Together. (Peter Parker/Spider-man)

Part 2- Chapter nine.

"Peter? Peter, are you in? It's urgent." I knocked on the door. If Stacey was the one who stabbed me and she was also at my university then who else knows what she'd try to do. "Peter!-" The door had opened. Except not to whom I expected it to be. "Harry?"

"Emily! Hey, how are you?" He held out his arms, the same arms that were covered in scales. I ignored his request. This was the same Harry who had yelled at me and shoved me. In fact, this wasn't Harry at all.

"I need to know where Peter is." His face darkened as he realised I wasn't going to greet him in any way. His grey eyes began to glow with something.

"Oh, yeah. I'm so sorry. He left with Isobel a while ago. They said they had to leave before you got here."

I wasn't the jealous type but that sounded suspicious to me. "Well, did they say where they were going?"

Harry leant against the door. "All I know is that she stayed here last night."

Watching my face fall, he opened the door wider. "I know, it sounds bad. I tried to tell him, Emily. I tried to tell him that you didn't deserve this. He didn't listen."

Like a zombie, I shuffled into his room, staring at the ground. "But he promised he would never-''

"That promise was nothing but an empty lie, my friend." He walked to the kitchen and poured me a drink before mixing a pale blue powder into it.

Noticing my look of weariness, he laughed, "Relax, its flavouring."

I nodded before gently taking the drink from his hands and gulping it down. I don't care whether it was water or vodka. Whatever it was, I needed it. Peter and Isobel? I thought he hated her. Obviously it was the complete opposite. The edges of my vision darkened for a second and I blinked as my head grew lighter.

Harry took my hand gently and opened the door with his other one. "Let's go for a walk, Emily." His voice was somewhat distorted, everything felt...lighter.

He helped me down the stairs and only by the time we had got to the door did I start putting the pieces together. "Harry, what was in that drink you gave me?"

He didn't look at me. "Why, you think it had something in it?" The cold wind hit me as we walked outside.

A familiar van pulled up beside us with what looked like a green octopus with a skull on its head, it was the exact same one as when I left the café and I got stabbed by Stacey.

Speaking of the bitch, the vans door rolled open to reveal her. My brows drew together, why would she be-? "Because you'd be correct." Harry grinned at me before throwing me into the van.

I thrashed around, trying to punch or kick anything I could. "Help me!" I screamed but it was about ten at night, everyone near would be sleeping. Peter hadn't cheated on me with Isobel at all, it was all just Harry's stupid little plan to kidnap me. And I had been stupid enough to fall for it. "You seriously need to have a lesson in how to be a good friend." I attempted to kick Harry in the head with my boots as I was pinned to floor.

"And you need to learn that Peter won't always be there for you." He held a syringe and mercilessly shoved it into my arm. I groaned as it broke through into my skin. "Also, you need to learn how to have a stronger immune system."

And then I did the worst thing I could do, I passed out.