A Spider's Formula To... A Wrong Number...And A New Life

Chapter 7- Life Outside Work Isnt Always The Best

Tony's POV
I stare at the kid in shock as the monitors go haywire. Suddenly the doctors including Bruce all come in asking me questions left and right. Peters heart had stopped. They checked his pulse and did C.P.R but he was unresponsive. They shocked him using the defibrillator as I shout what the fuck is happening!? This kid just got here and now he could die like what the actual hell Is going on! Bruce then shouts We got a pulse! I breathe a sigh of relief. I feel like this kid was special somehow like... I just needed to protect him. After this I can call his orphanage and say he can spend the night here he is in no condition to go back. I need to introduce him to the avengers anyway.

Then I look over at the phone he crushed. How did he do that with his physical state? And he was going to tell me his secret before the phone call. He looked almost traumatized at the caller. He also said that he was dead? For him to have a heart attack it must've been something serious. He seems to get into fights a lot but since I've known him only for a few hours at a time he seems like a nice guy. So how can such a nice guy go around with all of these wounds, injuries, or scars, while also looking like he's got trauma with all of them and their story. This kid seems as if he needs to carry a big responsibility on his shoulders. My question is what is it and why? I look back over to the kid and wonder is his outside life ok?

Peters POV

I woke up and then looked around. It looked like I was in some sort of ICU. Then I remembered everything. After knowing that he is back it's not safe to reveal my identity of Spider-Man to Mr. Stark yet.

God I'm pathetic. I can't even say his name.

Flashback

I could feel the building crumble down on top of me as the vulture otherwise known as Adrian Toomes escaped. I felt so helpless as I was trapped. I tried calling out for help only realizing that I was wasting precious oxygen. I finally got the strength to push the debris off saying to myself that I am Spider-Man.

End of Flashback

Do I feel like Spider-Man? No. Do I deserve this internship? No. Do I deserve to live? .......
I can't lose anyone else. It's my responsibility alone.
Hey kid FRIDAY alerted me that you're awake. Hey Mr. Stark. So about what you were saying earlier? I'm sorry... but i can't tell you not yet. Ok.... Fine but tell me one thing. Who the hell was that guy on the phone you looked traumatized. 'No shit a building was collapsed on me' Yea no it's just something personal Mr. Stark don't worry! I weakly smiled. Wait... what time is it? Oh uhhh it's 8:30. My eyes widen. Oh fucking shit I have to get back to the orphanage! Whoa whoa whoa! Peter you almost fucking died you're not going anywhere. I'm sorry Mr. Stark but I'll have to come back tommorow, I ramble. He sighs, Fine but call me if anything is wrong. Thank you so so so much im so sorry, and holy shit I passed out here twice! I get it if you fire me just send me an email please thank you! As I left I looked back to hear him yell You're not fired! I laugh as I run out the building running to catch the metro.

Then I realize what's going to happen when I get there. I almost forgot. The one bad thing about the orphanage is that... Our head mistress is abusive. Not all the time that would leave marks, but every time she gets dumped by one of her god awful boyfriends she drinks only to get drunk and hit us even more. I'm one of the oldest so I take all of the beatings for everyone else so not only do I get beat up by Flash I can't even go to a safe space because this all happens at least once a week.

WARNING ⚠️ ABUSE IS FEATURED
I only snap out of my thoughts when I arrive at the orphanage. I walk up and open the door only for my spider sense to go off. Something sharp in front of you duck. I ignore it knowing exactly what it is. I wine bottle. Ms. Strictly just got dumped most likely so it's time for me to be the human punching bag. Come here you little shit where the fuck have you been! She shouts as I cringe at the stench of her breath. Mam I had the internship remember. Well your late so you know what happens! She she takes a knife and drags it across my arm and stomach as I scream in pain. Suck it up you pathetic loser! She shouts in my ear. That hurt almost as bad as the cuts, the volume my senses were going haywire.

She kicks me to the floor then kicking my already broken and bleeding ribs. As a final attack she punches me in the eye and throws me to the floor again.

ABUSE ENDING

I sit there for 30 minutes before heading to my shared room. As soon as I walk in the other boys started whisper yelling like this one boy Mark. He whisper shouted at me Holy shit! Peter you can't keep doing this man! worry dripped from his voice. I know but I passed out at my internship because of my you know what injuries and Flash was being a dick again. Mark is the other person who knows I'm Spider-Man. I mean I had to explain why I came home with a gunshot wound.

You won't believe it Mark. I kept my voice low. He is back. His face drains. What the hell do you mean isn't he dead?! I thought so too but here we are. Well anyways Goodnight Mark.

Goodnight Peter.

I was about to go to sleep before I remembered I need to text Iron. I was about to text him but I decided to put in Tony's phone number first. I put it in but my phone said I already had his contact saved. Then I compared it too none other than... Mr. Freakin Iron. Holy shit I've been texting Tony this whole time! Before I could think any further I fell asleep.

Peter: Hello readers! I have a question? Should the author make a Spideypool book next or a Spideychelle?

Author: Peter! I told you don't mention his name or he'll come he-

Deadpool: Heyo fellow readers. I know the author is planning chapters whenever she can. By the way hey Baby Boy long time no see.

Peter: Wade! I said NO killing on this mission!

Deadpool: Huh?

Peter: *sighs I explained to you no Unaliving on this play date.

Author: What?

Peter: It's called Deadpool's language. Don't ask.

Deadpool: Ohhhhhhhhhh-

Peter: No wade put the freakin knife do- no you cannot kill wolverine just because he pissed you off!