The return of the Amazing Spiderman

Chapter 16

Wrote a quickie because a lot of people were asking for updates. I'm sorry i'm late people but I've been super busy. Wrote this in an hour, so please forgive me if there are any mistakes :) <3

Unedited. So if there are any, ANY, mistakes please feel free to point out.

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I was really bored. No, honestly. I was bored out of limits. I wasn't a party person, not that it is not a great party- because it is. And I probably would have enjoyed it, if I could only find Jo, or Flash. Hell, I might even have a little fun if Jack was here. But no, I can't spot one similar face in this crowd of drunk people. I'm just a girl at a party with drink in her hand sitting alone at some dark corner talking to herself.

I am going to kill Jo. I finish my drink and trash the cup away. I decided it would be best if I just went home. I start walking back towards where I remember Jo parked the car. She was my only ride home and I wasn't about to take a lift from some stranger. Stranger is danger.

As soon as the thought crossed my mind someone grabbed me by my elbow. A small tug and I fell backwards crashing into something hard. A big rough hand was wrapped around my waist. I smelled alcohol even before he spoke. I turned my face back as much as my neck could allow, a deep frown on my face.

"What the hell do you think you are doing?!" I screamed over the loud music. I wasn't sure if the anger I was trying to send him in my voice even hit him? He moved his body against mine, dancing in not so comfortable way. Ugh, hormones.

"What...?" the minute he opened his mouth I knew he was drunk beyond his senses. I turned my face away to prevent myself from fainting. "Dance with me baby!" he slurred. I knew that no matter what I said to him it won't be registered into his brain. He was like a zombie with his logical brain turned HIGH. Well, a zombie with hormones. I tried to pull myself free but he was too strong to push off. I couldn't kick him, couldn't hit him. So I did what I knew I could do, I elbowed him in the stomach. As he crashed down, holding his stomach and eventually puking the alcohol on the floor I ran.

You know when you get out a bad situation and you are so relieved, you say to yourself 'oh! This was the worst day(night) of my life. Nothing could be worse than this!' and BAM- a giant metal safe vault falls from the sky on your head crushing all your bones? Yeah well that's what happened when I couldn't find Jo's car. My heart was frantically beating against my rib cage as I realized she had left me.

My heart felt as it would fly right out of my chest.

'She left me? How could she! Wait till I see her, and Flash!'

Soon my anger was replaced with panic, how was I supposed to go home now? I definitely didn't want a ride home with another drunk. I fished out my phone from my jeans pocket to dial Jo. It was switched off.

Huh?

Why was it...? Oh what? Please tell me I didn't butt switch it out?

I clicked the power button and the screen lit. Scanning my phone I realized how pathetic of a person I am.

There were five miss calls and three messages from Jo, probably explaining the past one hour.

11:30

Where are you? And where the hell is your phone?