May Parker was a huge instrument in Peter's life. After all, she's the only family member he has left. She loved Peter like a son. She walked into the tower and went to Happy. "Where are they?" She asked him with worry. Happy nodded and took her to the kitchen, where Tony and Peter were eating pizza. Peter was laughing at some-likely stupid-jokes from Tony. Of course, it didn't take long until he saw his aunt standing at the door. "Hey, May," he said. "You got done earlier than expected, huh?"

"Yeah, we can say that," May answered and turned to Tony. "Hey, Tony." She walked over and sat next to Peter.

"Hey, Pete," Tony said. "Let's sit on the couch really quick, okay?"

"Sure, okay." The kid followed them to the couches and sat next to his aunt.

"Honey, I need to know what's going on." She said.

"I'm fine, really, I'm just really tired—"

"I know about it."

"Wait, what do you mean by—" It dawned on him that Tony called her as he turned to him. "You called her?"

"Kid, I had to," Tony explained. "I'm worried, too—"

"No, you didn't have to." Peter claimed and stood up.

"Honey—"

The kid stepped to the balcony. "No, no…"

May tried following him, but he'd already activated his suit. "Pete, please…"

"I need to get out of here." He said and swung away with his webs.

"I don't know what happened," May said and broke down. "Something's happening, and I don't know how to fix it."

Tony stood next to her. "We have to find him."

Peter swung from building to building as anger was built inside him. You're so stupid, Parker! What the fuck is wrong with you? He wanted a place to hide but couldn't find one.

Until….

The bridge.

He swooped down to the bottom where no one could find him and changed into his normal clothes. Sitting against the cold pavement, he let out a cry. One painful cry. He was exhausted from everything. Taking the piece of metal, he took a deep breath and dragged it across his wrist without second guessing. That continued for quite some time until a familiar voice called his name.

"Peter, Peter is that you?" A male voice asked.

Ned. Shit.

"It's fine—"

"Come with me, okay? This isn't healthy!"

"Ned, I'm fine."

"May and Mr. Stark called several police stations, Pete. I'm telling you they're worried sick. Stark's getting ready to have an anxiety attack, and his friend isn't there to stop it."

Peter sighed.

"I know that you're going through a lot but come with me. I'm begging you."

Peter agreed and stood up as his friend walked to him. "I can't do this, Ned." He began to bawl.

His friend pulled him into a hug. "I'm here for you, okay? It's going to be okay." He took Peter to the car that his mom drove as he texted May and Tony in the group chat.

Ned: I got him, he's not okay though. He has new scars on him.

May: Where did you find him?

Ned: Under a bridge.

Tony: Where are you taking him?

Ned: His apartment. My mom says that I should stay with him. It's safe to go back to your job stay if you'd like.

May: Thank you so much. He had me so worried.

Tony: Have him text me, please.

"I trusted him," Peter said softly. "I did."

"I know, but it's not healthy to keep these things hidden." Ned said and placed a hand on his shoulder.