'Why had they shot her? Why had they shot aunt May?'

This was the second day since the accident. I stayed over in the hospital, afraid to leave her. One of the doctors had brought me some bread and a bottle of water. Probably knowing I wouldn't get something to eat and drink myself if it meant leaving my aunt. Yesterday I wasn't allowed to go in, only to watch the doctors go in and out of her room with pained faces. This morning the doctor told me I could go in and see her, but the shot wounds had left her in a coma.

I move the blanket a little to reveal my aunts hand. I take her hand in mine. This is my fault. I should've been there. 'I failed you aunt May.' I whisper. 'I'm sorry aunt May. I'm really sorry'.

Yesterday around twelve o'clock

'Peter? Peter where are you?' Aunt May just came home from work, Peter and her would go out for lunch today as she was finished early this Saturday.

'Peter?' Aunt May tries again. While she is walking up the stairs. She slowly opens the door to Peter's bedroom and there he is. Still sleeping.

'Peter!' She says one last time, and her nephew finally shocks awake and falls out of his bed with a grunt. Aunt May knows she should be angry he didn't get up at a normal hour but seeing her nephew like that she just couldn't.

'Whaa what time is it?' Peter grunts.

'It's almost twelve o'clock. You promised me we would go out for lunch together!' Aunt May says while folding her arms.

Peter looks at her confused for a second then the realization hit him. 'Yeah? Yes. Yes I did. I'm so sorry aunt May, I'll be downstairs in couple of minutes.'

'You better be Peter.' Aunt May says in a jokingly but threatening way as she walks out of his room again and closed the door.

She wasn't that surprised he was still sleeping actually. Aunt May heard Peter come home around 4 o'clock this morning. She found out a week ago he was sneaking out a couple of times at night. It worried her especially because he sometimes came back with bruises. She had no idea where he was or what he was doing at that time of night and she worried. She hadn't talked to Peter yet. But he lost his girlfriend not too long ago and she would give him some space. Yet she knew they would have to talk if he kept sneaking out at night. 'If only uncle Ben was here, he would know what to do.' Aunt May sadly thinks.

'I'm ready to go aunt May.' Peter's voice snaps aunt May from her thoughts.

As they were walking home again, after their lunch, or in Peter's case brunch, some sirens were heard in the distance. Aunt May didn't really notice it though. In a city like New York there were always sirens. Peter however did.

'Aunt May, I totally forgot that I promised a friend of mine to help him with his homework.' Peter says. 'Would you mind if I go to him right now? He doesn't live that far away.'

'That's alright, I was thinking of going to the grocery shop anyways before going home. But I want you to be home at 7 o'clock.'

'Yes I will, thank you aunt May.' Peter says as he waves and runs away.

Aunt May knew she had to walk through a more dangerous part of New York. But she thought it wouldn't be a problem. She couldn't live in fear because of what happened to Ben. Besides, Peter was kind of a loner and she was glad to hear he made a new friend.

As aunt may was walking towards the small grocery shop she heard a scream. She stopped in her tracks and turned her head towards the alley she the noise from.

There was a black van in the alley with a man, leaning against it. He took out his cigarette and aunt May was close enough to hear him say. 'Use the f*cking spray and get her in the car.' The man was looking at something behind the van and hadn't noticed aunt May. There were a lot more noises and muffed screams coming from behind the van then it became quiet.

Aunt May shakenly took out her phone to dial the police, but the man with the cigarette noticed her.

'FUCK!' he said as he threw down his cigarette.

'What is it?'. His partner in crime said as he came from behind the van. He noticed aunt May too. 'What the hell do we do now?'

'Give me your gun.'

'You just gonna shoot her?'

'You got a better idea? JUST GIVE ME THE GODDAMN GUN!'

Aunt May tried to run away with the phone to her ear. '911, what is your emergency?' Then there was a huge BANG.

Back to the present

'Peter.' A nurse says as she walks in. 'There is someone here to see you.' As I look up a see a person with a map and a pen in his hand standing in the doorway. I take another glance at my aunt, then slowly release her hand as I stand up and walk out of the room.

'Peter Parker, right?'

I nod. Not really caring to look at the person in front of me.

'My name is Ronald, one of the nurses called me. I'm really sorry for what happened. You are sixteen, right?'

I nod again.

'As hard as this is, May parker is in a coma and as long as you aren't 18 yet, you can't stay at home alone. Do you have any relatives?'

I sigh. 'No.'

'Any friends who could take you in?'

I shake my head. 'No.'

'Maybe a coworker of May Parker? A neighbor? Or maybe..'

'There is no-one.' I cut him off, looking to the ground. It is true. Aunt May doesn't have a lot of friends since she is normally always working to pay the bills. Neither do I. Gwen was pretty much my only friend in school but since she died a few months back I haven't really talked to anyone else in school.

'I know about a foster home not too far away that could take you in. At least, until…' He stops for a moment. 'Until we have more information regarding May Parker.'

I nod. Not really knowing what to say.

'I think it would be best if I brought you there now. You've been in the hospital way too long. We'll stop by your house so you can gather your stuff.' Ronald stands up walking a few steps forward, but notices I'm not following and turns around again.

'Peter. There is not much you can do for her right now. Also, May wouldn't want you to keep waiting in the hospital.'

For the first time I actually look at Ronald's face instead of the ground or the door of my aunts hospital room.

'It'll be okay Peter. I promise.'