An upside down tale (peterparkerxreader)

{25- FINALE}

*Time skip- 2 weeks*

Liz and Adrian got arrested that day, thank god. I've also explained everything to Ned and Mj so we're all friends again, but Mj now knows I'm Spiderman.

Today is the day of her funeral. I originally didn't want to go, but Mr Stark told me it would be the last chance to say goodbye. I went home to Aunt May a week ago, but stayed in my room the whole time. I haven't been Spider-Man for two weeks now and honestly, I'm thinking about quitting completely. My room is just scattered with pictures of us, memories come flooding into my brain like a waterfall. I didn't go to school, how could I? How could I go to the place where we would see each other every day, without her? I get into my suit and go out into the living room. There I saw May, Ned, Mj and surprisingly Mr Stark. Ned and Mj ran up to me and gave me a hug- they knew how much she meant to me. I pulled away and saw tears in Mj's eyes- I forgot she was Y/n's best friend, I can't imagine how she feels. I look down to the floor

Mj: Hey, it's going to be alright

Peter: I know. It's just hard you know

Mj: Yeah. I miss her too Peter

Peter: I'm so sorry Mj

Mj: It's fine. Stop apologising

We all walked to Happy's car until I realised I forgot the letter. I still haven't opened it- it's too hard, but I was going to open it today. I catch up with the group and we drove off to the church.

We got there and people were starting to arrive. I stood by the door, making sure people who aren't welcome don't come in. After a while, I see someone that I don't recognise. ( Y/n hasn't got any other family that she's met)

Peter: Excuse me, who are you?

Julie: What? We're her parents. Let us in

Peter: Ah. You're her abusive parents who made her life a living hell

Julie: How dare you accuse us of such things. Come on Dave, let's go- we're obviously not welcome here.

They walked away and I went to take my seat

*Time skip- I've never been to a funeral so I have no idea what happens*

Everyone went home and it was just me and Mj sitting at Y/n's grave. We sat there and just laughed and reminded ourselves of some of our memories with her.

Mj told me how she would sing in the shower, but would refuse to go to a karaoke night. When she cleaned her room, she would dance around like an idiot.

Mj: But she would only do it when she was alone.

Peter: Why?

Mj: Well you know about Julie and Dave. Well all she was allowed to do was clean,shop- basically be their slave. She lived a horrible life there. I- I could've saved her.

Tears started to form in her eyes so I pulled her into a hug

Peter: It's ok Mj. You couldn't have saved her without someone getting hurt. Don't blame yourself

Mj: Thanks Pete. Hey, why don't you open her letter. I'm intrigued on what it says

Peter: Oh. Ok

I pulled the envelope out of my pocket and opened it. I could already feel the tears forming in my eyes

Dear Peter,
First of all, I love you so much- never forget that. I know we only confessed a while ago but I've been feeling like this forever and knowing I could call you mine for that short period was amazing.
I know what you're like, but don't blame yourself. I chose my fate. I could've backed out as soon as I realised my dream was a reality, or when I went to you at the hospital. This was my choice and my fault.
I bet you're wondering why you couldn't be there, holding me in your arms in my last moments. Well, you were scared. You asked Karen to activate instant kill, and that wasn't you. I couldn't bear you to change out of anger and rage. I wanted you to stay my sweet Peter, who wouldn't hurt a fly (or a spider). Please move on. When I saw you in the hospital, you meet a girl and live a wonderful life with her. Don't hold back. Be ready to love again. And life is short- live it
Lots of love
Y/n

Tears fell down my cheeks and I felt Mj pull me into a hug. I loved her so much and I just wanted her right beside me. I pulled away from Mj and we were staring into each other's eyes. Before I knew it, she leant in and I felt her lips on mine. I wanted to pull away, but I couldn't. It was nice. But it shouldn't
have been.

Y/n: WHAT? THE? HELL?