I Can't Be Alone
Peter Parker stares down at the blood in his hands in a stupor, his mind struggling with putting the puzzle together.
The pieces are right there, but he just can't seem to believe that May's- That someone-
Inside, he's just numb.
He thinks he hears someone saying his name, but he can't really connect that it's actually someone actually talking to him.
The next thing he knows, he blinks and he's in front of a mirror, his hands dripping wet, under his nails pink from scrubbing.
He can still smell the blood, both hers and his from the broken glass, and the smoke from the bomb.
Someone knocks on the door, gently, like they're afraid of spooking him, but he jumps like another one went off.
He slowly opens the door, sniffling, taking in the face of a lady who looks to be about forty, with hair that reminds him of Pepper's, but it's thicker and braided.
"All cleaned up?"
"Who are you?"
"I'm Amanda, remember?"
He doesn't.
"That's okay. You've had a rough day, haven't you? Let's get you a place to sleep."
"I-I have one."
"Sweetie, you can't go home. I'm sorry, but with no legal guardian, the state has to look after you."
"The state? I'm almost seventeen."
"And you still have over a year to go before you can be on your own. We can talk about that later, okay? I know you've had a long day, and you've already had to talk to the police about what you saw. I have someone waiting for us that will give you a place to stay for a bit, just until we can find somewhere a little more permanent."
"No. No!"
He backs away, eyes wide, slamming the door closed and locking it.
"Peter? Peter, please open the door."
"No, no, no- I'm not- I can't- I can't be alone. I ca- can't- I have t- I have to get out of here."
There's a window close to the ceiling, small, but just big enough for him to slip through.
Without even thinking of someone realizing that he has powers to get there, Peter climbs the wall and busts the glass, causing shouts of alarm behind the door separating him from Amanda, and looks down.
Only the second floor, this is easy.
He jumps down, landing easily and goes straight into a run, ignoring the shouts from behind and above him.
He doesn't know where he's running, but he can't stop now.