Chapter 5
Tony saw Peter put his head down in shame. He felt but and tried to change the topic, “ so kid how did you become Spider-man anyway?” Peter sat up gingerly and said “I got bit by a radioactive spider, then woke up and had these powers. All my senses were strengthened, I’m more sensitive to light, that’s why I have to wear the lenses on my mask. And I have this weird sixth sense for danger, like I know what’s going to happen before they do. And I have extremely, extremely sensitive hearing. I literally hear everything. So sometimes I have these sensory overloads, and normally I just pass out from the pain, or anxiety.” Peter looked down into his lap not saying anything else. He looked up and saw them looking at him with more concern, their brow furrowed. “Um, I’m going to go back to my room now.” With that being said Peter pushed himself off the bed and tried to walk to the door.But his efforts were in vain, Cap came up behind him, picked him up and carried him back to his room. He laid Peter down in his bed and walked out closing the door behind him. Peter instantly let out a breath that he didn’t even know he was holding. His face was still hot from blushing fifty shades of red.
I tried to go back to sleep but couldn’t. I waited for everyone to go back to sleep before I pulled myself into the wheelchair by my bed, I rolled myself over to the door and paused. “ Hey JARVIS.”
“ Yes, Mr.Parker?”
“Don’t wake anyone up, I’ll be in the living room.”
“ Very well, sir.”
I wheeled out into the hallway, it was dark, the floors were a dark oak. I maneuvered around the furniture over to the far end of the living room, by the wall of glass. Looking out over the city made me homesick, I missed Aunt May. She always made me feel better after a nightmare, she doesn’t know I’m Spider-man, so I always said that they were about Uncle Ben. God I missed him. It was my fault he died, I could have stopped that guy, this could have been avoided completely. But I didn’t. I put my head in my heads and shut my eyes. Tears fell down my cheeks dripping off my face and onto the ground. I didn’t care anymore, no one was around me anymore, my head was pounding. I sat like that for a while, then fell asleep from exhaustion, just like that head in hands, arms resting on my thighs.
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Steve woke up and got dressed, a t-shirt and a pair of joggers. He remembered the events of the night, he felt bad for the kid he has had a very hard life. No parents, uncle died, having to become Spiderman and risk his life constantly. He walked into the living room and walked over to the fridge to grab a water. Peter was still on his mind, he wanted to help but didn’t know how. He liked to go on morning runs when the city was quiet, and the sun was rising. Tony never understood the concept of waking up before eleven. Then Steve turned to look out on the city of New York when he saw a small figure huddled in the corner. It was Peter. Cap walked over to him, he was sleeping in his wheelchair, he seemed to be looking out over the city. Cap slightly shook his shoulder, the teen woke up startled and looked at Steve. Pete’s eyes were red and puffy, dark purple bags were under his eyes. He really looked skinny in the morning light. “ Are you hungry?” Peter looked at him and nodded. Steve went back to the kitchen and started to make pancakes.
About an hour later the rest of the gang stumbled in. Peter thought they all looked funny in there pj’s. Clint had on a pair of purple pants and a black t-shirt. Bruce had a pair of joggers on with a long-sleeved shirt. Natasha was wearing a tight... tank top and equally tight leggings, I couldn’t help but stare for a moment or two, but the thought of getting caught by an assassin made his stomach twist. Thor had a New York Jets shirt on and pants, and Tony was wearing a black t-shirt-you could see his arc reactor through it- and dark grey joggers. They all sat down around the kitchen table and started talking. I sat there quiet and uncomfortable, glad that they didn’t notice me. I tried to wheel myself to the elevator and get back to my room, mission failed.
Tony saw the kid trying to escape, not on his watch, “Hey Spider-ling want to watch us train?”
“Umm...I guess I don’t have anything else to do, so sure” They finished eating then Tony wheeled Pete over to the elevator with the rest of them. “Let us just get changed then meet us on floor 29, okay?” I wheeled down the hall to my room, I went over to my bed and grabbed my phone from my pocket, and my bag from behind me. I snagged them when Spangles was making pancakes. I turned on the phone and almost wished I didn’t. I was surprised to see 107 missed messages from, Gwen? Why was she texting me? She hasn’t texted, called, or even looked at me since Captain Stacy’s funeral. I decided to skip the texts and just call her, i still remembered her number as I dialed it. The more it rang the more anxious I got, then finally. “PETER, HOLY SHIT YOU’RE ALIVE!!!” I practically dropped my phone from the pain of her screaming in my highly sensitive ears. “I’VE BEEN SO WORRIED, PETER I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD! YOU DIDN’T ANSWER, I’VE CALLED SO MANY TIMES! I WAS SO WORRIED, I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU EVER DO THAT AGAIN I WILL KILL YOU!" “GWEN, stop talking, like now, I’m gonna need hearing aids if you keep yelling. I’m sorry but why did you call, why are you so worried?" “I was watching the news and it said that Spider-man was shot and stabbed several times before Captain America took you away. They said that you were dead” I hear her choke back a sob, her voice cracks when she says that last part. “Gwen, I’m sorry, Doc Oct. stabbed me really bad and I passed out then Spangles found me, and I’m now recovering at Avengers Tower against my will.” “Oh my god! AVENGERS TOWER! Are you okay, what did you tell May?” “I told her that I was staying at a friends house for a couple of days, I don’t know what to tell her, Bru-I mean the Hulk, said that I have to stay here for at least 2-3 weeks.” “Can we just meet up somewhere this is too stressful, and I-I...miss you Petey.” I was so shocked that she said that, she missed me, she didn’t hate me! It felt like a small weight was just lifted off my shoulders. “I guess I can try to sneak out, but they won’t like it. Where do you want to meet?” “Our place sound good?” It felt so good to know that someone wanted to be with me. “Yeah, sounds good, our place.” I was smiling so much that my mouth actually started to hurt.