Two days later. At the Avenger facility. Wanda is cooking when Peter comes over to talk and see Wanda.
Peter: Hey. Sorry to just show up. This was the only time I could get a ride.
Wanda: How are you?
Peter: Better now that I am in therapy again.
Wanda: Do you want to talk about it?
Peter: I don't know where to start. I've been diagnosed with depression, bipolar, and anxiety.
Wanda stares at Peter.
Peter: Wow that was the first time I actually said that out loud. I'm kind of a mess. How do you deal with everything you've been through? I guess I just don't know how to handle things.
Wanda: I'm sorry you've been going through this. You should have come to me sooner Peter. You know we are very similar. We lost so much at a young age. I still struggle but I definitely understand how to control it.
Peter listens to Wanda.
Wanda: I take it one day at a time. If I'm having an off day I talk to the team about it. Also don't worry I've been to therapy too. You need people to talk to outside your therapist that you trust. I know it is hard to trust people.
Peter: It is hard to trust people in high school. Yes I could tell Ned but he just wouldn't understand. It's hard to find people that relate to my situation. It's not like I have that many friends. It is just easier to be alone.
Wanda: I'm your friend. The team is always there for you.
Peter: Of course but I just don't want to bother anyone. You all are all so busy saving people.
Wanda: Peter, you will never bother me. Next time you better text me. I expect you to hang with me and the team more. We miss you.
YOU ARE READING
Alone
FanfictionPeter Parker is sixteen years old. Peter has been through so much at such a young age. Peter doesn't know how to handle his feelings. He lashes out, he cries to himself, and so much more. Peter is struggling. He just feels so alone.
