(Peter POV)
I opened my eyes to the blinding light coming from my window. I quickly closed my eyes, and turned over, wrapping myself back into the gray sheets that covered my bed.
"Питер просыпается! (Peter wake up), вы опоздаете! (you will be late). "
I heard mama yell in Russian from down the hall. Ever since Mr. Stark found out I was homeless because May kicked me out of the house when I turned 15 and was sleeping in abandoned buildings for well over a year but kept going to school and coming here for the "internship". I've been staying with Mr. Stark and the rest of the avengers, we were already close because of the "Stark internship". But once they found out that I didn't have an actual place to stay, they brought me to a spare room that is now my room I guess.
"приходящая мама! (Coming mom)"
It's only been a couple days since they brought me here, and I'm still not used to waking up in a real bed. I get out of bed and get in the shower.
Once I got in, I felt the warm water surround me and wash off all the sweat from having nightmares. I look down and see all the scars that are on my body, you would think with my fast healing I wouldn't have so many scars. Some of the scars are from me fighting as Spider-Man, others… are from May abusing me saying that it was my fault that Ben died, after Ben died when I was 14 she changed. She wasn't the nice caring Aunt May that I once knew, the ones on my arms… I'm ashamed to say they are self-inflicted. I get out not wanting to think about it anymore, I grab a towel and dry myself off then wrap it around my waist.
I walk out of the bathroom and put on some underwear and black pants, I go through my closet and grab the gray long sleeve. I was about to put it on when there was a knock and the door opened. 'Crap my scars' I think and my eyes go wide.
(Natasha's POV)
I finished making Peter a big breakfast because of his fast metabolism he needs to eat more than the average human, maybe even more than Steve and Bucky. Ever since I met Peter I started to grow attached to him. I started to think of him as my own son and he thought of me as a mother. I started to teach him Russian so we could chat and gossip without people knowing, well other than Bucky.
When we found out that Peter's Aunt Kicked him out a little over a year ago and has been sleeping in abandoned buildings I grew even more attached and protective of him. All of us except Wanda have tried to get Peter to explain why he was kicked out but he wouldn't say. I looked at the time and saw that it was getting late and he wouldn't have time to eat, so I decided to go check up on him.
I walked to his room and knocked and opened the door to see Peter by his closet in nothing but black pants holding a gray long sleeve. He rushes to put on his shirt and my eyes go wide. Why does he have so many scars, I mean I get that he goes out as Spider-Man and sometimes gets hurt but not that much. I felt tears sting in my eyes, who the hell hurt my baby spider, I will find them and kill them.
"Peter, come here.." Peter was hesitant and slowly walked to me. Once he got to me I lifted up his shirt to see scars on his torso, I felt tears fall from my face.
"кто это с тобой сделал? (Who did this to you?)
"это ничего, я в порядке (it's nothing I'm fine). He stutters out. And I could tell he was lying, I could see his eyes start to water as he tried to hold them back, probably remembering something. "Peter Benjamin Parker! не лги мне (do not lie to me)!" My voice rising a bit, I grabbed his arm lifting up his sleeve. What I saw hurt me to my core, I saw faded scars on his wrist all the way up to his elbow. I felt tears fall from my face.
"Почему? (Why?) Зачем это делать? (Why do this?)." He wouldn't answer me, he pulled his arm back and pulled down his sleeve. I could see tears build up in his eyes and he looked at the ground and I saw his tears hit the floor. I pulled him into a hug, holding him tight. I felt him sobbing into my shoulder. "It's ok baby, you don't have to tell me right now."
He pulled away and sat down on his bed and I sat next to him. I heard him whisper something, so I put my hand on his cheek and made him look at me. "It- it was May… sh- she changed a lot after my uncle Ben died and that's when it started… I-." He choked up a bit. I pulled him into a small hug.
"детка (baby), you can stay home for today ok?..." He nodded his head. "Lay down for a bit and come and eat when you're ready." I laid him down and kissed his head, then turned and left his room.
I leaned against the wall across Peter's room and started to cry a bit. Then I started to get beyond pissed. I walked down the hallway and then through the common room and started to walk towards the elevator. I saw Clint and he looked a bit scared. "Hey Nat where are you going?" He asked me. "To Kill that cyka! (bitch!)" I yelled.
Before I could press the down button on the elevator Clint rushed in front of me. "Wait a minute, hold on I know that look, the last time I saw that look you left a trail of bodies behind and an entire village was burnt to the ground."
"This Time there's only gonna be one that dies." I tried to push past him, but he wouldn't budge. And in my rage I fought back. "Steve!..." I heard him yell. "We need to stop her now!" I went to hit him in the face but something caught my hand, I looked to see Steve and he wrapped me into a bear hug lifting me off the ground.
"эта сука причинила боль моему ребенку! (That bitch hurt my baby).. я собираюсь убить ее! (I'm going to kill her!)." I tried to get out of Steve's grip but I couldn't even get a good angle to fight back.
"Nat calm down, кто причинил ему боль? (Who hurt him?)" I looked to see Bucky trying to calm me down "Мэй Паркер. (May Parker.)" I could see the rage on Bucky's face.
"What!?... Buck!" Steve yelled
(Authors Note: the Russian that I use Is from google translate so I apologize if it's not correct. Also the characters I'm using are from the MCU)