MEMORIES ✧˖° PETER PARKER

NINE ✮ SACRIFICE

TW: FOLLOWING CONTENT MAY TRIGGER SOME USERS. CONTAINS VIOLENCE/WEAPONRY

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HIS FINGERS WERE QUIVERING, tears rolling down his tears, regret was all over his face.

"Stop-stop right there, all of you." He declared as he held us at gunpoint. The whole group widened our eyes amongst each other and simultaneously put our arms up in defense.

We were all shaking, scared and terrified about what was going to happen. I slowly took a step back as a cautious reflex, we all did.

"Ed, if th-this is some sort of joke, it's not funny," Flash said.

"Don't move. I will shoot you all - so don't try to do anything."

I saw Ed tapping his earpiece, he was calling someone at this moment, "Quentin, I-I have them here."

"Quentin?" Ned whispered under his breath, "I've heard that name before–"

"Shut up Ned!" Ed shouted, "If you don't want me to kill you first!"

Betty burst out in tears suddenly, sweat beading on her forehead. She kept on hitting her chest, trying to make her feel better.

She was struggling to breathe.

"G-guys..I-don't..."

Then she collapsed on the ground.

"BETTY!" We all screamed.

I ran to her first and caught her in my arms, "Betty, it's okay - it's okay, it's-"

Then I felt a cold metal press against the back of my head, I froze.

"Y/N, I said not to talk."

I slowly turned around, holding my arms up in defense, "I-I know but Betty-she's collapsed!"

"Does that matter right now?! You're all going to DIE anyway!" Ed shouted, pressing the gun right onto my forehead.

MJ gasped softly and I was relieved when she didn't say anything. Because if anyone interrupts him like what I did; it's obvious that they will be in the position I am in right now. And I can't bear to watch my friends dying in front me.

I felt droplets of tears rolling my cheeks, my lips were trembling; I tried to bite them to calm myself down. My eyes averted down to look at my shoes, which were incredibly filthy and ruined. I bought a new pair of shoes especially for this trip, but I should have known running away from monsters and facing 'near' situations won't guarantee clean shoes.

Why am I thinking about my shoes right now?

I looked back up at Ed, his eyes were firming on mine. His strong gaze made me feel inferior and there was a moment of silence between us before he breathed out finally.

"Y/N," He whispered softly, "I'm sorry." His fingers were trembling as it looked like he was trying to disengage the safety.

He was going to shoot me.

"Wa-wait Ed, what are you–"

"I need to do this, I need to kill you. Then I'll find peace." He cried, "Y/N.."

Panic rose within me, my heart was racing faster than ever.

Wait, was he really going to do this? Like he's going to kill me? What-what?!