No Escape

Chapter 33: Do you ever feel lost?

"May!!" I shout.

"It's all your fault Peter" May states.

Bang.

She falls down to the floor.

Now bleeding out.

"You're a curse" Eliza snaps.

Tears are falling down my face.

"You let this happen; it's your fault" Ross sneers.

"Nonononono stop!" I beg.

I try to look away but I just see more images of May.

All chanting that it's my fault.

I feel like my head will explode.

I blink.

May's all bloody but standing up just fine.

Staring at me with dead, hateful eyes.

"This is your fault" she blames when Ross appears next to her with a gun.

"Everything is and will be your fault spider" Ross laughs.

Bang.

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I burst up in my bed, breathing heavily.

I quickly look around just to see I'm in my room at the tower on this Tuesday morning.

I take a few deep breathes with the sunshine pouring in.

"Good morning Peter, breakfast is ready" Friday announces.

"...thanks Fri" I thank her.

I brush my hand through my hair before taking one last deep breathe.

I get up from my bed and change into clothes.

Sweatpants and a hoodie on this warm Tuesday morning.

I let out a sigh.

I don't have anymore scars on my arms from Hydra but...I'm just worried.

What if my shirt rides up and it shows my permanent scars on my front and back?

With a hoodie I at least have a shirt underneath.

I make sure all my tears are wiped and got ready for school before exiting my bedroom and heading downstairs to see Nat.

"Morning, how'd you sleep?" Nat wonders, placing my food in front of me as I sit down.

"I slept fine...yea" I shrug. Nat just nods her head slowly, understanding I don't wanna talk about it. "What are you doing up so early? Usually it's Steve for his morning run and Pepper so she can go work and even dad but then he would be in his lab, not here."

"I'm usually up at this time, I just hideout in my room for awhile but then I thought of making breakfast for you" Nat looks offended and I let out a small laugh as she gives me a smile back.

"Well it's delicious, thank you" I thank her.

"Yea cause it's made by the best" she claims. "Oh and I'm dropping you off at school."

"You hate seeing other kids though, what's the catch?" I ask immediately.

"I don't hate other kids, you're making me seem like I'm all that bad" she gasps. "Am I not allowed to drop you off? I feel offended."