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"I Guess Spiders Don't like Closed Spaces"
It had started out to be a pretty nice day for Peter. He had woken up, got ready and reached school on time. Even his schedule for the day seemed to be nice. Two Physics periods before interval and a Chemistry and Biology period after interval were enough to make Peter happy. Ned had been rambling about a new lego set he had assembled. MJ was throwing in sarcastic comments every second which meant that she appreciated their friendship a lot more that day.
He even got an A in an English essay, which rarely happened.
He should have guessed that the day was going too smoothly. Should have guessed that there would be a gigantic obstacle at the end of the day. Should have remembered about Parker luck.
The bell rang and Peter got up to go to his last period. His phone flashed a message. It was from Tony. Hey, kid. Happy will pick you up from school. I have some new ideas about your suit. Also I need to talk about something.
Peter and Tony got a lot closer recently after Homecoming and the Vulture incident. Peter was allowed into Tony Stark's lab and they either worked on improving their suits or just plainly fooled around. But one thing was sure. Peter loved spending time with Tony,
Hurrying to get to his Spanish class, Peter didn't notice Flash standing in his way until he barged right into him. Flash fumbled and his bag fell to the floor spilling all the contents. Peter muttered a sorry and started picking up Flash's things. His spider senses were warning him. Something was wrong....
Peter realised too lately that Flash's fist was going to meet his face. The punch landed on his face with a sickening crunch. Peter's nose started bleeding. Flash's hands pulled his shirt up, pulling him along the process.
I had a bad day and you had to make it worse, eh Parker? Making me spill my things. Making me late for my class. guess what? I'm going to make you late for your class too. So late that by the time you reach the class, the entire period will be over.
Flash whispered in a soft malicious voice. Before Peter could understand what was going on, he was shoved roughly into one of the lockers. He gave a small yelp of pain as his elbow hit something. Flash closed the locker with a bang and went away.
Peter was left alone and scared as he stayed there. Help! Somebody!! I am stuck here! HELP,PLEASE! HELP!!
Peter shouted till his voice became hoarse. As Parker luck would have it, nobody seemed to be around. His hands became sore with all the pounding. He suddenly remembered that he had his phone. Ned! He would call Ned. He will help him. But when Peter took out his phone, all he had to look at was a black screen. His phone had run out of charge. Peter cursed under his breath. A few minutes passed and Peter's thoughts began wandering. They wandered to his parents, to his Uncle Ben, to his Uncle's blood on his hands. Then they wandered to May. How she worked triple shifts just to make him happy and accomodate his needs. The guilt was overwhelming.
It was becoming really hard to breath. The small locker space was suffocating him. His breathe came out in soft, short gasps. He was trying really hard not to cry.
The enclosed space brought back memories of Toomes. He remembered how the building had crashed down on him, burying him with concrete and bricks. He had struggled to breath. Every single part of him was feeling trapped. His spidey senses were going haywire.
Thinking about Toomes was not helping now. Peter was sobbing. He couldn't breathe.His entire body was shaking. Just when he thought he might pass out , the locker door opened, a gust of air blowing in. Peter breathed it in as if he had never breathed before. Flash looked down at him with an expression of amusement and distaste.
Look at you. Pathetic and sobbing like a baby. I would have left you inside but I couldn't risk getting suspended because of a prick like you
Flash jeered and went away.
Peter was still sobbing and breathing hard. But when he heard the bell and footsteps approaching, he pulled himself together, wiped his eyes and tried to breath normally. He quickly rushed out before he met Ned or MJ. He wasn't ready to face them yet. He was surprised to find Happy with the car parked in front of the gate. He had forgotten about his meeting with Mr.Stark. Peter plastered a fake smile and greeted Happy. Happy muttered something and motioned for him to get inside. Peter got inside and shut the door quickly. On his entire way to Stark tower, Peter couldn't help the memories of the falling building and the suffocation. The helplessness.
Suddenly , with a jolt, he realised that they had reached the Stark tower. Wow. He had been so muddled in his thoughts that he lost track of time.Peter got out of the car wordlessly and got into the lift. If Happy was concerned, he was pretty good at hiding it.
Peter found Tony working in his lab. He quickly plastered another fake smile. Hey Mr,Stark
he waved. Hey yorself kid. How was school?
It was good
Peter said slowly. He was finding it hard to breath, just thinking about it. Come on Peter. Don't lose it in front of Mr.Stark. He's going to think you are some pathetic baby
just like Flash.
Hey, pete. What are you thinking? Are you alright? Come on and give me a hand at re-installing new updates to your suit
Wha....? Oh, nothing. Let me look at it
Peter continued working alongside Tony, but his heart wasn't in it. His mind kept going back to Toomes. The building. The rubble. Peter's hands began shaking slightly. Breathing was becoming hard again. Tears were threatening to spill from his eyes.
Oh God, what am I going to do?
It had started out to be a pretty nice day for Peter. He had woken up, got ready and reached school on time. Even his schedule for the day seemed to be nice. Two Physics periods before interval and a Chemistry and Biology period after interval were enough to make Peter happy. Ned had been rambling about a new lego set he had assembled. MJ was throwing in sarcastic comments every second which meant that she appreciated their friendship a lot more that day. He even got an A in an English essay, which rarely happened.
He should have guessed that the day was going too smoothly. Should have guessed that there would be a gigantic obstacle at the end of the day. Should have remembered about Parker luck.
The bell rang and Peter got up to go to his last period. His phone flashed a message. It was from Tony. Hey, kid. Happy will pick you up from school. I have some new ideas about your suit. Also I need to talk about something.
Peter and Tony got a lot closer recently after Homecoming and the Vulture incident. Peter was allowed into Tony Stark's lab and they either worked on improving their suits or just plainly fooled around. But one thing was sure. Peter loved spending time with Tony,
Hurrying to get to his Spanish class, Peter didn't notice Flash standing in his way until he barged right into him. Flash fumbled and his bag fell to the floor spilling all the contents. Peter muttered a sorry and started picking up Flash's things. His spider senses were warning him. Something was wrong....
Peter realised too lately that Flash's fist was going to meet his face. The punch landed on his face with a sickening crunch. Peter's nose started bleeding. Flash's hands pulled his shirt up, pulling him along the process.
I had a bad day and you had to make it worse, eh Parker? Making me spill my things. Making me late for my class. guess what? I'm going to make you late for your class too. So late that by the time you reach the class, the entire period will be over.
Flash whispered in a soft malicious voice. Before Peter could understand what was going on, he was shoved roughly into one of the lockers. He gave a small yelp of pain as his elbow hit something. Flash closed the locker with a bang and went away.
Peter was left alone and scared as he stayed there. Help! Somebody!! I am stuck here! HELP,PLEASE! HELP!!
Peter shouted till his voice became hoarse. As Parker luck would have it, nobody seemed to be around. His hands became sore with all the pounding. He suddenly remembered that he had his phone. Ned! He would call Ned. He will help him. But when Peter took out his phone, all he had to look at was a black screen. His phone had run out of charge. Peter cursed under his breath. A few minutes passed and Peter's thoughts began wandering. They wandered to his parents, to his Uncle Ben, to his Uncle's blood on his hands. Then they wandered to May. How she worked triple shifts just to make him happy and accomodate his needs. The guilt was overwhelming.
It was becoming really hard to breath. The small locker space was suffocating him. His breathe came out in soft, short gasps. He was trying really hard not to cry.
The enclosed space brought back memories of Toomes. He remembered how the building had crashed down on him, burying him with concrete and bricks. He had struggled to breath. Every single part of him was feeling trapped. His spidey senses were going haywire.
Thinking about Toomes was not helping now. Peter was sobbing. He couldn't breathe.His entire body was shaking. Just when he thought he might pass out , the locker door opened, a gust of air blowing in. Peter breathed it in as if he had never breathed before. Flash looked down at him with an expression of amusement and distaste.
Look at you. Pathetic and sobbing like a baby. I would have left you inside but I couldn't risk getting suspended because of a prick like you
Flash jeered and went away.
Peter was still sobbing and breathing hard. But when he heard the bell and footsteps approaching, he pulled himself together, wiped his eyes and tried to breath normally. He quickly rushed out before he met Ned or MJ. He wasn't ready to face them yet. He was surprised to find Happy with the car parked in front of the gate. He had forgotten about his meeting with Mr.Stark. Peter plastered a fake smile and greeted Happy. Happy muttered something and motioned for him to get inside. Peter got inside and shut the door quickly. On his entire way to Stark tower, Peter couldn't help the memories of the falling building and the suffocation. The helplessness.
Suddenly , with a jolt, he realised that they had reached the Stark tower. Wow. He had been so muddled in his thoughts that he lost track of time.Peter got out of the car wordlessly and got into the lift. If Happy was concerned, he was pretty good at hiding it.
Peter found Tony working in his lab. He quickly plastered another fake smile. Hey Mr,Stark
he waved. Hey yorself kid. How was school?
It was good
Peter said slowly. He was finding it hard to breath, just thinking about it. Come on Peter. Don't lose it in front of Mr.Stark. He's going to think you are some pathetic baby
just like Flash.
Hey, pete. What are you thinking? Are you alright? Come on and give me a hand at re-installing new updates to your suit
Wha....? Oh, nothing. Let me look at it
Peter continued working alongside Tony, but his heart wasn't in it. His mind kept going back to Toomes. The building. The rubble. Peter's hands began shaking slightly. Breathing was becoming hard again. Tears were threatening to spill from his eyes. Oh God, what am I going to do?