Friends

Chapter Five

(also really sorry that i went MIA for six months)

Ned took one long look at Peter Monday at school and sighed. "Peter-" he began and Peter just shook his head. "You don't understand how important it is to me that Flash doesn't fucking murder me in the hallways anymore." "Yeah but what about me huh? WHAT ABOUT ME? You know, your FRIEND?  Honestly it kinda feels like you enjoy hanging out with him more than me!" Ned snapped. "Don't fucking talk to me anymore. I'm done always putting you first." he said and walked off, leaving Peter to digest what he just said. "Fine. But don't expect me to come crawling back after you finish your baby fit." He muttered and stormed off, feeling irritated and really fucking angry. 

Peter then grabbed Flash by the sleeve and drug him into a bathroom, feeling different. "Uh Peter-" Flash began and Peter kissed him, wordlessly. "Peter are you okay?" Flash asked pulling away, flustered. "No. I'm really not. Does it matter though?" He answered and Flash was pulled closer again. 

OnE VeRy LonG MoMeNt LatEr

Peter pulled his backpack on over his shoulders as he was walking out of the school and began walking over to the car he'd been lent. He scrolled through his phone, looking for music that would fit his mood, when he settled on Water by Jack Garrett. As he drove towards Stark Towers he thought about the day's events. In less than nine hours he had become ex best friends with Ned, skipped three classes, and practically used Flash to forget about everything. Exciting shit huh. "Hey Friday- where's Mr. Stark at?" He asked and when there wasn't a response he looked up curiously. "Uh, Friday? Mr. Stark?" He asked and dropped his stuff and ran to go find him. When he saw the door to the lab open he darted inside and gasped. Tony was lying on the ground, slumped over in his own blood and vomit. He dialed 911 as soon as he grabbed his phone and began checking his pulse. "Mr. Stark- Stark Towers, Come now please! He-" He barely choked the words out and hung up. Peter dropped the phone and turned Tony around so he could start chest compressions before realizing that it probably wouldn't work. He sat him up and tried to get him to look in his eyes. When he saw how glazed over they were he began crying. Like full on, snotty nosed, bawling.  When he came home late that night aunt may took one look at him and hugged him. "I'm so sorry.." she murmured and Peter nodded. "Me too.."

"Peter I'm so sor-" Ned began the moment Peter showed up at school and Peter just kept walking, numbness spreading through his body every minute that goes by. He couldn't focus during school, he wasn't hungry during lunch, and when the teacher asked him if he was okay he replied word for word with "Fucking guess." He pulled out his phone and texted Flash. "Where are you?" He typed and moments later another message popped up. "At my locker, Why?" Peter clicked his phone off and went to see Flash. "Peter I was thinking.." He began and Peter shook his head. "Don't.. everything is falling apart right now and I really can't take whatever you're about to throw at me." he said quietly. "Peter that's the thing. I like you, I really do, but yesterday and today it just feels like you've been.. using me. That's not how I want you." Peter narrowed his eyes. "So it's okay for you to bully me to make yourself easier, but when I give you what we both want you refuse?" Flash groaned. "Look I'm sorry okay? You need help right now and-" Peter cut him off. "Did you just imply I need HELP?" He snarled and punched him in the face. "Peter-" "No."