Help me | irondad spiderson

ch8

He stood by the door to the dinning room just looking at all the people taking their place and racing for food, he soon after left before dinner was over.

Going up to his room, well it doesn't feel like it as he shares it with five other boys.

He sat at the bottom bunk with his book in his hand as he started doing his homework.

"Ay yo, newbie" he looked up as three guys entered the room "I heard that the owner of your old orphanage was a molester, that true?"

Peter only tensed up as they approached him "did he do you?.." the taller one of the group said as he slightly hit Peter's shoulder.

"oh, I'm sure he liked it.. he looks like a faggot to me" said the other guy as they laughed.

"You fuckin queer?" the tall one grabbed Peter by the collar as he made him stand up.

Peter froze at this moment, every part of his body screamed at him to move, but his nerves wouldn't respond.

He took the punch to the face, shortly after followed by another, they were talking but all Peter could hear was static.

His vision blurry, his mind was blank, because at this moment he wasn't alive.

A lot of bad images and sounds came back to him, a lot of which he suppressed real deep inside him but all he could feel was a slight agitation around his body.

Some kind of rush, or drug?

The kind of feeling that makes you feel better but in the worst way possible.

Peter had enough of it, as he welcomed darkness with open arms, it felt worm enough for him to finally close his eyes.

" pink wine?" Tony questioned as he looked at what the waiter gave them.

"Yeah, they actually turned out to be good" Steve said as he took a sip from his glass.

"I'm so judging you right now" Tony shook his head as he placed the napkin on his lab and held his utensils.

"What's wrong with it!! I tried it and it's good"

"the fact that you don't know what's wrong with drinking this abomination is terrifying"

" yeah, says the most perfect, opinionated man alive"

"Why did I let you plan the dinner tonight!"

"Oh I don't know, maybe because you were busy judging people by how they look"

" It's called interviewing potential assistant"

" yeah? Then why the only ones you think of keeping is the hot, barely dressed ones, huh?"

"I don't care about what they wear, they were good so I kept them"

"oh really?"

"..ye.ah"

"You're full of shit"

"well at least it's not pink wine"

"oh.. you're an asshole"

"yeah an asshole who loves you.."

"Not smooth"

"Now you're just playing  hard to get"

A/N

Hey so... I know ive been gone for 3 months and everything but try writing a whole ass plan and three well written chapters on ur notepad and then ur phone break... Well bad for u. You havent saved it on word or wattpad..

So yeah i had a block, sue me..