I'm in math class rn so this is like rushed and short, n there'll probably be a part 3 later oh shit gotta go to lunch bye, here you go

Peter's eyes snap open when he hears the door open again. He scrambles backward away from the door, glaring at Blake as he enters. Blake simply smiles and closes the door behind him.

"If you're going to try to convince me I'm crazy again, it's not gonna work." He growls. Blake shakes his head. "Peter, you know we don't use that word here. You're ill, not 'crazy'." He says gently

Peter rolls his eyes and huffs, ignoring his panic. Mister Stark would find him any day now. He knows it. Blake doesn't react. He only sits down on the white cot Peter had been on before.

Peter refuses to think of it as his bed. His bed was - well his beds were at his small apartment with May and in the tower on Mister Stark's floor. He continues to glare at the doctor.

"Can you tell me where you think your aunt and uncle are?" Blake asks slowly. Peter frowns. "Ben's dead and May is at our apartment." He snaps. Blake smiles sadly. "Peter, your aunt and uncle both died two years ago." He explains.

Peter's face forms into a scowl. "My aunt is alive!" He snarls. Blake sighs and pulls his phone from one of his many pockets. "Then what is this, Peter?" He asks softly, showing Peter a picture.

Peter's eyes widen and for the first time he wonders if he really is crazy. Because that is a picture of his aunt's grave right next to what he knows is his parents' and uncle's.

His mouth drops open and pure fear rushes through him. Then he sees it for what it really is. "Photoshop. That's fake." He snaps. Blake sighs and Peter can see concealed agitation in the doctor's eyes.

Blake hides it well with a small smile and Peter suddenly hears something that makes him smile. Their heartbeats. His was wild and fast while the doctor's was steady and calm.

Peter grins happily and yanks at the straightjacket again. It tears at the seams and it's suddenly a heap on the ground. Blake stands up with wide eyes. "Nurses!" He cries. Peter snarls and lunges at the man, shoving him into the padded wall. Blake seems mostly calm, but his heartbeat proves that's false.

Two women rush in and one is holding a syringe. Peter's eyes widen and he scrambles back. "Get away from me!" He cries as they advance toward him. Why hadn't Mister Stark found him yet?

What if he really was crazy? What if he was attacking a doctor that genuinely wanted to help him. Tears start streaming down his face and he chokes on a sob. His life was very unbelievable.

He was crazy! He crumpled to the ground crying and lets the woman inject something in his arm. He falls onto his back, his eyes falling closed. If his life wasn't real, he didn't care. He wants it back.

"It seems he's starting to believe us. It won't be long before he's broken." Blake says, glancing at the unconscious boy. The 'nurses' nod with similar smiles. "I wonder how Stark will react to his broken child."