"No." He said slowly. "But we were messing around about it, and it's not a big deal-"
"Not a big deal?!" Mj cried. "Oh my gosh, Peter, not a big deal?! It's a freakin huge deal! You don't talk about being shot likes its a, a normal thing!"
Ned was nodding, agreeing with Mj. Peter played with his fingers, feeling like he's being scolded.
"You were talking about it like that, too. . ."
"That's because I'm freaking terrified of it! It hurt, Peter! It was scary! I'm barely sixteen and I thought I was gonna die! I thought that was it!" Tears sprung to Mj's eyes as Ned sat down next to her on her bed, staring sadly at Peter. "I thought I'd never see Betty again, or Cindy, or Abe, hell, even Flash! I thought I'd never see Ned again, or, or- or YOU."
Mj started sobbing while Peter stared in shock and surprise.
"You never talk to us, dude." Tears were silent sliding down Ned's cheek, and his voice sounded tight and wobbly. "You think you're protecting us by not telling us, but it really makes us worry."
"I. . .I'm sorry, I-" Peter dropped into silence. Ned opened his arms for a hug, and Peter stepped forward to embrace him, because he wanted to, he really wanted to, but he stopped because. . .
He didn't deserve it.
Peter never felt worth anything, which he knew that most people didn't think that way and he really just needed a therapist to break him out of his way of thinking.
But this time, he truly felt he didn't deserve it.
'I've been. . .a terrible. . .friend.'
Peter turned away, and left the room, his heart twisting in pain as he rejected Ned's waiting arms.
"Pet. . .er?" Ned called out, his soft, trembling voice breaking Peter's heart more as Mj's sobbing became louder.
Peter can't be their friend, not until he stopped lying about his uncle.
He had to protect them, from himself.
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It's only been five days since Norman learned that Peter Parker was Spider-Man, or at least, most likely is.
Ever since he's learned of the vigilante's identity, he'd been feeling unhinged. Norman has been called crazy before, but he truly felt like he deserved the title with how he's been feeling.
He hasn't been able to sleep, knowing the key to everything was only a few rooms away. He couldn't eat knowing the last ingredient was right across the table from him. All Norman seemed to be able to do was pace and plan.
One afternoon, he'd worked himself into such a fit he was pacing his room in circles, ripping out clumps of hair, murmuring, "Peter, Peter. . .Spider-Man, the key, Peter. . ." over and over. He didn't even realize what he was doing until Harry walked in with an annoying query about dinner or something.
Whenever the boy leaves the house, Norman sends drones to follow him, watching his every move.
All Norman needed was proof that Peter was Spider-Man, and then everything will be ready. . .He just needed to know for sure.
If Norman happened to be wrong, and he had still taken Peter, then he'd have to kill the boy, and that'd make Norman sad, because he is a sweet boy. . .yes, it'd make Norman very sad, so Norman has to be patient, yes yes, patient. . .patient. . .
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Peter was currently in the Avengers' Tower, more specifically, in the elevator. He had sent a text to Mr. Stark that he was coming, and though he hadn't received a response yet, he figured it would be fine.

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