Disclaimer I do not own anything all right go to Marvel!
Thank you "The Story's Shadow" for your review, yeah Peter is not usually "dominant type" but 'Black Spider' and 'Spider Demon' are the 'Alpha Male' type and Peter's instincts will not allow a male to ride or lord over him. That is why is he is often times called a quote unquote "Rebel". As far as him lashing out that was because of all of the stress and lack of sleep add the with him not really liking Aiden and he and Ava has not had quality time together, or any 'alone time'.
Thank you "Man285" for your review as well.
WARNING: This chapter contains self harm!
Well the story continues...
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Peter sighed and said "Ok I may not go into much details but I will give it a go. This story is going to be very, VERY unexpected with all of the unpredictable things that have happened. So Here it goes..." Peter took a deep breathe then said "You may want to take a seat it may be long!"
Everyone got into the chair they had slept in the night before except for Peter who was in the plush chair with Ava in his lap. Sam was sitting on the right hand side of the couch with Daniel in the middle, Lu sat on the far left end of the couch. Aiden and Petra shared the love seat, Petra rested her head on Aiden's shoulder to do two things one to help keep Aiden calm and two to relax. Aiden was leaning on the right hand side of the love seat with Petra on his left side.
Once everyone got settled down Peter took a deep breathe and said began with a story telling voice "It all began..."
Flash Back (Third Person Point of View)
It was 8th grade and Peter was fourteen years old. Peter woke up and began his normal routine he woke put on his glasses then he up jumped into the shower and would cut his upper arms and upper legs where no one could see the cuts. He would brush his teeth and get out of the shower dry off careful not to get blood anywhere. Put on his clothes which was normal a pair of baggy jeans a long sleeved light grey shirt and long sleeved charcoal grey hoodie. Peter went down to a hot breakfast that Aunt May had cooked. It was pancakes, eggs, sausage, and orange juice like normal. Uncle Ben was reading a newspaper and drinking black coffee. Peter nibbled on the food but really did not eat anything. It was not the fact that he was not hungry, it was because he did not feel like he was worth it to eat. This has been going on for the past three months and Aunt May and Uncle Ben were getting worried about him, VERY worried.
When Peter left and shut the door behind him May looked at Ben with a worry filled eyes and said "What happened to him? He use to smile and laugh but now he..." she could not go on.
Ben said "I know I am worried about him too. But he is so much like his father, when he got hurt he shuts and locks everyone out. The more I would prod out my brother the more he locked up and shut down. You have to be there when Peter needs us. We can do nothing he has to ask for help before we can do anything."
May said with tears "But Ben..."
Ben kissed May on the cheek and said "I know I hate it too but we have no choice."
Peter made it to the bus stop right before the bus came. He walked on the bus and he was tripped when he began walking towards the back of the bus most everyone laughed at this but Peter just got up and walked to the very back of the bus, he sat alone in the back. He pulled out a notebook and began penning down some words. He wrote:
'You don't have to be dead to be a ghost. You don't have to hide under a sheet, or howl dramatically whenever somebody approaches.
All you have to do is feel dead. All you have to do is hide under a layer of lies. All you have to do is cry for help on the inside. You're still a ghost, either way. Walking the world alone, wandering with no clear purpose. Drifting. Aimless.'
When Peter was done writing that one of many dark writing and many more were to come. He stuffed the spiral notebook into his black backpack. Then he began to hum a simple tune to himself. It helped calm his nerves. He after humming for a few minutes said "It's another long bus ride to the school everything is about the same as it was before except for me. I should be talking with MJ or Harry but I really am not in the mood to talk to anyone. No one listens anyway..." The bus pulled into the parking lot letting everyone off the bus, Peter waited until everyone else was off before he tried to get off the bus.
Peter made it to class without an incident today but he was late... again. The teacher said in a stern voice "Mr. Parker you have been late for every class since school started this year! Care to explain yourself to the class?"
Peter almost fainted well he DID faint the first time this teacher did that. He said in a quiet voice "No sir."
The teacher said "Then get into your chair."
Peter said again in a soft voice "Yes sir." And Peter quickly sat in the back of the class where his seat was.
Peter was not the same as he was before he use to be on time if not a little early. He use to be an 'overachiever' if you will. He tried so hard to accepted but no one save his Aunt, his Uncle, Mary Jane Watson or better known as MJ and Harry Osborne were the only people who cared or at least showed they cared about him. Peter could not burn bridges down but he could build up walls so no one could come in, he knew how to lock people out it was just he did. Harry went on a business trip overseas with his father in the summer. MJ went to Hollywood with her Aunt to try out as a kid model. She of course got the spot as an actress. So over the summer Peter was completely alone except for his Aunt and Uncle.
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I once again do not own anything all of the rights go to Marvel!
Well how was this chapter I know it was a little darker than I would have liked but it needs to be to get the past done.
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