My Secret Past
It hurts.
It just fucking hurts.
All those years. All those pain. All the hidings.
Everything.
It just all goes down hill.
Stop. Just make it stop.
Stop the pain. Stop everything
Stop pretending.
But if I stop. What would happen?
I Peter Parker had a dark past. Only I know.
I hid it from everybody. Covering the truth behind the painful smile.
This was a reminder.
A scar right beside my neck.
A reminder that I've been hurt before.
I'm sorry but I couldn't hide it anymore.
I had to break.
Everything's catching up. It's pretty stressful. For me.
-
"Fri? Where's a piano?" Friday toured him towards the piano.
Peter remembered of he ever had a nightmare, Ben would always sing to him.
But Ben's gone now. He didn't want to burden Mr. Stark. He's just a burden. What his father had said.
He went out of his room in the Avengers tower. Crawling out on the balcony.
The balcony had the piano. Peter touched a tile.
And the melody soon went in.
As he stopped he stared at the starry night sky.
Trying to grasp the moon with his hands.
It hurts so know that you're being a burden.
-
The next day was uneventful. He got soaked in the rain, but that isn't the worst thing.
There was this kid, no more than 17, hanging out with the Avengers.
Natasha and Bucky was far. They saw him.
Peter felt tears prickle in his eyes.
His family. His family was with another.
And that ends everything.
-
Everyday the team would hang out with the boy, instead of him.
-
He was going to collage. This day was graduating day.
He had cut off all his connections, moved on. But worst of all, he deleted, destroyed, burned every memory of his Avenger Family.
May and him was walking out of the school when they heard a jet.
"Peter!" a voice called out.
"What do you want?!" Peter snapped not looking back. "We wanted to congratulate you plus would you like to come with us, we're on a dinner night as Jon is celebrating his birthday?" Peter spared glance at the superheroes.
"I'm not a fan of parties, especially the one that leaves somebody. No." Peter took May's hand and they walked away.
Tony took Peters hand. May looked ready to slap Tony as he said. "Pedro, Pete." Instead of May slapping Tony...
Peter slapped him.
"Don't call me by my nickname. And don't ever call me Pedro. It's your fault I'm like this. It's your fault I almost fucking died, under a warehouse. It's your fault your plane crash. It's your fault I died on Titan. We're not close. We're not anymore close Tony Stark. You have plenty of toys to play with don't you? Then play with them. After all I'm just a pawn, your a king. Isn't that how it goes. Every one to you is just a pawn on a battle field? I'm just one of them. I'm not anything to you, old man. I'm not anything to you Anthony Edward Stark. Leave me and My Aunt May Alone. I've got nothing to do with you. Nothing." Peter said.
Tony slapped Peter.
"It's not my fault your like this." he simply said.
He started walking away when he heard a whimper, he looked back and saw Peter grabbing his cheeks. His hands were imprinted on it.
"I am correct! After all these years your just using me! After all we've been through nothing about you's gonna change! Did you ever feel replaced? A rag doll. A volleyball being thrown around? A basketball being passed? A paper after being used, after writing. You just throw away? Am I just a small part in your life? You should have said it earlier, therefore I would have leaved! I would have stopped going with you! I hate you! All of you! I wish I could just die again and never return!" Peter said as he stomped off.
"See what you've done? My nephew. Crying, alone. And all you care about is fame! You didn't even know when he cuts off all his communication with you! You can't even remember his fucking birthday because everything about you is that Jon is better. Isn't that right?! I hate you all!" May shouted running towards Peter.
Tony, Tony just stood there. Contemplating on what to do. Peter hates him now.
Peter, his son.
And Maybe Peter was correct.
He was just to selfish to realize, it was his fault.
He loved Peter as a son.
But what did he do? He pushed him away. By replacing him.
-
The next following days Tony had received a message.
"If this is Tony Stark, please come too the hospital. Thank you." the message said.
"Shit." Tony mumbled. He bit his lips to keep himself from running. He remembered, he doesn't want Peter anymore.
He told him this a few days ago.
~Flash Back~
"What the fuck do you want?!" Peter shouted at him.
"I just wanted to check up on you. Make sure your fine." Tony answered.
"Yes, I am fine. If that answers your question, you can get out of my house now." Peter told him. Tony thought a step back this isn't Peter.
"Yes, I am Peter, I don't give a fuck if I changed. I don't give a fuck to you. And I don't give a fuck in any of you." Peter snapped.
"Where May?" Tony asked. "Caps missed her."
"Visit her grave." Peter answered quietly.
"What?"
"I said visit her grave!" Peter was now crying. All the bottled up feelings was now released. "Your, alone now I guess?" Tony asked. "How bout-"
"I've got nowhere to stay in the fucking tower of yours. Gave it your intern, didn't you?" Peter snapped.
"Okay, this isn't you. I want to know, who you are and what you did to Peter." he expected Peter to laugh, but instead he received a shout.
"I don't give a fuck to you!"
Slap.
People around stopped to see a kid and Tony Stark shout at each other.
"You should give a fuck! I'm your fucking mentor! Father! Of course I need to know your status! Health!" Tony snapped and said words that hurts the most.
"You care for me? Your my father?! You worry about me?! Let me tell you how I am shall I dad?! I'm fucking alone! Cold! Sad! Depressed! I've got no one! My friends are tired of me! The team is! And you fucking worry about me for a long time?! Why didn't you visit the grave?! Where were you when I needed you?! Where?! You where with the intern! I'm all alone Tony! I've got no one! I am tired of faking that everything's gonna be fine! I've just lost the will to live! I've lost everyone! My parents, Uncle Ben, my friends, Aunt May and everybody I love! And you visit me now?! I've been waiting for months for all of you to come and cheer me up! But your not there! I hate you, you hate me! I've lost my will. This is the last straw Stark. If I ever see you again. I'll leave the face of the Earth. I've had enough." Peter said. And with one quick motion.
Peter
Slapped
Tony Stark
It was one of the most painful, probably the most painful fun out of All.
Peter took off.
Tony flew off.
And he heard a beep of a car. He didn't know who got hit.
~Flash Back Ends~
That was just a few moments ago.
Maybe.
"Avengers Assemble!" he shouted. Tears pricking at the tip of his eyes.
"Peters in the hospital, he got hit by a "Hit and Run" and I just left him there. Let's go!" tony said.
-
Tony waited until they finished.
"Mr. Stark, Avengers, I'm sorry. Mr. Parker died, we couldn't save him. His health was bad. He died just from impact. I'm sorry." The doctor moved away.
Tony entered the room and saw Peter.
He cried. The rest cried.
The whole world cried.
A boy.
Died.
This boy was Spiderman.
The son of Tony Stark.
His memory wasn't the best.
Everybody cried.
Just Joking!!!
"Mr. Stark, thank you for having Me. Banner help us with our operation. He did well. He is now awake. You can meet up with him." Tony ran I'm to the room
"Oh Peter. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for what I said. I'm sorry for everything. I'm sorry son."
"It's okay dad. I love you." Peter smiled, have his final breathe.....
And slept.
But an imprint was made, an X on the left side of his neck. A reminder of a very painful past.
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