Peter had been holding everything away, keeping every locked up tight on the inside. He won't talk about where's been or what he's seen; he doesn't know how to.
He's reeling.
All his aunt wants, all we want, is to help him get better, right?
We just want our little Petey-pie to be okay, right?
Well, some things...some things are far easier said than done.
And some things get worse, before they get better.
Enjoy, guys, and please let me know what you think :-)
This is my second one of these, but if you guys like them, then idk, maybe I'll write more of them, or even do a full fic and not just oneshots.
Thank you!