Save Me

Chapter 10

Two words.

Absolute torture.

It was like a living hell for Peter. They were only 5 minutes in to playing a version basketball and he was dying. He wasn't even in.

"Penis Parker!"

Oh, shit. Flash got out.

"Why don't you get off your ass and come join me in a 1v1 match?"

"Why should I?" Being trapped for so long may have changed his attitude a bit.

"Don't be a baby and come out here to play."

Peter growled. His HYDRA, semi-assassin side was showing. He stood up and grabbed a basketball. He threw it at Flash.

"Fine."

Five minutes into the game and Peter was dying all over again. Oh! And also, everyone else stopped playing just to watch their match.

It was 1-0 in Flash's favor. Peter blamed him losing on the heat.

They were about to start another round but Peter stopped.

"C'mon, Parker!" Flash groaned.

"Fuck it." He pulled off the right glove. Then the left. Then the sweatshirt. His metal arm was exposed. Thankfully, the star was hidden by the short sleeved shirt.

Everyone stopped talking and stared.

"Yeah! I have a metal arm, get over it!" He yelled. "And yes! I can hear what you guys are whispering about! Yes, my aunt died! Yes, I got adopted! Yes, I spent a semester in Italy! And yes! This metal arm was designed by Tony freaking Stark because he adopted me! Any other questions?" Everyone was silent. "No? Got it." He threw the ball to Flash.

The game started up again. They decided to do first to 3 hoops made, ignoring the actual way to play basketball. After all, this was a friendly no rules game.

It was 2-2. Peter had the ball. He shot and he scored.

"It's that metal arm! You cheated!" Flash accused.

"How'd I cheat? My dominant arm is my right. My metal arm is my left. You wanna know I beat you without a metal arm?"

He took the ball in his right hand, putting his metal arm behind his back. He stood at the free-throw line and aimed.

He shot and scored again.

The whistle blew.

"Everyone! Go to the locker rooms and change. There's AC in there. First period is almost over." The coach, who had been basically in the locker rooms the whole time, said.

Peter grabbed his sweatshirt and gloves an made his way to the locker room, ignoring what everyone was saying. He grabbed his jeans and put them on first. Then he pulled off his shirt.

All the guys around him saw the red star.

"Woaaah! What? You trying to be a villain just like the Winter Soldier?" A random guy snickered.

"He's not a villain." Peter grit out. He clenched the shirt in his hand, trying not to punch something or someone.

"And how would you know? Cus Tony Stark adopted you and you know all the Avengers? Do you know Captain America, Black Widow, Hawkeye, Thor, Hulk, Scarlet Witch, Vision, Falcon and War Machine? Or that punk that let himself be kidnapped, Spider-Man?"

Peter absolutely lost it. He dropped the shirt and stormed over to the guy.

"Yeah, I know them. I know them all. I'll do you one better. I'm Spider-Man. I'm the punk that let himself get kidnapped."

"Ha! As if! Tiny Peter Parker isn't Spider-Man! I think you may've gone crazy in Italy."

"And, Winter Soldier isn't a villain. He's a hero. He's my hero. Also Loki. They're my two best friends!" Peter stormed back to his locker and finished getting changed. He looked around and noticed that all the other guys had cleared the room out when Peter stormed over to him. He walked into the hallway and grabbed his phone. He speed dialed Bucky.

He stood in the back of the hallway and waited for the bell to ring. It was still a couple minutes until it rang.

"Peter?"

"Bucky." He whimpered and slid down to the floor.

Ned an MJ walked over to him. Ned grabbed the phone from Peter and checked called ID.

"Hi, Mr. Barnes? It's Ned, Peter's best friend."

"Is Peter okay?"

"Yeah, but, uh, he just had a panic attack? I dunno what to call it. He just started yelling at some guy. And in the gym he yelled to the whole class that his aunt died, that Tony adopted him, and that he has a metal arm and that he went to Italy."

The line went silence but Ned could kinda hear him yell, "Loki! Get your nicest casual clothes! You gotta go to Pete's school!"

"What class does he have next? And what room is it in?"

"Same as me. Chemistry in B210"

"Take him to his class, will ya?"

"Uh, sure."

The bell finally rang.

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About 20 minutes into the chemistry class, the door opened. It was a guy with dark long hair, pulled back into a ponytail. He was wearing a white buttoned up shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, tucked into some black jeans. He walked up to the teacher, whispered some words into her ear then walked over to Peter's desk. The whole class watched.

"Peter." He whispered, but it was no use. Everyone was quiet so everyone could hear.

Peter looked up from his text book. "Loki?"

"C'mon. Get up. Grab your stuff."

"Where are we going?" Peter questioned but at the same time was packing his stuff.

"Nowhere." He said as they walked out of the classroom.

Once they were in an empty hallway, Loki leaned against the wall.

"Tell me." The god ordered.

"Tell you what?"

"Your friend, Ned, talked to James. He said you had somewhat of a panic attack. Now, tell me the whole story. I won't judge."

"We were in gym, I had on my gym uniform and the gloves that Bucky gave me. But the AC apparently broke before break and they hadn't fixed it. I was in a living hell. I was melting but Flash, some random-ass kid, decided to challenge me. We were playing and I had to take off my sweatshirt and the gloves cause I was actually melting. Everyone stared and I broke? Then in the locker room, some guy saw the star and said I was trying to be like the Winter Soldier. He kept messing with me and I lost it again. I didn't hurt anyone, I swear."

"Peter, it's your first day back. It's fine to be a bit, how should I say, on guard? You were defending yourself. It's normal. But, maybe next time don't yell as much. If you wanna yell, yell at me. Or James, or Anthony, or Steven. Just someone that understands why. Okay?"

"Okay. Thanks Uncle Loki." Peter smiled.

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a/n

word count: 1133, without this a/n

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