What lies behind a smile

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•Peter POV
It was now Monday and I would be going to the loon house tomorrow. I stared at Tony I was angry I don't wanna go there let alone stay there.
Tony carries a suitcase and puts it on my bed.

"You can't have a phone or anything sharp like pencils. And take the strings off your sweats." God, I wish I could fucking hang myself right now. I packed a lot of sweats removing the strings from my clothes I was done pretty quickly and grabbed a new lego box.

"Can I bring this?"Tony shook his head. "Nope sharp edges.

"Are you serious- it's a fucking LEGO set h-how in the hell am I gonna hurt myself with that!"I yell.

"Please calm down. This is for your health, okay and it's happening so try and have an open mind, Pete."I groan. I wanna scream at him for making me go, I wanna scream at him for saving me five days ago. He's already treating me differently, they all are.

"I don't wanna go."I say again "You said you would help me and you sending me away."His eyes soften

"Pete, I am helping you and it's only for a little bit."

"But-"

"You're going okay. Stop."His voice is stern and the look in his eyes warns me to stay clear. "Ok" That's all I can say.

"It's just for a week or two and your gonna come back and you'll just have therapy three times a week."

"What about school?"

"I called them and found out you are on a two-week suspension on top of that your situation has given you a break so don't worry about school."He says a grin on his face.

"And spider-"

"Spider-man can wait Peter Parker if more important so when your ready you can get back to that."
Letting out a frustrated groan Tony sighs looking at me. I look away at the door avoiding his gaze. If I could call it a door it was more a doorway that is now missing a door. And my bathroom door doesn't have a lock. Tony removed my door turning it into one of those push-pull doors and changed the locks on my windows.

I understand why he did that but I'm still mad.
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I close my book putting it aside, I need some fresh air. There's an emergency exit that leads to the top
of the building. I know the view would probably make me feel better. Grabbing a jacket I pull that over my hoodie. Should I bring a blanket..it's snowing I probably should I grab one and walk out depending on my hearing to tell me where everyone is.

I can hear Nat whose room is right by the Exit, she's on her phone typing. I climb up the wall and pass her room. That wasn't so hard.

I get up pretty fast and look outside. The cold breeze slaps me in the face and I wrap myself in my blanket sitting down I let my feet hang off the building and look down to the view.

May and Ben would always take me out to the fire escape on late winter nights so we could see the lights. I remember one time I was having a hard time I missed my parents, Uncle ben let me stay up extra late telling me story's about him and my dad when they were younger. I stare out at the lights that shine off the towers. It's too dark to see anything and the cold burns my face, I can see a cloud of air every time I breathe out.

I miss May.

I miss her smile her sweet smell. I feel her death take over me again.
It was my fault I could have sensed it sooner I should have sensed it sooner. I could have run from Flash if I let him just shove me this wouldn't have happened. I take a deep breath and pull something out of my pocket. A picture of May.The same one we are gonna use for her funeral slowly I get lost in my memory's. From the last time, we baked cookies, when she helped me get ready for Homecoming. The way her eyes lit up when she smiled. I miss karaoke night.