𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫 || 𝐨𝐧𝐞-𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

Life and Death (4)

Life and Death
(4/4)

When Y/n fell asleep that night, everything she felt was ease. She found herself relaxed and she didn't know why. But she welcomed the feeling. She had spent dinner happily chatting with her mum and dad, who were also smiling genuinely and they looked happy.

She didn't feel any chest pain that night, Peter's lips still lingering on hers when she closed her eyes. No one had expected that. She would never open her eyes again.

The next morning when Lana went to wake her up for school, Y/n didn't respond. She frowned and pushed the door open, finding Y/n fast asleep.

" Y/n, honey wake up! You have
school. " She shook Y/n, who didn't move. Lana's hand started to shake as she reached out for Y/n's lifeless hand. She didn't want to think about it, but as soon as she touched Y/n, she realised her skin was cold.

A scream escaped her lips as she fell to the ground, causing Bill to come rushing in.

" What happened? " He focused on the scene in front of him, his blood running cold. His legs gave out as he stumbled towards his daughter, who was now asleep and would never wake up.

Her face was pale, skin cold and lips slightly turning blue. It all turned out to be a blur. They sat there, numbly staring at their daughter for another hour when the doorbell rang.

Bill got up and made his way to the door, not being able to think straight. He opened the door, finding Peter standing there with a small smile, which faded at Bill's state.

" Hey, Mr. L/n. What's wrong? " He stepped in, looking at the man who shook his head. Peter frowned, walking past him. There were heavy sobs coming from Y/n's room that made him panic.

He skipped two steps at once. He could hear his heart thumping loudly with each step he took towards the room, the sobs getting louder. His body started to shake as he saw the horror in front of him.

His bag fell to the ground with a thud as he made his way towards Lana, who was sobbing uncontrollably. " She's gone! Peter! She left us! " Her mother screamed while Peter stared at his best friend, his mind buzzing.

" I'm leaving. "

" Pete, I'm sorry. I never asked for this. "

" I'll always be here, Peter. Maybe not physically but I'll always be here. "

" Just don't miss me too much. Take care of yourself and others for me, please. "

" I know. Take care of yourself, Pete. For me. Goodbye, Peter. "

Peter took a step closer, his eyes wide at the realisation. His hand started to shake as he fell to his knees and grabbed ahold of her hand, tears welling up in his eyes.

" Y/n." He whispered, her cold hand fitting in his but it didn't grip back on his like it always did. " Please! Get up! " He choked on his words, not having the energy to shake her awake.

" Please, N/n! I can't live without you! " A sob escaped his lips. He couldn't process anything. He realised when she was talking about leaving, she didn't mean she was moving.

" Please! " His voice broke at the end as he rested his head on her hand, sobs shaking his body. Everything was blur after that.

He watched as everyone arrived, he felt May crying beside him with his best friends but he couldn't get his eyes off of her. She looked so peaceful, she looked angelic.

He didn't know what had happened, but he was sure it was something severe. All the rest she was taking, the paleness and the amount she cried. How could've he not noticed it?