Masks (a Peter Parker/Spider-man fanfiction)

The spider that got away

Song: Don't threaten me with a good time by Panic! at the disco

After Ned and I broke up I wasn't really feeling like going to school ever again. My chest was as good as healed but for some reason, it still hurt like hell. Was this the 'hurt' girls with broken hearts always complained about? Or was it the pain he caused me when he told me it had all been a game? It happened two days ago and I still couldn't think of anything else. Then there was Peter. Ever since I broke the news about the break-up. He was always there. At first, it was nice but it started to get annoying after a while. Then there was this lingering thought in my mind, that Ned put there: He had been lying to me. But about what? When? Was it really that bad a lie?

"Are you okay," Peter, who else?

"Yes, I'm good,"

"You think you're going to school tomorrow? I mean if you ever want to catch up with me you'd ha-,"

"Peter I'm not really in the mood," I say again as I cover my face underneath my pillow. Why did my mum let him up again?

"So get in the mood," Excuse me?

"Autumn, I've been patient but you've been acting like a child. So yeah, you broke up with your boyfriend, that doesn't mean you should stop living, you're only letting him win that way," Of course you'd say that you never had any girlfriend or boyfriend dump you. Wait, boyfriend, he's not gay... Right?

"So get out and put on some clothes, we're going out today,"

"I thought Gwen would be the one to force me to go out, I never thought it would be you, Parker,"

"Well, it was her idea," He smirks and leaves the room, probably knowing that I can't refuse. I step out of bed. My chest aches a bit but I ignore it. Grabbing a shirt from the floor and some jeans from my closet I leave my room to go to the bathroom. Luckily Peter isn't standing right outside as I walk through the hallway in my Hello Kitty shirt and black boxers. The first thing I do in the bathroom is checking the bags under my eyes. They're big, black and hollow, like tiny black holes on my face. I grab my makeup bag and start the cover-and-go process I've had since I discovered Netflix and stayed up all night just to watch the last episode of Arrow.

(A/N I'm just gonna do some shameless self-promoting here... Read my other fanfics! They're called Misplaced Memories (A story about Felicity Smoak meeting the mysterious Oliver Queen who seems to know more about her than he should) and Mission log: A cruise never to forget (A young justice fanfic about all our favorite YJ couples coming together on a cruise ship. To complete the mission they all have to act like couples, will they survive each other?). So now back to the story, I'm sorry for this useful/ stupid self-promote)

After a few minutes the bags seem less than before but there still visible. Tired I grab my red lipstick and put it on. Some mascara and eyeliner later I grab the shirt and pull it over my head. I slip into the jeans and open the door. I run downstairs and see Peter already standing by the door with my coat on his arm as if he's our butler tonight. I smile and take my coat. My mum's out today, something with a stake-out to catch Spiderman. I can't believe she still thinks it's his fault I got in the hospital. Like he just stood there: 'By all means Doctor Octopus, hurt the girl now so I can save her later,' I snicker at the thought and Peter looks at me, confused. We walk outside and he guides me to his little scooter.

"No, I'm not riding that thing," I said as I walked back into the house. I grabbed my mother car keys and walked back to Peter.

"So you feel better driving in a car even though we both don't have our license yet,"