Trapped- a Marvel fanfiction

Another useless promise

I sat slumped on the couch is the crowded living room. Trice bought me to some random house and right when we got here, she disappeared. It was probably my fault, I should have stuck with her, but she didn't answered her phone so I started walking around and... soon enough I was drunk and slumped on a couch, watching two boys fight. It was really loud in here and I almost had a sensory overload several times, with yelling, music, movement, and alcohol.
"FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!"
I winced out how loud they were chanting that. I stood up, swaying and stumbling, and made my way towards a bathroom. When I got in I locked the door and instantly collapsed to the ground, vomiting into the toilet.
Finally, I finish. My head is pounding and my throat is sore. I still hear loud movie from outside and leaning with my back against the wall, I cover my ears tight with my hands. I squeeze my eyes shut and try to drown out everything.
Pain pain pain pain pain pain...
I hear more yelling and tears start falling down my cheeks. I feel my breathing quicken. Not now not now not now! Fuck.... I gasp for air as tears stream down my cheeks and I tremble. My shirt feels rough against my skin and I try to make myself as small as possible.
Ring
Ring
As my phone rings it makes my head hurt worse and I throw me phone across the bathroom, flinching at the bang as it hits the wall. Someone knocks on the door and I don't answer.
Tears
Breath
Tears
Too loud
Too bright
Tears
Too rough
Not now
BREATH
Stop knocking
I was a spiral of thoughts and I couldn't focus on one.
Whoever was at the door tried to open it and failed since it's locked. I faintly heard my name. My phone keeps ringing and finally I grab it and accept the call. I hear someone talking in the other side but I don't know what they're saying.
"Ash!!" It's Trice.
I take a deep shaky breath, trying to calm myself down. I wipe my tears and uncover my ears.
"Y-yeah...?"
"Can you open the bathroom door? I know it's you in there."
I hesitate then stand up long enough to unlock the door backs sitting down again on the floor. Trice immediately opens the door and comes to me, kneeling in front of me.
"Are you okay?" Trice asks, slightly panicked.
I nod shakily and Trice helps me to stand. "Y-yeah just a sensory overload... s-since I have heightened senses I-it's hard in l-loud places..."
Trice smiles and nods. I catch myself in the mirror, my hair is messy and my eyes are bloodshot. I look tired and drunk, which I guess is true.
"Y-you... where were you...?" I ask.
"I'm so sorry for leaving you, I thought you were behind me and I went to go talk to someone... I couldn't find you after... you should've stayed behind me."
Trice helps me walk out of the bathroom and it's still loud but clearly the party is ending so it's not too bad. I stay close to Trice.
. . .
I stumble out of the elevator, immediately seeing Natasha, Tony and Steve sitting in the towers living room, angry looks on their face.
"Where the actual fuck were you?!" Tony yells.
"Shit... I forgot to text yall..." I mumble.
"You think?! You said you would be back in two hours or less, where were you?!"
"I... met someone..."
"Who?" Natasha, Tony, and Steve and at the same time.
"She bought me a drink and... invited me to a party... I lost track of time..."
"And got drunk." Steve finishes before leaving the room, sighing.
Natasha's and Tony's glare pierces me.
"Go to sleep, now. We'll talk about this later." Tony states and I walk to my room.
I collapse in the bed, too tired to do much else. Pretty soon, I fall into a deep sleep.
. . .
Beep, beep, beep, beep. I grab my phone and turn it off, I forgot I had to go to school today. I groan and stay laying in bed for a moment before I finally sit up. I grab my phone and turn my alarm off all the way, yawning. I see a text from Trice.

☕️Trice☕️
Hey Ash, I hope you're feeling better. Up for another Starbucks run? 😁
I think for a moment before responding. She had texted me about thirty minutes ago.
Me
Sure, what time?
☕️Trice☕️
How about 4:00? I gotta go school lol
Me
That's perfect, see you then!

I turned my phone off and went into the bathroom to brush my hair and teeth. Afterwards I wash my face and then walk to my closet, picking out clothes. I put on a white graphic tee, black jeans, a black denim jacket, and white air forces. I pull my hair into a ponytail before grabbing my phone and backpack.
This is my first day of school but not everyone else's. They started about two months ago but Tony didn't think I was ready so we waited.
I walk down to the living room, Peter is on his phone in the corner of the room, when I enter the room her doesn't look up. It's clear he's texting someone. Tony and Steve are talking while drinking coffee and Natasha was eating toast. Pepper was sitting down at the coffee table talking to Bruce. I walk to the counter and grab pop tart. Tony gestures for me to cover over and I do.
"So... about yesterday..." Tony starts, "I know how you want to party and fit in with the cool kids, but getting drunk isn't the way to-"
"Tony," I cut him off. "It wasn't... to fit in or whatever, I want sticking with the girl- Trice who brought me to the party and I got separated from her. I didn't know the punch was spiked. That's it."
"Oh. Still though, you need to be more careful. I understand it was an accident but you need to understand that technically, what you just did is illegal. You're only 16."
"I know Tony, but don't act like you didn't do that at my age on purpose."
"I want you to be better than me."
I roll my eyes. "Don't get your hopes up."
I sling my back pack over my shoulder and start walking to the elevator. Tony lets me go and when Peter sees I'm leaving he says goodbye before following suit. The elevator die to the bottom embellish is awkward. Me, eating my pop tart, and Peter just waiting for the elevator to stop.
"So... we haven't really talked in a while." I try to break the silence after finishing my pop tart.
"A year." Peter says. "We haven't talked seriously for a year. Why are you avoiding me?"
"I'm not... every time I talk to you, you try to bring up... that night."
"And what's wrong with that?"
"I'm just... I'm not ready to explain myself yet."
"I thought you wanted to kiss me... was I wrong?"
"No just... I didn't want to get close to you." I sigh.
"Why?"
I don't answer, I can't... I can't tell him it's because I'm afraid Hydra will kill him. It's a stupid fear, Hydra hasn't messed with me since the Avengers took me in.
The elevator stops and we walk outside the tower, getting into a car with Happy as the driver. The divider is already up when we start driving.
"You know... I've lost people too. My uncle, my parents, and... my aunt. My aunt died only five months before you came." Peter breaks the silence but doesn't look at me as he speaks. "I know you've been through a lot, and I'm not downgrading any of whats happened to you but everyone dies at some point, and it's stupid to live in fear of that."
"I'm not afraid-" I start before Peter cuts me off.
"Don't lie. I saw how you were when you first came here, shut off, not opening up at all. I know you had no one, and I see how whoever someone try's to town to you, you shut them down. Im pretty smart, I can put two and two together."
That makes me silent. It takes a while of silence for me to speak.
"I just don't want you to die..." My voice is small. I hate how weak I sound.
"I'm not going to die. I won't."
I look up to see him staring at me. His chocolate doe eyes looking into mine.
"Promise...?"
Promises never work out, at least not in my situation but right now, that's all I can ask for.
"I promise, I won't die on you."

A/N
Peters aunt died during Homecoming in this book, I had to figure out a way to make it to where Peter lived with the Avengers full time but I hated killing Aunt May.