Spider-Man One Shots

a cry for help

Peter slowly pressed one.

" We will be with you as soon as possible. We care about you."

Elevator music played in the background for a minute.

"Hi, my name is Navy, are you okay?" A lady picked up the phone. Her voice was calm and caring.

Peter tried pulling himself together.

"H-hi, my name is P-Peter." His voice still came out wobbly.

"Hi Peter. Can I ask why you called? How are you doing."

"I- I want to kill myself. But I can't. I know I can't, so I- I called." Peter said, fighting tears.

"Okay Peter, where are you right now?"

"I'm- I'm on my bathroom floor."

"Peter is anyone else home?"

"No."

"Are you hurt?"

Peter looked down at his arms. He thought about lying, but what was the point now.

"I... I cut myself a lot. On my upper arm. I'm bleeding. I have a bottle- a-a bottle of pills laying next to me. I didn't take any though."

"Peter, can I come to your house?" Navy asked, concern masked by her soothing voice.

"Please. Just don't tell anyone else where I live."

"Okay, can you tell me your address? Stay on the line."

"I'm... I'm on the top floor of Stark Tower."
Peter said.

Navy paused, " Are you telling the truth Peter. I believe you but I need to know for sure."

"Yes, I'm telling the truth." Peter said. His voice was tired and slow now.

" Okay Peter, stay on the line, I'm going to be there in a few minutes okay? I'm going to bring a doctor too okay?"

Peter nodded and bc said, "okay."

Peter slept pressed a button on the wall, "Janine, it's Peter, there's going to be a lady accompanied by one or two others, requesting panicking to the penthouse level. She'll go by the name Navy. Please let her up with no problems."

He let go of the button waiting for a response.

"Okay Peter, is everything okay?" Janine answered.

"Yep, it's all good. Just a minor hiccup, nothing to worry about."

A minute later a young lady with brown hair and deep set eyes was in front of Peter with a doctor, with a big bag of things.

They had knocked on the door, then opened it after Peter answered weakly.

"Peter? Peter, I'm here for you."

Peter nodded.

She was now having a hard time holding the horror from her eyes as she saw the blood.

The nurse quickly introduced herself and started cleaning andwrapping Peters arms.
Navy started taking through everything with Peter.

An hour later Peter was on the couch, the nurse helping him drink water, as he and Navy talked.

This is when Tony showed up.

" Peter I'm hooo oh... Um hello, what's going on?" He said noticing Navy.

His eyes traveled over to Peter, who want looking his hottest. His shirt was very blood stained, he looked a bit sick, his eyes were puffy and red, and his arm was bandaged.

"Peter, why are you so bloody?" Tony sounded concerned.

"Dad." Peters eyes welled up with tears.

He got up and wobbled towards Tony, because he was still light headed from the blood lose.

He fell into Tony's arm and started crying.

"Woah, buddy, tell me what happened. You're scaring me."

Navy looked towards Peter, "Peter do you want me to tell him what happened?"

Peter nodded, still crying, holding on to Tony.

"Peter called me, on the suicide hotline. He called crying, on the bathroom floor. I came over with medical support. We found him in the bathroom, arms cut, crying, with a bottle of pills in a pool off blood on the floor. We've been talking to him for an hour or so now."

Tony was shocked.
"Petey, I love you. What's going on? Why are you hurting baby?"

Peter just cried into Tony's arms.

"Y-you saved me from k-killing myself."

A/N: Hey sorry this was a very sad and serious story. Sometimes we needed to be reminded that we're loved, so here I am.

I'm aways willing to talk, and I love you all :)

A teacher of mine at the beginning of the year told us all to put the suicide hotline in our phones as a contact, and I'm asking you to do the same. If not for you, for someone else.

The number to put in is: 1-800-273-8255

Again, of it isn't for you, it's always good to know the number for someone else if you ever see someone with suicidal symptoms.

Remember, we're all in this together, we've got to help each other out. ♥️

Later my Gators 🐊