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TW, self harm, cutting, crying, mentions of death

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It has been a week since the fight at the Statue of Liberty

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It has been a week since the fight at the Statue of Liberty. No one thinks I am pregnant and no one thinks Peter is a murderer. Peter is living with Happy but he won't be there for much longer because Avengers Compound is finished, we are moving in tomorrow.

Happy is living in a hotel until tomorrow as well before we will move in. I don't if Peter is okay. He doesn't answer my texts nor calls. I haven't gone to Happy's hotel yet because I think Peter needs his space. They both do.

Sometimes Happy will text me and let me know how they are doing. May's funeral was two days ago. Peter wasn't there. I was going to go to his hotel to visit him but Happy told me not to.

People at school are no longer crazy, I like to be there again but it's different without Peter. He will return back after winter break. Which actually started today.

I am laying in bed and sleeping in because it is fucking amazing. I'm actually not sleeping though. I am thinking because thinking is therapeutic. Suddenly my phone rings and it's Happy.

"Hey Happy." I answer.

"He needs you. Please get over here as soon as possible." I hear him. I jolt up from my bed and I hop over the countless boxes.

"Okay, Okay. I'm on my way." I mutter. "Is he okay?"

"He cut his wrists, Y/N." Right when Happy tells me that, I go into immediate panic.

"Okay, I'll be there in five." I told him. I then hung up.

I slide on some patchy comfortable pants, then a green sweater with a blue bralette under. I put on my converse and I grab my keys and I run down the stairs. "Morning, Y/N." Pepper says.

"I need to go, Peter self harmed." I rush into our pantry. I grab a Z-bar and then I run out the door. I quickly start my car and begin to drive. My heart is pounding.

"Y/N, calm down, your heart rate is too high." Oola mummers.

"I'm trying!" I lash out. "Dammit, sorry." I apologize. "Can you play one direction?"

"Sure." She agrees. Home starts playing which quickly relaxes me.

About five minutes later I am running into their hotel, I go up the elevator then I knock on room 1407. Happy opens the door immediately, he looks relieved to see me. "Thank you." He hugs me.

"Yeah, of course." I replied. "Uhm where is he?" I ask.

"The bathroom." He mumbles. I walk past him and I knock on the bathroom door.

"Peter?" I whisper in a calming voice. "Can I come in?" He doesn't reply. I debate on going in. I twist the door handle and it's locked. "Peter, please let me in, love." He still doesn't reply but I hear the door click. He unlocked it. I walk in slowly, he is on the floor. I sit next to him and he chokes a sob into my shoulder. I wrap my arms around him as he cries.

This is heartbreaking.

I feel a few tears falling down my face. I kiss the top of his head. "I don't know what I did." He cries.

"Shh I know. I know." I grip onto him. He sobs, loudly. I fucking hate Norman Osborn. Causing my boyfriend this pain. I hate him.

"I want him dead. I miss her so much." He sobs. I shake my head.

"I love you." I utter. He cries some more.

"I ruined everything. I could have destroyed everything." He mumbles.

I shake my head and I cup his face making him look at me. "Don't say that, okay? You didn't ruin anything. You saved people, and you cured those men because you are a good person. You saved me Peter Parker, I wouldn't be here if it weren't for you. I love you and so do so many people. We love you and we want you here." I pour my entire soul into those words and I mean everything I said.

"Do you want a cat?" He asks. What?

"What?" I chuckle.

"I said, do you want a cat?" He repeats and lifts up his hand to wipe my tears. Agh I hate that he is caring for me. "Did I make you cry?"

"I would want a cat at some point and you didn't make me cry, I just felt really sad for you." I replied. He smiles.

"When we move into Avengers Compound I'll buy you a cat." He mutters, I raise my eyebrows.

"With what money?" I ask him.

"I'll find you a cat." He says. I nod my head.

"You do that." I chuckle and I wipe his tears. "You're so funny." I laugh.

"Do you know if we can have pets at the compound?" He asks.

"No, but I'm Y/N Stark so it doesn't matter." I smile. "I love you, okay?"

"I know. I love you." He replies.

We share a kiss. A fucking great kiss.

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okay. this was short because it's sort of like an add on to the ending of last chapter

very very sad

our poor peter

ALSO be very excited for the upcoming chapters

okayy, i love you guys!

<3, kelsey

word count: 900

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