The Setup

Chapter 4: Just an Average Girl

Briana tried avoiding Norman Osborn but it seemed nearly impossible when Harry invited her along with Mary Jane and Peter to the Osborn mansion for dinner in a letter left for her tucked in her apartment door. 

This wasn't the first time he had left her notes so she didn't question it, he was a silly boy sometimes. Harry and Peter. 

 Briana arrived all alone to The Osborn mansion. The tall intimidating door opened up to reveal the older man wearing black slacks and a black button down. "Briana" he said her name like he was caressing the words. "Come in..." She turned on her toes, her eyes holding confusion. 

"Where is everyone else?" Poor Briana, she didn't know. She didn't know there never was a planned dinner. Norman made it all up to get closer to her. "My Dear...i am sure they are just running late. Come in" 

The big door closed behind them with a thud, trapping her like a mouse in a snakes cage. Briana knew something was off, her heart beating loudly against her rib cage, blood rushed to her head and the sound of her heart beat filling her ears. 

 "Oh do relax dear, you seem so stressed...would you like a drink? Come now...we can talk more in my study" Norman draped his arm around her neck, guiding the nervous girl up to his study, a large fire place burning brightly. "Are you even old enough to drink?" He asked, allowing her to sit down and get comfortable by the fire place. "I'm 18" she replied softly as the roaring fire warmed her pale skin.

 She was a year older than Peter, they always made jokes about her being an older woman. "Well i won't tell if you don't" Norman responded, handing over a crystal glass of brown liquid, their fingers ever so slightly brushing together. "Are you still Peter Parker's girlfriend?" He asked, sipping from his own glass, standing against his bar. "No, i never was, Harry was just confused. Peter and i are friends is all" she replied nervously. 

 "Ah i see...i suppose i should be honest with you Briana..i left that note in your door. There was no planned dinner...i just had to get you alone" Briana was terrified. This older man was confessing to setting a trap for her, her stomach flipping in disgust as she stood up, dropping the glass in the process as sharp fragments shattered against the fire place. 

 "No, no..don't be scared...i'm not going to harm you" Norman approached her slowly, with each agonizingly slow step Briana felt her heart beat louder and louder. She wanted to run but some how she remained glued to the floor, perhaps out of shock. "P-please...i-i shouldn't be here, i should go" her lips quivered as his bony hands finally found their way to each side of her, slowly rubbing up her arms and stopping just at her shoulders. "Briana...i said i wouldn't hurt you, don't be so afraid" he whispered, leaning close against her, their lips only inches apart, Briana closed her eyes but he was gone.Norman quickly pulled away from her.

 "You should probably go home...that's for the best and please do not speak of this to anyone, especially Harry" Warned Norman, his eyes looking over her frame in thought.

 "I think it's best we not see each other again, i don't think i can control myself around you" he admitted. 

 Just like that Briana rushed to leave.