From The Dark | Peter Parker x OC ✔️

Chapter Eighty

A/N: LOOK AT HIM. HE LOOKS LIKE A LIL BUNNY 🥺

so i deadass thought i had the corona for a week straight but turns out it was just my allergies, thank god. there were confirmed cases two hours and three hours away from me but i think im good for now.

life update: i have my first ever play in a little over a week and im so nervous!! it's the first time im going to be acting in front of an audience and im super nervous but in a good way. im mostly nervous about my parents coming though. i really wanna show them that i can act so that they'll let me do it in the future cause i genuinely love doing it 🥺

also i just finished this chapter and i haven't proofread a lot of it so please excuse my grammar.

but!! it's an extra long chapter and you guys should be glad that i didn't decide to split it in half to use for next week even though i'm going to be crazy busy next week and might not even have time to write a new chapter. :((

i'm just on spring break right now which is the only reason i can write such a long chapter lol but next week is gonna be crazyyy.

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"He didn't know that she knew that he knew."

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Adelaide hated shopping.

It meant she had to spend money. And without an income, shopping for groceries was like giving away money for her electricity bill or rent. She was worried that if she didn't find a job soon, it was going to come to a point where she was going to have to pick between food and her apartment.

And she didn't want to have to pick.

When she lived at the Tower, groceries just seemed to magically appear in the fridge and cabinets. And they always seemed to have a stock of frozen pizza rolls. Or chocolate. Or anything she ever wanted. She never realized how easy her life had been when she lived at the Tower. She had been taking so much for granted.

Adelaide sighed, pushing her cart along. She was at Trader Joe's, picking up the bare minimum of groceries that she needed to get through this week. She had decided to take things one week at a time, payment wise. She only had a little over a thousand dollars left in the little cabinet in her apartment. Which, she had quickly come to learn, was not a lot of cash in the adult world. Especially when her rent alone was 800 dollars.

She grabbed the cheapest loaf of bread off the shelf, throwing it on top of the eggs. She glanced at the price and cringed. New York was so expensive.

"Adelaide?"

Adelaide froze. She knew that voice.

Slowly, she turned around. There was May, smiling widely. Adelaide swallowed and then painfully forced a smile.

"H-Hey, May," she said.

"Hey yourself!" she said, coming up to give her the biggest hug. Adelaide hesitated for a moment before hugging her back. She almost felt guilty for hugging her. May thought she was a sweet teenager who happened to be her nephew's friend when Adelaide was, in truth, neither of those things. This was exactly why she didn't want to go back to her old life. The sheer amount of guilt was overwhelming.