- at school the following Monday -
*Peter pov*
"It's so cool dude! It's a 10,000-piece death star it's gonna be huge" Ned was rambling on about his latest Lego Star Wars set, but for once, I didn't seem to care as much. My brain was preoccupied with thoughts about last Friday night. About y/n. I was so stupid. How could I have just left her there. I really hoped she was okay. I should've at least call her to check. I couldn't concentrate with Ned droning on in my ear.
"So do you want to come over tonight to build it."
"Yes sure"
I shut my locker and I jumped as a bruised y/n stood where my locker door once was.
"Hey jerk"
She had a massive purply blue bruise with dried blood streaking across it.
"Oh my god y/n are you ok what happened I'm so sorry" my heart was pounding in my chest "that was such a crappy thing of me to do."
I knew I should stop to let her say something "I should've made sure you were ok and..." I kept rambling on. Why couldn't I shut up. "But why were you there you would've been so much safer at home. You can't defend yourself".
I stopped immediately.
Shit. That was not the thing to say.
Why did I say that? Y/n's expression did not change but I could see some hurt behind her eyes. Some anger.
"y/n I'm sorry I didn't mean..."
I trailed off as she reached into her pocket. I saw her draw something from her pocket. y/n pulled out a make up wipe and rubbed her face with it. I stared confused, and dumbfounded. As she pulled it away from her face, I could just about see some faint smears of red, blue and purple where the bruise had once been.
"you bi- "I started.
"Now you know how it feels, jerk" you replied. You turned and walked off.
I didn't know whether to be mad or, or watch her in awe. It was such a cruel thing for her to do but there was still, still an adorability about it. I opened my mouth to say something as I realized the amount of effort she clearly put in just to make me feel guilty. But I decided to keep quiet. I shut my mouth and smirked. To be fair, I did deserve it.
*y/n pov*
- flashback to last Friday night -
"Oh crap"
"Are you kidding me y/n! Srsly? I've been looking for you all night. I was just about to call the police for fucks sake."
The figure embraced you in his arms.
"Sorry buck" you hugged him back.
"Where were you?"
"I, I was, I was with this guy." You stuttered, debating whether to tell him or not. "And there was a gunshot"
"a gunshot?!"
"Yes, but not towards us, not near us. But his guy, he, he sprinted. He left me. But I was fine. I mean I am fine."
"Sounds like a douche. Make sure you get back at him. Really good."
"I will. I have some ideas." You smirked.
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Peter Parker + y/n
Hayran KurguIn this story, read as y/n's problems start with parties and drama with friends, then become much more serious, but return to just being problems with friends again.