Behind closed doors

Chapter 17

A/N- Someone shout at me to update I beg. Like full on PM spam me on the weekend to update cause I forget all the time with work now. Please guys, help me lmao. 

*Location- Stark Tower*

-Third Person P.O.V-

A week had now passed, and Peter was making his way towards the tower. He had been there a few more times, but it was never for long, and although Peter would help Mr Stark in the lab, he would never stay there for too long.

Tony had explained to Peter that he had told the others that he was Spider-Man, and although it worried Peter a lot, he tried to hide it and not let it bother him too much. He was yet to actually see them again as he was always there when the other were all busy. Although he was a little more comfortable with Mr Stark, he was still too scared to do much with the man. His thoughts continued to remind him that it could all be a trick and that it could actually be a whole plan just to break him even more than May had.

Mr Stark had said that today he would probably see the others again as they had wanted to see him and talk to him some more. Peter wasn't too sure if he wated to actually see them and talk to them, sure, last time he had seen them, they had been really kind and they had spoken a lot. But Peter couldn't stop the thoughts from telling him it was all fake and that as soon as he opened up to them even a little it would back fire in his face and they would use it all against them.

Peter blinked and realised he was in the lift, and it was rising slowly.

"Hi Miss FRIDAY," Peter spoke, his voice not as loud as it normally was.

'Hello Peter, how are you today?' FRIDAY asked.

Peter didn't reply for a moment. He thought about how his day had been and couldn't stop the shiver that ran up his spine. Flash had beaten the shit out of him today, and he was now sporting a heavy bruise on his cheek and a broken nose. Before any of that, May had also added to the bruises and broken bones of his stomach and chest.

Peter cleared his throat before replying, "um, I'm- ugh, I'm okay thank you Miss Friday. How are you?"

'I am well thank you Peter. It appears you have sustained some injuries, would you like me to tell boss,' FRIDAY responded, making Peters face pale.

Gulping down his fear, Peter was quick to shake his head- having to bite down on a wince of pain that shot through his system- "no, no it's okay, I'm all good. Nothing- nothing to worry about," Peter rushed out, hoping FRIDAY would listen.

'As you wish Peter, but do know Mr Stark and the others are all happy to help if you are hurt,' FRIDAY responded, sounding as though she wasn't too sure about letting Peter not tell anyone.

Peter didn't have the time to thank her before the doors were sliding open, he did whisper a small thank you to her before he made his way out of the lift. He spotted Mr Stark in the lab and slowly made his way over there.

Once close enough, Mr Stark seemed to realise he was there and he turned around in his seat.

"Ah hello Pete, how was- is that from patrol?" Tony asked, standing up from his seat and putting his things down.

Peter couldn't stop the full body flinch that followed when Tony stood up, and internally cursed himself for doing that as Mr Stark gave him a worried look. However, before Peter let Tony say anything he was quick to reply with, "I'm okay Mr Stark. Sorry, it was- it was on patrol, someone got- someone got a lucky shot."

Jesus why did Peter have to keep stuttering when he was here. He always go so nervous, and because of May, he was made to think that if he were to say anything that the person he is talking to doesn't believe, or like, he'll get hit for it.