Requested by ghostwriter3456: Y/N is forced by Peter's enemy to break up with him. This leaves him heartbroken, so when she calls him the next day, he ignores it, until he gets sent a video of Y/N beaten up and unconscious. He saves her, but when she wakes up, she has no recollection of Peter, and thinks that she's with Brad, which he plays into.

Peter stared at me with wide eyes, his mouth hanging open as we both looked at each other with tear-filled gazes. I bit my lip so harshly that I could taste blood, everything in me fucking breaking at the fact that I was having to do this as his eyes wavered.

"I-I...I don't understand, I thought that we were happy, I thought that we were okay." He choked and shook his head.

"We were, Pete-."

"Then why are you breaking up with me?!" He cried, my heart breaking more with every tear that marked my now ex-boyfriend's perfect face. I bit my lip and returned his head shake, my mind trying to come up with any plausible lie that would protect the boy from the truth.

"I've been feeling this way for a while now, Peter. I'm not happy with you anymore. I don't l-." My eyes wavered again, my heart in my throat almost suffocating me as every part of me tried to stop what I was about to say from leaving my lips. But I had to say it. To keep Peter safe, I had to say it. No matter how much it would hurt.

"I don't love you anymore." I eventually forced the lie out, though each word tasted vile and sickly as I uttered them. Peter's eyes wavered again, his mouth closing again as he nodded.

"Wow. So, just like that, you've suddenly fallen out of love with me? Fuck me, I wish that it would be that easy for me." He choked and shook his head before pushing off from my open front door.

"Peter, please!" I yelled after him as he took off down the hallway of my apartment building, and away from my apartment. I choked and let my eyes flutter shut, my teeth still harshly gnawing on the skin of my lip as the heartbreak started to let in the stabbing pain that had been in my back for that whole conversation.

"Good. Now, shut the door, slowly." He mumbled into my ear. I gulped and stepped back into my apartment before shutting the door, the tip of his knife still in my back as he held me close to him.

"There, I did what you asked. Now you've got to promise me that Peter and his aunt will be safe." I whispered.

"I promise. But I can't promise the same for you." He chuckled. My eyes widened, and before I knew what was happening, something harshly slammed into the back of my head. I yelped out as the impact made me fall to the floor, my eyes involuntarily fluttering shut as the blow knocked me into unconsciousness.

Peter's P.O.V

Peter sat at the group's usual table in the cafeteria, his entire body numb and his eyes still sore from crying as he just stared ahead. Everything hurt so much, and yet was numb at the same time. Peter wasn't sure how that was even possible. But yet, it was. He finally knew what a broken heart felt like.

"Hey, loser." He flicked his eyes up, his lips not even curling into his usual smile as MJ and Ned got to the table, and sat down opposite him. Their eyebrows furrowed as they saw the boy's state.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" MJ scoffed. Peter gulped as his eyes wavered.

"Y/N broke up with me yesterday." He admitted quietly. His best friends' eyes widened, and they looked at each other.

"What?!" Ned exclaimed.

"That's so out of the blue, shit." MJ gulped.

"I know." Peter choked and shook his head as he looked down. After all, before yesterday, him and Y/N had been dating for a year, and he knew that they were it for each other. Or at least...he thought that they'd been it for each other. Which he was clearly wrong about, given the fact that Y/N had broken up with him because she apparently didn't love him anymore. Her words had fucking broken his heart, and he wasn't sure yet how he was going to move past this. Though, the fact that Y/N hadn't shown up to school that morning was a good enough start.

"Did she say why she was ending it?" Ned asked. Peter sniffed and nodded, his jaw clenching as he continued to stare down at his hands.

"Yeah, she, um...she said that she didn't love me anymore." He mumbled as he finally tore his gaze back up to his friends. Their eyes widened.

"Pete, that really doesn't sound like Y/N." MJ shook her head.

"Well, it's what happened, MJ. I don't know what else to tell you." Peter choked, making her sigh as his phone started to ring. He looked down at it, his eyes wavering as Y/N's beautiful smiling face appeared on his screen as she called him.

"Speak of the devil." He mumbled before declining the call.

"Maybe you should have accepted it, dude. Maybe this is something that you two can work through." Ned nodded.

"Guys, look. I love you, and I really appreciate you trying to be positive for me, but you weren't there yesterday. There was something about the way that Y/N said all of it, a finality to it. We're over. It's what she wanted, so we're over." He choked, more tears leaving his eyes as they wavered. But then, his phone buzzed again. He looked down at it, his eyebrows furrowing as this time, it was a video text from Y/N.

"What the fuck?" Peter mumbled as he clicked on it to open it. His eyes widened, his heart plummeting violently to his feet as the video opened to show Y/N, unconscious and extremely beaten up as her body lay on the concrete floor of what looked to be an abandoned warehouse.

"Come get your girl, Pete. Come get her before it's too late." A voice chuckled before the camera turned to reveal The Vulture's face. Peter's eyes widened.

"Oh, shit." He gulped as he shot up from his seat and grabbed his backpack.

"What's wrong?" MJ scoffed.

"Y/N's in trouble, I've got to go!" Peter yelled before sprinting out of the cafeteria as quickly as he could.

Y/N's P.O.V

My eyes started to flutter, quiet groans and whimpers of pain leaving my lips as I started to wake up. I forced my eyes open, every inch of my body aching and hurting as I woke up for what felt like the first time in at least a few days. My eyebrows furrowed, my heart jumping in my chest as I appeared to be in a hospital room, several tubes coming out of my arms and connecting me to various machines around the bed as I lay there.

"What the fuck?" I gulped to myself as I desperately tried to remember how I had ended up here. But...I couldn't. I looked up as the door opened, a quiet sigh of relief leaving my lips as the familiar face that was MJ walked into the room.

"Oh, you're up. How are you feeling?" She asked as she rushed to my bed and sat down on it.

"Like shit. What the fuck happened?" I groaned. Her eyebrows furrowed.

"You don't remember what happened? Do you remember Peter saving you?" She asked. This time, it was my turn to furrow my eyebrows, my mind only filling with more questions by the second as my best friend spoke.

"MJ, who's Peter?" I scoffed. Her eyes widened, her lips parting as she stared at me.

"Dude, tell me that you're joking." She gulped.

"Why would I be joking? Who's this Peter guy, I don't know a Peter." I insisted as I shook my head. I knew that MJ wouldn't be mentioning this boy unless he was important to me, but I had zero recollection of whoever he was. The name didn't ring any bells, nor could I attach a face to it.

"Fuck." MJ mumbled, making me sigh as my gaze drifted past her and to the window of my room. My eyes widened, another wave of relief washing over me as I saw another familiar face

"Oh, thank god, Brad is here, get him to come in here." I nodded. MJ looked at me in confusion again.

"Y/N-why do you want to see Brad?" She scoffed and shook her head.

"Because he's my boyfriend, MJ. Why are you so confused?" I returned her scoff. She gulped and shook her head, my best friend's gaze becoming glassy as she stood back up from my bed.

"It's nothing. I'll go and get Brad for you." She nodded.

"Thank you." I replied, making her give me a small smile and gently squeeze my hand before heading to the door. I sighed and bit my lip, pure confusion in my head at how MJ had reacted to everything that I'd said to her just then. Was something wrong, and if it was, why wasn't she telling me? I didn't know. I watched through the window as MJ talked to Brad and the other boy who was standing out there, though I couldn't hear what they were saying. The curly-haired boy's eyes wavered, a tear leaving them at whatever MJ was saying as Brad smiled and opened the door.

"Brad, hey, I'm so glad to see you." I sighed in relief as he shut the door behind him.

"Hey, babe, how are you feeling?" He smiled as he sat down on my bed next to me, just like MJ had done moments before.

"I'm okay, better now that you're here. I'm so confused, MJ acted so weirdly at everything that I said." I gulped and shook my head.

"Well, it's okay, because I'm here now. And that's all that you need." He smiled again before leaning in and kissing me. I returned the kiss, though somewhat hesitantly as Brad's hand cupped my cheek. Because despite the fact that I knew that I was dating him...something felt wrong about the kiss. I couldn't put my finger on exactly what it was, but something just felt off. I pushed the thought to the back of my mind as Brad pulled away, making me give him a small smile as he leant in and hugged me instead. But I had to admit that even that, still didn't feel quite right.

Peter's P.O.V

Peter and MJ sat outside of Y/N's hospital room, his hands joined and his knee bouncing in anxiety as they waited for Y/N to wake up. When Peter had found her, she had been in a really bad state, and so the doctors had warned the pair to potentially expect some memory loss as a result of the trauma to her head. He couldn't bear to think about her hurting for longer than now, but all they could do was wait and see.

"I'm going to go in and check on her." MJ stated as she stood from her chair.

"Okay." Peter mumbled in return, a sigh leaving his lips as MJ opened the door before slipping into the room. Suddenly, Peter's Spidey-sense picked something up. His eyebrows furrowed and he looked up, his face immediately losing all emotion as he realised why his senses had been set off.

"Hey, Pete, what's up, dude?" Brad smirked as the asshole sauntered towards him.

"What the fuck are you doing here, Brad?" Peter spat as he stood up and turned to face him.

"Woah, maybe drop the tough boyfriend act. Because last time that I checked, you got dumped. Seems that Y/N finally came to her senses." Brad nodded. Peter clenched his jaw, everything in him wanting to swing for the smug cunt, but knowing that he couldn't. Brad had been after Y/N since Peter and her had started dating, and Peter had had to step in numerous times when Brad's friendly comments had crossed over the line into flirting. So, needless to say that Peter was less than happy to see him here at the hospital too. Suddenly, Y/N's door opened again, making both boys look at MJ as she slipped out and shut the door.

"What's happening, is she okay?" Peter gulped, his heart hurting purely at the thought of Y/N in pain. MJ gulped and timidly looked at Peter before flicking her eyes to Brad.

"Um...Y/N wants to see you...Brad." She nodded as she stuck her hands into the back pockets of her jeans. Peter's eyes wavered, his heart breaking all over again, and a tear leaving his eye at MJ's words as Brad's lips curled into a fucking smug smile.

"Sorry, Pete. Guess that she made her choice." He nodded, making Peter gulp and watch as Brad opened the door and headed into the room.

"MJ, something must be wrong, why would she want to see him, and not me?" He choked and shook his head as he raised his hand to point into the room.

"Peter, I'm about to tell you something, and it's going to be hard to hear, okay?" She nodded. Peter looked at his best friend, his heart already starting to thump more harshly in anxiety of what she'd say.

"Say it, please." He returned the nod. She sighed and gave him a sorry look.

"She doesn't remember you, Pete, at all. And...she thinks that she's dating Brad." She admitted. Peter's eyes widened, a choke leaving his lips as tears started to freely leave his eyes.

"What?! A-and you didn't correct her, you didn't say who I was?!" He cried.

"You know that the doctors said not to do that, they said that we need to let her believe that she believes until her real memories come back to her. I'm so sorry, Peter." MJ gulped and shook her head. Peter bit his lip in a weak attempt to stop more tears from falling as his eyes flicked past her, and into Y/N's room. What a fucking big mistake that was. He looked in just in time to see Brad lean in and kiss Y/N. But what was worse was that she kissed back.

"That son of a bitch." Peter choked and shook his head. It was bad enough that Y/N had completely forgotten him and seemed to think that she was dating Brad, but it was even worse that Brad was completely playing into that. His heart was breaking at the sight of the love of his life kissing someone else, his heart shattering at the knowledge that she didn't remember him, not even as a best friend. Peter knew that he had to make Y/N remember. He just didn't know how he would do that.