through the breakup. Peter hung around with Nat for the first month after you broke up. He seemed more irritable and after two months of hanging around with Nat and her possy, Peter began to keep to himself. He'd sit by himself majority of the time and made friends with some transfer students. The worst part of the breakup with Peter wasn't all the pain, however that was a large part, but not being able to see May anymore. You couldn't go over to see her when you need advice or family help because you and Peter were no longer together. Just the thought of it made your heart pang and the pain spread through your body again.
"(Y/n)," You heard through your traumatizing thoughts and you felt a tad relaxed when you realized whose voice it was. Ned. Although he was a mutual friend of yours and Peter's, he was equally has hurt by what his best friend did to you. Since you told him what happened, Ned refuses to converse and even look at him; he's disgusted by Peter and he absolutely hates how much you're suffering.
"I brought some of those chocolates that you love. My aunt stopped by yesterday night and I forced my sisters to not touch them. They're your favorites too." You smiled at Ned and your two other besties. You knew Ned was lying about his aunt stopping by, due to the fact that her chocolate shop was in Upstate New York and she wouldn't drive down to Queens just to drop some chocolate off.
"Your aunt is a God send." You laugh and you feel the whole mood of the table of four- change. The three of them hadn't seen a genuine smile, let alone a laugh, from you months. They probably could've cried just watching you eat the chocolate. They laughed along with you and soon lunch was officially over. You guys had the last lunch before the last period of the day, and absolutely dreaded your last class.
You walked down to the science hall all by yourself. Usually, you had walked with Peter, since you were both in that class together. You tried to get there early everyday from lunch, to avoid seeing him until the bell to start class rang.
As you approached the door, you were knocked on your butt with a thud and with lots of snickering.
"Ay, bud, you might want to start watching where you're-" You paused as you saw the face of the person you'd just collided with.
'Just my fucking luck'... You say to yourself and shake your head. You don't say a word while you stand and quickly sit in your seat. From the few moments you're sitting in your seat, you feel someone watching you. Not like in a creepy sorta way, but with longing and sorrow laced in their eyes. You feel the eyes linger on you throughout the lesson and you try and resist every urge to lock contact with them.
'Don't look, (Y/n), just don't look... it'll just hurt more.." You say this over and over as that sensation from that day creeps in. You shake your head and it the feeling begins to consume you.
'I need to get out of here.' You raise your hand and quickly utter out loud that you need to go to the bathroom. You basically sprint out of your chair and down the hall, but you hear a set of footsteps echo along side your own.
"What do you want from me, Parker." You stop your dash down the hall and face him for the first time. His face says it all... the bags under his eyes are more prominent, his eyes are red, and it looks like he's broken. The sensation grows stronger and you feel tears form in your eyes.
"What do I want?" He retorts back.
"Yes, idiot, that's what I just said. You kept looking at me the whole time in Chemistry... I don't know why you-" You cut yourself off and Peter speaks.
"I messed up and I know I don't deserve you... but I want you to know that I love you. I always will and I'll always live with the fact that I hurt you in the worst way possible." A tear falls down your face and another and another and they don't stop. Peter reaches out his hand to wipe them and you don't hesitate to smack it as hard as you can.
"Get out of my sight, Pete..." You guys stand facing each other for a moment until you see him begin to walk away. you rush to the bathroom on your right and collapse on the floor in tears... You're crying over him again and you want nothing more to just be rid of the sensation in your body. It feels like your body is choking you and that it's contracting everything inward and the pain is all throughout your entire body.
"You can't just say you love me and not expect me to feel the same, you idiot..." You say aloud through your sobs.
"But I love you too, Peter Parker... and it hurts so much."
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OH MY GOD GUYS
1) I'M SO SORRY FOR THE DELAY OF THIS
2) I'M SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW THAT I COULD QUITE HONESTLY JUST CRY EATING CHOCOLATE TOO
3) WE'RE AT 10.2K!!!! LITERALLY, IM-
THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH. I KNOW I WENT MIA FOR LITERALLY A YEAR, BUT I'VE BEEN TRYING TO GO BACK TO MY LOVE OF WRITING AND I FIGURED IT'S SAFE TO COMEBACK HERE ON WATTPAD. IT'S BEEN A ROUGH ASS TIME, BUT I'M SO GLAD Y'ALL ARE STILL HERE SUPPORTING ME AND READING THIS. IT MEANS THE WORLD TO ME AND I LITERALLY ADORE YOUR EXISTANCE.
I LOVE YOU SO MUCH AND I'LL SEE YOU IN THE NEXT ONE <3
<3,
Percy (aka Vanessa)
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Tom Holland/Peter Parker Imagines
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