𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬...;)

PSYCHOS - P.P

TW - Mention of r@pe and murder. Read at your own risk.⚠️

"GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME!!" I screamed. The man was holding me down on the floor by my neck, waiting for me to die. I wanted to sound my rape alarm but I couldn't reach my purse.
"Now be a good girl for me..yeah?" The man whispered, he was middle aged, grey hair and black clothes on. He looked like your general perv. "I will never...now get off." I said calmly, hoping it would work but I was wrong. He pinned me down and straddled me so I couldn't move. He shoved his dirty fingers inside my mouth and made me suck them. He pulled his pants down while pulling mine down on the cold concrete floor. He started to rape me. I screamed my lungs out hoping someone could hear but no one came. He went at it for at least a half hour before he let me go and swore me not to tell anyone.

I got a taxi back to the tower and didn't speak a word.
"Hey y/n. Have fun with your friends?" Tony asked me. I nodded and went straight to my room to shower.
"She ok?" Peter asked Tony. He shrugged his shoulders worryingly and leant on the kitchen counter. "She didn't say a word, she normally doesn't shut up after she comes home from a night out..." He explained. Peter's neck started to tingle.."I'm gonna go check on her." Peter stated.

Peter's POV
I ran up the stairs and to y/n's room.
"y/n?" I shouted. She was in a ball in the corner of the room. What the hell happened out there?!
"Baby?" I tried to reach out to her but she flinched, what?
"What happened?" I asked quietly. She started to shake..and cry..god it was hard. I knelt down beside her and held her. She was having a panic attack, I know this because she had one when her mum (Nat) died, she couldn't cope but this one is worse...
"Babe? Want me to go get Tony?" I asked, she nodded her head with tears streaming down her face. I webbed the ceiling and swung down the stairs straight into the kitchen.
"Peter? What have I told you about swinging in the house?" Tony yelled.
"It's y/n..she needs you!" I practically screamed at him. "She's having a panic attack."
Tony's face got serious as he stormed up the stairs as I swung back up and went back into her room.

Tony picked her up and sat her on her bed, she had calmed down while I had gone and got Tony. She was still shaking quite a bit and crying quietly. Tony sat next to her and started to rub her back while I was holding her hands. She was squeezing them so tight, I thought for a moment that she was stronger than me.
"Babe? What happened out there? If you don't wanna say that's fi-"
"I was raped." She blatantly said while her eyes stared into mine.
"Who did this?" Tony asked.
"The same man who raped my mom..."
I knew exactly who she was talking about and walked out the room and into mine.

Your POV
"Where is he going?" I said, starting to cry again. Tony held me tighter and shook his head, signalling that he didn't know. We stayed like that for a little while until we heard someone leave the compound and Peter swinging off. Fuck, what is he doing? Please say he's not going to kill that guy!
"Tony?" I whisper.
"Yeah?" He replies.
"Why's Peter gone out?" There's a slight pause.
"I don't know hun. If I knew, I'd tell you."

Peter's POV
This guy is not getting away with hurting my girl, never in a million years. I was swinging over to his apartment, I weren't wearing my suit but I honestly don't care...that guy is gonna fucking pay. I got to his apartment and banged on the door until he opened it which was about 5 minutes. When he opened the door, I didn't say anything and right hooked him straight in the jaw.
"So you're the little bitch who raped my girl?!" I yelled. In the middle of him getting off the floor, the door bursts open and y/n walks into the room.
"Peter! Are you ok? Did he hurt you?" She shrieks worryingly while examining my face and rubbing my cheeks. I held her wrists and looked into her eyes.
"I'm fine baby, can't say the same for him.." I whispered.
She looked at me with a look that said, 'finish him'. We smirked at each other as I slowly let go of her and walked over to the man.

Your POV
I see Peter walk back over to the scum bag and kneel down to his face.
"I would say I'm sorry but I'm not." He said to the half unconscious man. He stood back up and started to stomp on his face. The blood started to pour out onto the floor and onto Peter's pants. He stopped and looked at the man, blood on his clothes and face. He looked at me with an evil smile as I did the same. I walked over to him and hugged him from behind.
"Good job babe. Is he dead?" I asked. He knelt
down and checked the pulse on his wrist, looked up at me and shook his head, signalling he was still alive. He stepped back while I lifted my foot and put it on his chest.
"I'm going to kill you now, have fun in hell you bastard." I whispered. I started to stomp on his chest before balling my hand into a fist and punching him in the face multiple times before his face was completely covered in blood.
"Give me a go babe." Peter commanded and stepped in front of me. He did the same and before we knew it, the man was dead...on the floor...covered in blood from his waist upwards. I hugged Peter around the waist while he put his arm around my shoulder and leant his head on mine.
"You did a good job babe." Peter praised me.
"As did you.." I returned the favour.

Peter swung us home and in through the window and celebrated his death with sex. We stayed in my room for about an hour before going downstairs.
"y/n? Where the fuck have you been?" Tony yelled. Me and Peter just smirked at each other and held each other's hand.
"We killed the man who raped me." I said blatantly. Tony stared at us in disbelief.
"Then we fucked." Peter also said blatantly.

"You're both psychos.." Tony stated and me and Peter just smiled.