Peters POV:
The first thing I noticed in the room was the brightness.Actually that was the only thing because it was TO FICKIN BRIGHT TO SEE SHIT. My arm felt a lot heavier like I had gained ten pounds.Which would be odd because A I haven't eaten a full meal in forever and even if I did the fat would't go strait to my arm. I haven't gone paroling sense Mays death.
Still squinting at..... well I don't know what I'm squinting at. I start to hear beeping, It's distracting me from finding out where the hell I am.
"F.R.I would you turn down the lights about twenty percent" That voice I recognized it belonged to the guy on TV the wanted one uhhh whats his name Barney or something. I fought him somewhere if I remember correctly.
I when to say something to the lines of shut the duck up but what came out was the weakest wimpier I have ever heard. There goes my chance of asserting my dominance.
"Awww baba it's ok you're ok shhh shhhh sh sh'' I hate the way he treats me like I'm a kid but it calmed me down a ton. I am no longer cute and sleepy I and angry, tired,and scared. It didn't last long though because Tony FUCKING Stark. I tried to say something, anything but I found out why I made that wine was because I finally felt the breathing tube.
Tony must have seen the distress wash over my face because he went strait to grab my hand and hush me "It's only to help you I promise You are so malnourished you know that. Your lungs were to weak to handle the surgery please relax.you have some formula and some fluids going into your body in these IVs. You are safe in my tower still in New York"
"Barney" came up to me with a soft smile, "Go to sleep baba it's ok". my body reacted as if it where an indentation and I when right out
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It was a lot darker when I woke up. I had the pleasure to look around where I was. The walls where a white and the sheets were white. The floor was white tile. OH shit I'm in a hospital room. The only thing that didnt make me feel like I was in a asylum was my pale yellow cast.
No I did not want to be here but yes I do appreciate it. I want to leave I really do but I haven't slept in a real bed for like a year. It was soft and I sink right into the soft comforter.
I went to pull out the breathing tube out but just ended up smacking myself in the face. Oh its not there anymore. So now I just have to remove the IV. I started to pull before I was startled
" DON'T even think about is son," A man I don't know him but he's big and blond. I think I jumped out of my skin. " Do you need anything painkillers OR maybe you want something orange juice, toast, water maybe."
I instantly went into sassy mode", I want to get out of here"
" we both know you can't do that son.It will take a wile for us to clean your record. Even hen we do you will be to dangerous to e out on the streets, we can' have you wandering the streets cold and stealing from every shop in Queens. Your papers say you started stealing little thing slices of bread, a dollar soup, and some chips every once in a wile even when living with your aunt years ago. You started stealing big thing just this passed year owing up to two hundred thousand dollars. I don't even want to think about what you have pick pocketed due to the 15 wallets we got from inside your jacket,which has so many pockets my god. It's like after a wile of you having to steal to survive you started to like the feeling.So do not get all sassy with me kid cause my husbands and I are the only thing keeping you from juvie."
" apple juice," I mumbled
" Repeat that I didn't hear you" his voice instantly went softer when he saw I wasn't going to fight him
" I said do you have apple juice" this caused him to let out a joyful laugh " of course kid I'll bring you some, but after we have to run some tests"
That peaked my anxiety so far. What on earth did he mean "tests"
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Peters Rehabilitation
FanfictionPeter was a one man rise in crime but he may have made a mistake when he tried stealing food from Tony's favorite sandwich shop Delmar's Deli-Grocery. Tony was out with his husbands when a low life thief ran right onto him.
