Chapter Fourteen-Wishful Thinking

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*Peter's POV*

I sat up with a groan and flipped my legs over the side. I should have tried to sleep so people dont question why I'm so tired but I just couldn't.

I slowly make my way to my door and open it to find a note on the floor in front of it.

Hey kid we're all training in the HARM room
-T. Stark

I put the note on my desk and go to my backpack. I hadn't put on my suit in a frlew weeks so I decide to slip it on and train with the others.

"Hey guys!" I say throwing on my best smile I could.
"Is Spider-Man back in business?" Clint asks with a grin.
"Well I'm here!"

I fling myself to the ceiling then land next to Natasha.

"Hey Pete want some one on one spider training?"
"You know it!"

She gets into a fighting position and I do the same. She goes to pinch me and I dodge but she uses that to swing her leg under mine and make me fall.
"Someones out if practice" she says with a smirk.

I go to slide me leg under her but she jusps and I fling webs at her and she gets stuck to a wall.
"Asshole" she mumbles. I laugh and she pulls out a knife and slices through the webs and lands on her feet. "Round two?".

"I think I'll join too" Cap says taking position next to Natasha. "Ready to beat his ass Romanoff?"

"Hell yeah".

Nat runs at me and cap throws his shield. I jump into the nearest wall and kick the sheild in nat direction but she grabs it and runs toward me still holding it. I jump of the wall meaning to land on her but she puts the sheild over her head and blocks me. Cap comes in behind me and goes to pinch me retreaving his sheild. As he grabs the sheild he brings it backwards and slams my face with it.

"Oh c'mon man".
"Hey there's no rules established" he smirks walking away to go battle his new fiance.

"Jackass" I call back.

"I'm not saying it" he replies.

At about three in the morning I slip out my window with my suit on. I swing around some buldings just doing my usual on patrol.

"Help!" I hear someone Yelp in the distance. I swing in that direction and find a woman aiming a pistol at a man who was trapped in an alleyway.

"Hey! Drop the gun" I yell landing in between the man and the woman.

"Why should I?" The gunner asks.

"Because you dont wanna get hurt..." i say getting in a fighting position. She puts her arm that had the gun to her side and starts...crying?

"What if I do?" She stutters out putting the pistol against her head. I wave my hand backwards and the man climbs the fence behind him and runs away.
"Hey hey, i get what it's like to feel like you need to hurt... but please dont pull that trigger."

"Why would you understand? You're fucking Spider-Man for god's sake".

"Spider-Man has issues too..." I day sadly. "Why dont you put the gun down and we talk."

She puts the gun back at her side and sinks down crying. "Everything is just so fucked up. Everyone hates me and i just wanna die!" She cries out.
I go and sit in front of her putting my hands on her shoulders.
"I know how that feels. But people dont hate you. You seem like a great person" I say giving as much of smile as I could.
"Can I tell you something?"
"Sure"

"I wasnt actually gonna shoot that person. I didnt know they were here when I went in to they alley. I was just scared. I wanted them to leave so I could just fucking shoot myself"

"Hey, it's okay. I get it" I slip my hand down to her arm intending to give a comforting squeeze but my hand feels wet and i know what it means. I look back up at her and she looks away.

"We need to get you to a hospital. Cuts these deep can kill you if you bleed out enough"
"*sigh* well I guess I have something to live for, my little brother would be excited if I told him I met the Spider-Man" she gets up clumsily and almost falls. I pick her up and carry her a block down the street to the nearest hospital.
I set her down on a bench and try to take the gun before we go inside.

"You know what," she says in a raspy voice from crying. "It still hurts too much"
"N-no" I whisper out trying to reach for the gun.
"Thank you" she says with tears in her eyes. I see pain in them. Pure self hatred and pain. I reach for the gun again but she quickly puts it to her head and pull the trigger.
"Nooo" I yell out. Her body falls limp and I catch her and check her pulse. Shes gone. It's all my fault. I should have taken the gun at the beginning. A simple move and she would still be alive.
An officer from a nearby cop car runs up to me and questions me. I tell him what happend and he looks up sypatheticly taking the body from me.

Its 9 in the morning and I'm still just swinging. I feel like I need to clear my head but have no way to do so. Stark has tried to call me so many times and I've rejected so many times.
Finally i stop swinging and land on a roof of a building. I take in the view. Its beautiful. I wish I could've done what that lady had done but me not being too scared to do that would be wishful thinking. I just sit dangling my legs of the edge. Not thinking about jumping, just relaxing for now. I hear thrusters behind me and someone landing on the roof behind me but I just stay facing the city. Mr. Stark comes out of the front of his suit and stands behind me.

"Hey Underoos... I saw what happend on the news."
I dont reply.
"Why dont we go back to the Facility and talk about.."
I still stay silent and he goes and sits next to me dangling his legs as well and it terrifies me. I'd have to web him if he fell and I dont want to risk dropping him.

"Its all my fault Mr. Stark" I say dangerously close to tears.
"No no no Pete, you tried to save that lady. Sadly she just didnt want to be saved. He reaches over and pull of my mask and looks me in the eyes.
"Please come back and talk to us. We can help."
I sigh and look away. "Alright" we both get up and he let's the suit close around him again. I slip my mask on and we both head back towards the Avengers Compound.

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