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This is a short!
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It's another sad one lmao
Hands of a murderer part two will be updated next!
Lmao this is really short.
Peter Parker. A kid who has seen everything.
Loss.
Happiness.
Betrayal.
Regret.
Anger.
Jealousy.
Even death itself.
The dust and ashes that were his had finally cleared. The war was over.
He was supposed to act like nothing ever even happened.
Like he never saw the mad titan himself.
As if Peter had never seen the titans blood dripping on the floor.
Being back at school with the same old routine.
No one ever asked about how he felt. There was no thought to how he truley changed. Nobody cared enough. The anxiety had caught onto him as the trauma stayed.
The whispers in the halls had haunted him. Talking about the brave superheroes that traveled to space to save them. Gossiping on how bad it would have been without them.
"I'd hate to be them.."
"How did they ever make it home"
"Even Spiderman went too"
"They were so far away"
"I was so scared"
It was almost constant when he heard it, and some of the times he couldnt handle it anymore .
Being slammed with a horrifying Panic attack made it worse.
The way he stumbled across the halls, kids laughing.
Barley making it to the boys washroom, tears streaming down his face.
He ran into an open stall.
Fumbling to find his phone, and somehow managing to unlocking it.
His breathing quickened, as his throat feels like its closing up.
Shaking, he finallh clicked the phone icon.
He completely skips May's contact. Knowing she is busy at work. He felt as if he is nothing more than a burden to her.
'She does not need this right now' he thought
He clicked Tony's icon, listening to the ringing of the phone.
He held it tight to his ear, now trembling.
The continuous ringing him feel worse.
But when it stopped, he broke.
"I'm sorry, the number you have diale-"
Realization hit Peter.
More tears ran down his pale face, collapsing against the tile wall.
Panic that the man who was like his father did not answer.
The tears felt like acid, it all burned.
Peter knew that Tony Stark would never answer him again.
Not now.
Not yesterday.
Not ever.
Peter will never hear that tender voice ever again.
°°°
As Tony Stark died bringing Peter back.
"I'm sorry..." Escaped from the mouth of a broken boy, who might never be fixed.
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