Shattered Fate

Chapter 3: Breathe

After school ended we were finally done planning tommorow I would go over Peter's house with dad's permission only because he has a short business trip.

We would have a pillow fight, popcorn, and a movie thriller night until we fall asleep but best of all Aunt May's cooking for the entire weekend.

Well at least until my dad had our personal butler pick me up.

I got a call from the personal butler after standing outside the school at the designated time. Saying he had urgently to drive my dad to the airport and that I would have to walk home or wait 2 hours to be picked up.

He sent a map of the route I should take but I've never read a map before so it was all a confusing mess. I turn off my phone and take a deep breath getting g my courage up for what I was about to do.

I chose to walk besides I could see the pent house from here so I should just follow it right?

I walked at least two blocks and a few turns down a back street before looking up noticing I had no idea where I'm going and I couldn't see the penthouse anymore.

I looked around but nothing looked familiar "I should have waited for the butler.." sighing as terrible scenarios run through my head.

I stand at a light post and slightly gaze up at the sky turning orange already.

I go to my contacts and call peter not willing to bother my dad or any of the maids with me being a burden.

"Hey pete have you heard of the street Galveston,"

"No why." He sounded actually curious instead of tricking me like usual.

"Well it's pretty funny, I'm lost in the city. Guess always having a butler picking you up will do that to you."

I hear him laugh before lifting my head and snapping my head quickly behind me after hearing quiet footsteps as if someone was trying to conceal themselves.

I back up when I realize that it's the school bully Flash Thompson and some older guys.

I tell Pete to give me a second and put him on hold as they stare at me amused.

"Yo Flash this the kid ya been talking bout I bet we can get him to respect ya in no time~"

I step back only to feel the light post hit me stopping me in my tracks "yeah! ya heard Billy, kid looks like a wimp. I could fracture his skull in one hit."

"Wait guys isn't that the son of Norman Osborn say that guy on the news yesterday made 3-bil on a new deal."

"No biggie, so he's some rich guy's son maybe we can get some money off blackmailing him."

"Or maybe he's got money on him." Another guy adds I start to panic and getting my footing starting to look for a way to run or people to call for help.

I feel flash yank my bandaged arm not even noticing how close he got as my paranoid thoughts filled my head.

He looks at me with a mocking innocence "C'mon we just wanna talk~"

"HELP!! NO GET OFF MEE-" One of the older guys takes my small body in their arms. Putting me in a bear hold.

My back against his chest and puts his enormous hand over my lips silencing me as I'm dragged off into a small disclosed alleyway.

I Wouldn't have even noticed it if I weren't being pulled into it by Flash's so called friends. But Flash's face looks so unsure as he follows on slow steps.

I feel white hot pain as Flash punches me against the stomach with the force of a rhino "Shut.up. Stop screaming and moving ya daddies boy."

I kick him in the leg struggling in the older mans hold trying I end up biting his hand. *OUCH, "Little shit just bit me."

"Well he told you" the man drops me on the ground and right after he kicks me to a nearby wall.

I scream but it covered by someone getting on top of me wildly punching me as hard as they could. I screech and try to shove them away.

My hands are pinned down by my side as they start strangling me. *choke choke* "stop pleas-" * cough* I breakout into a coughing fit after they release my throat.

I feel them going through my pockets finding nothing likewise I never carry cash on me, my dad always told me broke people carry cash on them to pretend like they have money.

"The fucking brat has no goddamn money." One of the men spat out, Feigning disappointment.

"Then lets just beat the shit out of him.."

"Noo!!" I manage to choke out through sobbing and a sore voice after being chocked.

Two the members pick me put by the arms and another one stands in front of me cracking his knuckles and neck.

He punches my stomach and ribs countless times not giving until I was heaving and was half conscious head bobbing up and down.

They throw me down and I feel the ground hit my head with a sickening *crack*.

I black out for a second and wake after I feel someone stomping repeatedly on my head and chest.

I feel sticky liquid on my fingers, I spread my fingers in the warm liquid mind swimming not being able to hold on to a single thought or comprehend what the spreading liquid meant.

Ears ringing, vision spinning, and my thoughts drowning but yet I still saw through blurry vision.

The man stops stomping on my frail body as he raised his shoe finally noticing something coating them in a thick layer.

"HOLY SHIT, GUYS LETS GET OUT OF HERE THE BITCH IS BLEEDING."

"YA GUYS LETS GO!! I'M NOT BEING CHARGED WITH MURDER!"

The older men run out the alleyway not turning back and cracking something on their way out.

Flash takes a single glance at me and then runs following behind with the others.

Left all alone in a puddle of my own spreading blood and torn out pieces of my pale red hair almost as if blending in with the blood.

I try to stand after calming myself with deep shaky breathes.

I harshly stumble back and catch myself on the dirty rough wall behind me trying to clear my vision and mind a bit more.

After I'm a little steady I look around for my phone only to find it cracked in half broken on the opposite side of the alley.

After contemplating my options on wobbly legs I make myself move out the alleyway for help.

I unintentionally cross into the road stopping halfway legs almost giving out, as my vision swims again dark dots coat it in a veil.

I can faintly hear a car honking beneath the ringing in my ears.

I turn to see a large car heading directly towards me leaving me with no time to move out the way.

Not like I could anyways, my legs won't seem to move and my brain can't sense the danger at the moment.

My body does, with a bone chilling *SLAM* The car hits my fractured body breaking bones and sending me rolling backwards onto the rocky pavement scraping my face and taking skin.

Pure agony fills my mind as I tried to move and all I can do is let out a scream that rips itself from my already torn throat.

Body not even processing the worsening pain anymore I wail between chilling screams that could beat a vultures in a battle.

Before my body shuts down the last thing I heats is the man looming over me while pacing around, while sirens ring in the background.

I welcome the familiar unforgiving darkness as it drifts me into a pitiful state of slumber.

"You are a monster, you got what you deserved."