Wanda's POV

After Peter told me about his anxiety, we decided it would be best to get him a therapist so he could have someone to talk to who had more experience with anxiety. I'm doing my very best I can for him, but I'm no expert and it's not enough.

I just wish he could be happy and not be scared of living. The press conference did nothing, the police are investigating us, and with all the stress that comes with school he somehow still has time to be Spider-Man. But for the time being, his first session with his therapist is taking place in an hour.

We are sitting in his room as he quietly hums while drawing for a project he and Ned are working on. I'm glad his friends are at his side through all of this, but I got to take him to his session soon. I told him to get ready and that Happy would take us there. So we got into the car and drove to Dr. Marsh's office.

We sat in the waiting room for a few minutes before Peter was called in, and from what I could tell he seems extremely nervous. I wish I could go back with him but I can't.
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Peter's POV

I'm nervous about seeing Dr. Marsh. I don't know her, how can I trust her to tell her what I'm going through? So many questions ran through my mind but before I could turn and run back to my sister the secretary led me into Dr. Marsh's office. She greeted me with a warm smile and gestured me to come in further into her office.

I hesitantly walked further in departing from the door that locked me away from the safe haven of my sister's arms she stood up from her desk and walked to me holding her hand out. "Hi Peter I'm Dr. Marsh don't worry, what stays in this room stays in the room."

I waited a minute before shaking her hand and sitting down in a chair she sat back at her desk and she began talking. "I've never really had many kid patients and especially not a superhero."

"Sorry my son Liam absolutely adores your alter ego he doesn't believe you're a bad person and neither do I."

She stared at me with a look of sympathy, "You have a hard time trusting people don't you?" She asked.

I nodded slowly, "Every person that I've trusted has hurt me in more ways than none so yeah I'd say I have trust issues." I replied.

"I read your file and it says you lost your parents at a very young age."

"I did yes, then years later, I lost my brother but I assume you've seen the headlines, I'm a murderer and I killed a hero."

"Peter I'm just trying to help, but I can't if you don't open up to me a little more. I'm not gonna hurt you in any way just talk to me, tell me anything that's going through that brain of yours."

"How do I know I can trust you I don't know you how do I know you're not gonna turn against me once I tell you stuff about my life?" I asked. I felt the tears but I was not going to cry in front of a stranger.

"Because I'm not evil. I think you're a good kid just misunderstood and haunted by your past." She replied.

"I'll tell you some things not all."

"And that's totally fine it's better than sitting here in awkward silence."

"I guess but I'm afraid to trust someone again."

"The only thing we have to fear is fear itself." I nodded in agreement then we talked some more and then it was time to go I have sessions two days a week Wanda and I talked about it and she thinks therapy is good for me maybe it is but I don't fully trust Dr. Marsh but after a few more sessions maybe I will.
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The End of Chapter 38