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(The beginning is like really bad, but it gets better towards the middle, I promise.)

TW: Physical (and little verbal) abuse.

Peter crawled out of the closet, his hoodie in his bloody hands.

He made his way to his room, grabbing some clothes and a new hoodie, before going to the bathroom.

He closed the door silently, getting undressed and taking a quick shower.

He got out, putting on underwear and pants.

He went to a cabinet, taking out a small first aid kit.

The bleeding stopped sometime last night. So he took out the necessary supplies needed to take care of the damage done to his arms.

He finished by wrapping his arms in gauze, then putting on his shirt and hoodie.

It was Saturday, so Peter got ready to go to the tower for the day.

When he was ready, he went outside, just as Happy pulled up.

He climbed in the back of the car and typed him a message.

'Hey Happy!' Ari said, her full name was Ariana Karen Parker, but Peter called her Ari for short.

"Hey kid." Happy said, pulling out and driving towards the tower that Tony used to say near Peter.

Peter didn't know that of course.

The two had no further conversation as Peter fiddled with the small bag he always brings with him.

It has normal stuff in it.

A notebook (with sciencey things)

A pencil

A journal (personal)

And a few blueprints and drawings for a project him and Tony are doing.

"Alright kid, we're here."

"Thanks Happy!" Ari replied for him, as Peter got out of the car.

Peter soon was sitting beside Tony, working on Tony's suit.

"Hey kid, why do you have bandages on your arms?" Tony asked randomly.

Peter looked down at his wrists to see his hoodie sleeves had rolled up while he was working.

"Oh, I fell on a lego set." Ari lied for him.

Tony gave him a suspicious glare, but continued working.

Peter later said he had to go, he got up and left.

Tony noticed a journal fall out, but didn't have time to call Peter back.

So, he picked it up and started to read, curious of what was in it.

Not snooping.

Just curiosity.

Tony noticed the kid did poetry in the book, and some were very alarming.

May came home

A drink got spilled

A belt came down

And blood was on the floor

That one definitely made him want to check up on him, but he continued to read.

The closet

So dark and cold

Filled with the secrets it must hold

Late at night

As the neighbors hear the fight

And the closet welcomes me

With the secrets

Its forced to hold

Tony was ready to text the kid, to ask him what this was about without looking like a snoop.

A bed

Soft and warm

The floor

Hard and cold

Where will I lay tonight?

Only the Lord knows

That one was still pretty concerning. Should he called May?

Secrets

I have to hold

They burn my skin

And cut into my soul

The secrets,

That I have to hold

Tony wanted to know those secrets. He wanted the kid to let him in. To see what's wrong and help him.

My voice wants to be heard

My voice wants to shout

My voice needs to let it all out

But my voice must stay silent

Or she will find out

Yeah, he's got a plan.

Tony closed the journal, and leaned back in his chair.

He'll drive to their apartment and say that he came to give Peter his journal.
But while he's there, he has a few things to discuss with him.

Yep.

Another flawless plan, made by Tony Stark himself. (I had to add at least a little humor 🤷🏻)

Tony picked one of his less fancy cars, and got in.

He put Peters journal in the seat besidw him, and made his way to their apartment.

When there, he parked his car, grabbed Peters journal.

He got out of the car, and made his way into the run down building.

He went to their apartment and stood in front on the door.

He raised his hand and knocked, waiting for a reply.

Seconds passed, and no one answered.

Tony knocked again, louder this time.

The door swung open, May giving a smile to the man behind it.

"Hi Mr. Stark, what can I do for you?" May asked, when she saw who was at the door.

"I need to see Peter, just for a second."

May gave a tight smile, she nodded and closed the door.

A minute later, the door swung open again.

Peter was standing behind May, a bruise on his cheek.

May stood there when Peter stepped out beside him.

"Can I speak to him alone?" Tony asked, breaking the silence.

"Of course." May gave Peter a look, Peter seemed to shrink back.

This did not go unnoticed by Tony.

May turned back to Tony, giving the man another forced smile before closing the door.

"Okay kid, what's with the bruise?"

"I accidentally ran into a door." Ari replied for him.

"And you only got a bruise on your face?" Tony questioned, not believing the teens pathetic excuse.

Peter looked down, fidgeting with the hem of his shirt.

Tony noticed the the boys obvious discomfort and changed the subject, to something else.

"Hey, this fell out of your bag when you left." Tony said.

Peter looked up seeing the journal in Tony's hand.

The kids eyes widened, hopefully Tony didn't read anything that was in it. That journal had some pretty dark stuff in it.

Peter would write poetry, not good poetry, but something that would help him vent without saying anything.

"And, uh" Tony opened it up and flipped to a page, pointing a poem Peter had wrote.

"I thought this was a science journal, so I wanted to see your ideas. I opened it and saw some poems. I'm not gonna lie, they concern me. I didn't read them all, but I read enough to be concerned. These two out of the few I read, concerned me the most." Tony explained his amazing lie.

Peter looked back down, trying to avoid Tony's eyes.

"May came home, a drink got spilled, a belt came down, and blood was on the floor." Tony recited, giving the boy a questioning look.

"Then theres this one that concerned me a lot as well: My voice wants to be heard, my voice wants to shout, but my voice needs to stay silent, or she will find out." Tony closed the small book and continued speaking.

"All of the ones I read were very concerning. Pete, I need you to tell me what's happening, I need you to tell me what's wrong so I can help. I promise that whatever you're going through, I can help you. But you have to trust me first, you have to let me in."

Tears were coming out of Peters eyes.

Then he did what he hasn't done to anyone besides May, he broke May's most important rule, he spoke.

"May, sh-she." Peter stopped, looking up at Tony.

Tony was shocked, he thought the kid couldn't speak, but when he saw the broken look on his face, Tony nodded for him to continue.

"Sometimes, if I don't do something right, sh-she'll hit me or, or throw something. But mainly I g-go in a closet and don't, don't, get fed for a few days. I-i was in there before you came." Peter whispered quietly and quickly, like he was afraid someone would hurt him for talking.

"Kid, you should have let me know."

Peter only nodded his head, tears streaming down his face.

Tony gave the boy a side hug.

"I'll fix this, dont worry."

"Wait."

Tony looked at Peter, signaling for him to continue.

"Don't tell her I spoke to you, please." Tony's heart shattered, you could hear the fear in his voice, see the scared look take over his face.

Tony was determined to change that.

"Okay bud, I won't." Tony gave him a reassuring smile and another side hug, before leading him inside.

"So, what did you have to talk about?" May asked, as the two walked into the living room.

May came closer and tried to take Peter by the arm, but Tony moved the boy behind him.

"Is it okay for me to take my nephew?" May asked, clearly pissed by the action.

"Not when you hurt him it isn't." Tony said, letting his features darken.

"I would never lay a hand on my nephew!" May replied, her voice raising with every word she spoke.

"Really? Thats not what he told me." Tony said, completely forgetting he told Peter he wouldn't tell her he spoke to him.

"He spoke to you!" May yelled.

"Yes, he did. I'm very glad he did to. I don't know everything you've done to this boy, but I can tell you it wont ever happen again. Because you, will never be in the same household as this kid, for as long as you live!" Tony yelled, hating that he didn't notice sooner.

"Whatever that kid told you, was a lie! I never did anything to him!" May yelled back.

"Oh yeah? Then why did he tell me that you fucking hit him, that you lock him and a closet and don't feed him for days!"

"He has done nothing, nothing to deserve what you've done to him!"

"That ungrateful shit watched his uncle bleed to death! He didn't even try to help! He is the reason Ben is dead! Him!" May yelled, pointing towards the direction of Peter.

Tony had enough, so he said the one thing that would end it all.

"The police will be arriving shortly to take you to jail, for child abuse, have fun rotting in a cell for the rest of your miserable life."

Then he turned around and saw Peter.

Peter was in a corner, balled up, sobs racking his body.

Tony went and lowered himself to the floor, pulling the kid, his kid, towards him.

"Shhhh, its okay Pete, its okay." Tony said, running his hand through the boys curly hair as some police officers came in and took May.

"W-where will I g-go n-now?" Peter asked, his teary brown eyes looking into Tony's.

"With me." Tony said.

"Mr. Stark?"

Tony looked down at the kid, seeing the questioning look in his face.

"Why would you want me?"

Tony's heart broke at the thought that this kid, thought Tony would never want him.

"Because Pete, you are an amazing person, and I'm sure you would make an amazing son too."

Peter hugged Tony tighter, his face in Tonys chest.

"Its okay Pete, I'm here now."

"You're safe."

Hahahaha, I never update when I say I will.

I had someone help me with this chapter, you know who you are :)

The beginning was sooo bad, t
towards the ending was eh, better.

From now on I will start making these at least 2000 or more words, this one was so close to being 1999 words, but it made it to 2008 words.

Also a lot of people are asking me to do Starker, I'll address my answer here: No thank you.

I don't do Starker, its in the description of my story.

Thank you for your time :)

See you Cucumbers whenever I update again!!

🥒 "oH mEh GoD, iTs A sAlTy CuCuMbEr"