The Pain I'm In || Peter parker || [Completed]✔

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A/N: (Listening to the music, adds emphasis on the chapter, but you don't have to play the audio if you don't want to ♡ )
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Recap: Just before I could clock out, my gaze settled upon the TV in the Corner of the sandwhich shop.
I scan the screen, immidiately recognizing an image in the center.

An image I had been all too familiar with for far to long.

The image of an evil, evil man
Whose finally woven his way back onto the streets.

The thoughts are accelerating inside my head. I want them to slow so I can breathe but they won't. My breaths come in gasps and I feel like I'm going to black out.

My heart is hammering inside my chest like it belongs to a rabbit running for its skin. The room spins and I squat on the floor, trying to make everything slow to something my brain and body can cope with. I felt so sick

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Peter's Pov

MY FOOTSTEPS ECHO, AS I LOITER About, the Void in my mind. I don't know where I am, I don't know who I am, and I haven't a clue Where I'm going.

"Hey." I Felt someone Grab my shoulder. I whirl around, ready to deck Whoever it was, right in the face. I was beyond horrified when a met a familiar pair Of Caramelized orbs.

"You're.....me?" I Narrow my eyes, Trying to clarify that I'm seeing things correctly. "And you're me...but...you don't look right."

My gaze falters from my hands, drenched in soot, to the spitting image right in front of me.

"Why are we here?"
He shrugs, "I died."
"What about you?"
I stare at the Dark midnight colored ground. "I don't know...I don't really remember much "

"Woah hey, what's that??" He grabs my arm, and I yank it Free from his Grasp. He stares up at me shocked. "Did....You? Did I...?
Where you're from....its probably alot more different than where I came from....It was The aftermath of the snap, but that wasn't enough to make me...cut myself-"

"SHUT THE HELL UP!! YOU DON'T HAVE A CLUE WHAT WE'VE GONE THROUGH!!!!!"

I grab him by the fabric of his suit seering with abrupt rage. I Couldn't believe this was happening. And i couldn't understand why it was all so quickly.

He narrows his eyes. "You shouldn't have done that." He brings his Hand up to his head; pointing the nozzle of a gun right at me. The sound of A gunshot pierced into my thoughts.

I wake suddenly, every thought in high definition. throwing my body foreward, smaking my forehead against the leather seat in front of me. My eyes take in every ray of light and without a doubt I know I've slept too long. 

I Whipe the drool from the corner of my mouth away, stretching My arms tiredly. My bones crackle and pop, I stare down at The Gadget in my lap, I had been working on through my personal time. I've been hopping from bus to bus to get back to Queens, I didn't realise how far I'd actually Wondered from home.

I'm startled by the Sound of a booming voice, then I move my gaze up.

There was a Large man, Pointing his Gun Towards the woman in front of me.

I duck down, Rolling under the seat. I quickly throw my hoodie on, sitting through my bag for My New webshooters, I'd made just about a week ago. I cover my face in webbing, using a pin to Poke holes to Breath, and see.