Later that day, the Avengers told the public that Spider-Man's death was faked. They considered creating a false story, but since everyone pretty much already knew that aliens had come to Earth and were fighting the Avengers, they realized they didn't have much to lose. It's not like they were going to release any confidential information.
And so Tony Stark spoke to some reporters (real ones, not bloggers) and before the end of that day, news sites and news apps and newspapers were blowing up with article after article about the most exciting and mind-blowing story of the century (at least, that's what the Daily Bugle called it).
Aunt May brought Peter his phone that day, and he had 4,389 messages, as well as countless emails from teachers and classmates and people he forgot he even knew.
Liz sent him a message as soon as she saw the news alert on her phone.
L: hey peter
P: Hey, Liz
L: i'm so happy you're ok
L: how r u doing
L: i mean, i saw you on the news... r u ok?
P: Yeah, i'm ok. A little overwhelmed tbh but good other than that lol
L: i never understood why you always disappeared... it all makes sense now
P: Yeah that was kinda hard to hide. I mean, it's out now... maybe that'll make things a little easier
L: yeah
L: i'm sorry that it didn't really work out
L: with us, i mean
L: i kinda feel bad now, since you were like, being a superhero and stuff, and i just thought you had issues haha
P: Yeah lol
P: Don't feel bad tho. I'd probably do the same.
P: (And by probably I mean definitely)
L: hahaha
L: i should probably tell you
L: i had a major crush on you
P: On Peter Parker or on Spider-Man?
L: both
P: Oh
P: Wow
P: I was just about to tell u that i felt the same, I forgot you already knew that lol
L: haha
L: id love to date you, but i just feel like it wouldn't work out
L: i mean, we live on opposite sides of the country
L: also you're like a freaking superhero and i'm sure you don't have time for a long-distance relationship. i mean i'm busy enough just with school, i can't even imagine...
P: Yeah, you're right.
And they both wish she wasn't right. They both wish it could work, but they both know it can't.
Peter healed insanely quickly. The day after he woke up, the doctors in the complex had decided unanimously that he was ready to go back home. A few of them were wary, since a person with injuries such as those shouldn't be alive, let alone walking and fine within days, but still, Peter was healed enough that he could leave. His scars had healed to mere white lines on his epidermis where the lacerations had once been. They told him to keep his side covered and change the bandages daily for a week, but it was almost entirely healed. They could barely believe it, even when the proof was right in front of their eyes.
The day after Peter woke up, he went back home to his apartment in Queens. It was a Saturday. MJ and Ned came over and spent that day with Peter and May. They rebuilt the Death Star. Peter knew he would have to go back to school soon, and that would be a whole new wave of overwhelming, but he didn't want to think about that yet. And so he just enjoyed the time with his friends while he could. Ned taught them how to play a card game called Pusoy Dos (after a few mispronunciations, May decided to just call it by its other name, Filipino Poker), which they all were confused by at first but quickly became addicted to.
And it was fun.
And they were happy.
And they were home.