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Y/n L/n and Peter Parker have been together for quite some time now and she can’t help but think that life is perfect. He would always take her out to these fancy restaurants, buy her flowers on special occasions, treat her with such kindness and respect, and even ended up telling her one of his biggest secrets. It was Friday and Y/n and Peter had just gotten out of school but when she walked out of her classroom to meet up with him at her locker, to her dismay, he wasn’t there.
“Hey, Y/n!” A voice behind her said cheerfully. She turned around to see Peter’s best friend, Ned walking up to her.
“Hey, Ned. Have you seen Peter? He was supposed to meet up with me at my locker but he’s not here,” She explained to him. Ned froze a bit and looked around a bit frantically.
“Uhh, he’s, uh, at his Internship with Tony Stark. He probably won’t be back till later. He’s usually always working late,” Ned explained.
“Do you know what he does there exactly?” She asked, crossing her arms.
“What he does? Oh, he, umm, he helps Mr. Stark with his tech and stuff. Very important and time-consuming work. But it’s a great stepping stone for jobs he might want in the future,” Ned said in a bit of a panicked voice and a nervous smile.
“Okay,” Y/n dragged out, crossing her arms and glaring at Ned suspiciously. He just smiled back at her, still with a nervous twinge. “I’m gonna head over to Peter’s house and wait for him. You wanna come with?”
Ned shook his head a bit. “No, it’s ok, I have to go home, do some homework, and take care of my Lola anyway. But, you go and have fun. Say hi to May for me?”
“Of course. Bye, Ned,” Y/n said, waving to him and slowly walking backward to the front doors of school. Ned smiled and waved back.
After they both split ways Y/n made it outside to the front of the school but only to find the same three girls who always picked on her: Andrea, Kelsey, and Clarrisa. She groaned a bit and stopped walking as they approached her.
“Hey, loser, where do you think you’re off to?” Kelsey spoke up with a smirk.
“Guys, c’mon, I’m going to my boyfriend’s house, okay? I don’t want any trouble, please,” Y/n said, fiddling with her fingers and looking away from them as they walked closer to her.
“Boyfriend? That’s adorable,” Clarrisa laughed. Then Andrea and Kelsey laughed along with her.
“I don’t think you’re allowed to call a sibling your boyfriend,” Andrea giggled.
“Peter’s not my brother. Look, can you guys please just leave me alone?” Y/n begged, clutching her backpack. But, Kelsey pulled on the bag making all of her books fall on the floor. The girls started to laugh again.
“Loser,” Andrea scoffed and continued laughing. Y/n sighed in defeat and bent down to pick up her book but Clarrisa kicked her in the back, making her stumble forward and hit the pavement harshly. The girls started laughing even more now at her.
“And what’s this?” Andrea asked, picking up a test paper from the floor. It was the most recent history test Y/n’s class had had. The other two girls crowded around Andrea to read the test paper which in red marking had a 33 circled on the first page.
“Well, well, well, looks like brace-face is dumber than I thought,” Kelsey chuckled.
Y/n grumbled a bit as she tried to stand up. Because she had braces and fell face first her lip was now cut and bloody and she felt even more blood inside her mouth but was too scared to speak anyway. She slowly stood up trying to brush off any dirt on her clothes and then put the books back in her bag.
“God, you got almost every question on this test wrong. You’re so fucking dumb, you’re parents must be ashamed to have you as a daughter,” Clarrisa scoffed.
“Yea, I hate history and even I get good grades in the class. Must be pretty retarted to not know a single thing about history,” Kelsey fake-pouts.
“Maybe you should get yourself evaluated. I mean, if you haven’t already,” Andrea laughed.
Tears started to well up in Y/n’s eyes. She snatched the paper from Andrea’s hand, zipped up her bookbag, and ran off to Peter’s house.
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After taking a bus and a bit of walking she finally made it to Peter’s apartment. Y/n knocked on the door and was greeted by May, Peter’s sweet aunt.
“Y/n! So good to see you! Peter’s not home yet, if that’s who you’re looking for,” May smiled.
I nodded. “I know, May. I just figured I’d stay here until he got here. I-is that okay with you?” I asked sheepishly. She smiled sweetly.
“Of course, honey, come in,” May chuckles as she slowly opens the door for Y/n to walk in.
Y/n walks in and sits on the couch comfortably looking down at the carpet. May looks at her and notices the large cut of her lip.
“You ok, sweetie. You’ve got a cut on your lip,” May said in a worried tone.
Y/n brushes a finger to her lip and a bit of pain shoots through her body as she realizes that she’s still bleeding from the inside of her mouth too. “No, it’s fine May. I, uh, tripped on my way over here,” she lies effortlessly. She’s gotten quite good at lying to her parents and friends about stuff like this before.
“If you say so. If you want you can wait in Peter’s room till he gets here,” May smiles, pointing to the direction of Peter’s room. Y/n happily obliged and walked over to Peter’s room and shut the door. She smiled as he breathed in his scent that was still lingering around the room. She looked in the full length mirror in the room and opened her mouth to see a small pool of blood still in her mouth along with several cuts from her braces cutting the inside of her mouth. She walked into Peter’s bathroom and rinsed out her mouth trying not to think about the pain. After that she laid down in Peter’s bed and let her mind wander. She wasn’t sure how it got to Andrea, Kelsey, and Clarrisa, but it did and she thought back to the things that the girls had said to her.
“Maybe they’re right,” she mumbled to herself, feeling more tears come to her eyes. She then started to think about how difficult it was in general for her to do well and thought it would be easier if she could just disappear so she would have to go through this same pain and disappointment over and over again. Tears ran down her face and as she was about to get up she heard a noise. She quickly froze and looked to the direction of the window to see…was that Spider-Man crawling on the ceiling into her boyfriend’s room? It had to be. He started to let go of the ceiling only holding on by the pads of his fingers and then slowly let go, not even noticing Y/n behind him. He took off his mask and threw it to the side and slowly shut the door.
Y/n could have sworn that it was Peter but wasn’t fully sure until he turned around. Once they were both standing in front of each other they froze.
“Peter?” Y/n mumbled, after a bit of silence.
“Y/n/n what are you doing here?” Peter asked in shock.
“May let me in. You didn’t meet up with me at my locker today and it’s Friday so I figured I just wait here till you got home,” she said, flailing her hands around a bit.
“Oh my god, I cannot believe this is happening again,” Peter mumbled, running his hands through his messy hair in a fit of frustration.
“What do you mean again? Does someone else know about this?” Y/n asked. Peter shook his head but then Y/n gasped and snapped her fingers at Peter. “It’s Ned, isn’t it? I knew he was acting weird. I just didn’t say anything. I knew he was hiding something. So, you told him but not me?”
“No, Babe, it’s not like that. He found out exactly the same way you did. I just really need to start checking to make sure no one is in my room from now on,” Peter sighed in defeat. I nodded along with him and sat down on the bed. Then he looked at me with furrowed eyebrows. “What happened to your face? You have a cut on your lip and..ha-have you been crying?” He asked, putting his pointer finger and thumb on her chin so she was facing him.
She sniffled a bit and nodded. “Yea, I’m fine. I tripped on my way over here and I guess my eyes are just puffy from allergies,” Y/n shrugged, lying again.
Peter crossed his arms. “It was Kelsey and her friends again wasn’t it?”
Y/n looked up at him in shock.. It was always easy for her to lie to her friends and family…but Peter..he always knew when she was lying somehow. It was almost impossible to lie to him ever since they had started dating. “N-no..I-”
“Y/n/n,” Peter said, cutting her off. “You may be good at lying to other people…but I know you.” he said in a soft tone looking up at her. She sighed and crossed her arms not willing herself to speak. Peter gave her a sympathetic look and sat down on his bed next to her. “Y/n/n, please, just tell me what happened.”
She sighed and felt tears rolling down her face. He scooched closer to her and wiped away some of her tears. “She found out about my history test and- they started calling me names which..in a way I guess they were right,” she mumbled, not meeting his gaze.
“No, no, hey, look at me, baby,” Peter says in a soft tone, taking her face in his hands and staring deep into her eyes. She looked back at him with a sad smile and another stray tear falling down her face which he wiped away with his thumb. “Do not ever call yourself dumb, okay? You are definitely not dumb, you’re anything but dumb. Okay, you’re beautiful, talented, smart and one of the greatest girls I’ve ever met in my entire life. Don’t let anyone tell you anything different, okay?” Peter said in a stern voice. Not with anger but with the want to make sure Y/n understood just how amazing she really was. She nodded and smiled at him.
“You’re just saying that ‘cause you’re my boyfriend and you have to be nice to me,” She said as more tears fell from her face.
Peter shook his head and hugged her tightly. “No, that’s not it at all. I’m saying this because it’s true. You are all of those things and more. If only I could get you to see yourself the way I do,” he sighed.
“Peter, no matter how hard I try to do well in that history class I always end up failing. Kelsey does make a good point,” Y/n shrugs. Peter shakes his head and sighs.
“Listen to me, nothing about what Kelsey said to you is true. It doesn’t matter what she said. She is a bully and I don’t like her one bit. Never listen to anything she says, okay?”
She nodded and hugged him tightly. “How can you still love me like this?”
“Because you’re my best friend. You’ve always been my best friend. Ok?” Peter said in a soft voice. Y/n sniffled and nodded a bit.
“I love you, Peter. You’ve always been so good to me,” She said through quiet sobs.
After having a long hug Y/n continued crying into Peter’s chest. But he never let go of her and just kept trying to soothe her. They stood like this for a while and laid in Peter’s bed. After a while May knocked on the door and came in.
“Hey, you two, everything ok?” May asked in a soft voice. Peter nodded while he stroked Y/n’s hair.
“Yeah, we’re ok, May, don’t worry,” Peter nodded.
“Ok, well, I made dinner so, if you guys want some food it’s in the fridge,” May smiled softly as she shut the door.
Y/n chuckles a bit and snuggles into Peter’s embrace. “That woman has been taking care of us ever since we were little,” She said, shaking her head.
“Yea, well, she’s got a lot of love for us,” Peter smiled in response.
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A few more days went by and Y/n was now mostly on her own because Peter was so busy fighting crime. May found out too so now he was pretty much free to go out and be Spider-Man whenever the time arose. But now, it was just Y/n fending for herself. As the months went on Kelsey, Andrea, and Clarrisa started bullying her more and more each day, she kept on failing her classes and was feeling even worse with each passing second of the days.
Unbeknownst to Peter, his girlfriend was slowly slipping into a deep depression while he was drifting farther and farther away from her. One day after school, when Clarrisa, Kelsey, and Andrea cornered Y/n at the back of the school and not only made fun of her but threw garbage on her along with a few pushes that resulted in some bruising, Y/n took the liberty upon herself to just go home, knowing that Peter wouldn’t be home anyway and knew her parents wouldn’t be there either so when she got home her tossed her bag on the ground and ran into the kitchen and grabbed a small knife and ran into the bathroom and locked the door.
All Y/n could remember was lots of crying, blood and that same feeling of worthlessness that just ate at her soul. As more of the tears fell from her face she just continued to slash the blade along her skin. Every cry more dreadful than the last. Blood poured out of the cuts and tears making her vision blurry. The wails just reminded her of how worthless she was and every cut and drop of blood showed her just how little she deserved in this world. She sobbed as she looked down at the floor and saw just how much blood was on the floor and just thought that even if she died everyone her life would be better off without her. The only thing that put an even greater weight on her heart was that Peter wasn’t there to pull her back from that darkness.
But then Y/n hears knocking on the door and assumed it was just her parents. “Y/n, you in there? Princessa?”
She turned to the door in shock. Surprised to hear her boyfriend's voice. But, she knew she couldn’t let him see her like this or else he’d have a heart attack. So she choked back all of her tears and buried her emotions just for that moment to seem like she wasn’t completely broken inside. “Hey, babe, what’s up?” she said in a surprisingly happy voice.
“Just wondering how you were doing…I know I’ve been kinda distant lately and I wanted to spend some time with you,” He said in a sweet voice, leaning against the door.
Y/n practically burst into tears. He was always so sweet and caring with her no matter what. It was hard for her to pretend to be happy with him being this sweet…It was hard for her to keep pretending at all. She’d done it so much it had become a second nature to her. But now she just wanted to get rid of this weight on her heart but could barely stand from all the cuts along her wrists and ankles.. “Peter..” she says in a weak tone.
“Come on, babe, open the door and give me a hug,” He said, still in his cheerful manner.
“I..can’t..” She spoke softly.
“Princessa, what’s wrong?” Peter asked, now a bit concerned as he knocked on the door.
She wanted to let him in but the door was locked and she could barely move. “I-I’m sorry,” she cried softly.
Peter’s spidey sense started to go off knowing that something wasn’t right. All better judgment went out the window in a matter of seconds as he kicked the door down and ran inside. “Y/n!” he shouts, rushing to her side.
“I-I’m sorry..” Y/n cries, softly.
He shushes her and pulls her out of the tub. “Shhh, it’s ok save your strength..I’ll be right back,” he said brushing her hair out of her face and then running to grab a first aid kit. He lays it out on the table in her room and runs back to the bathroom. “Don’t worry, I got you now, it’s ok,” he says, picking her up and carrying her to her room.
As he placed her on the bed her eyes slowly started to flutter closed. “Peter….” she mumbles softly.
He shakes her violently and starts crying out her name desperate that she would wake up and before he can even have another conceivable thought he takes out his phone and dials 911.