y/n pov
I sat down on the ledge of Delmar's roof, overlooking the beautiful city I lived in.
Someone was behind me. I straightened up and was ready to punch if I had to.
"Hey." Oh, it was the spider.
"hi?" I said softly.
"Who are you?" He asked. I didn't know what to answer to that.
"I- don't know," I stayed silent.
"Well, do you have powers? or like a unique ability?"
"I can read minds and like people's emotions, and I can move things with my mind," I explained. He stared at me in shock.
"Wow, maybe your superhero name can be Enchantress."
"Why do you assume I'm here to be a hero and not a villain?"
"I don't know. I think it's what my sixth sense is telling me." Sixth sense?
"Oh. I hope you're right." He walked closer to me and I turned my head, not wanting him to see me. He sat next to me.
"I'm Spiderman." He took out his hand for me to shake it.
"nice to meet you" I smiled.
We watched the sunrise silently. I looked at the time on my phone.
6: 30 am.
Shit.
"I have to go but it was nice meeting you." I smiled. I guess he wasn't as bad as he thought he would be.
I rushed home, ignoring the texts bombarding my phone.
I tried to sneak in as quietly as I could but right as I got through my window, Ed busted through my door.
"Where the fuck were you?" he yelled.
"No where." I lied.
"Yeah, 'nowhere' ?" he was definitely skeptical. "WHERE WERE YOU? LAST TIME I'M ASKING!"
I didn't know what to say...
He grabbed a fistful of my hair and tugged tightly, i gripped his wrist trying to make him let it go. He threw my head to the side and I banged my head against a mirror. It shattered and the glass broke into a million pieces all scattered through the floor. I was bleeding profusely. I was on the floor and he began kicking my ribs, i heard cracks. He left and I ran to the bathroom and grabbed the first aid.
I looked in the mirror.
God I looked like shit.
I had school in thirty minutes and I was bleeding, in pain, and my hair was severely matted. I sighed, trying to swallow the lump in the back of my throat.
My chest felt like it was being stabbed every time I breathed in, I pulled out a bandage from the first aid and pressed it gently to the open wound on my forehead.
I didn't know what to do with my ribs so I just let them be.
I picked up my bag from the floor and headed to school.
Nothing better to do so might as well.
I decided to check the notifications I had gotten while getting beat up.
Mj had texted me.
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did u do the bio hw????y/n
two words: what bio hw????pookie wookie
that was three dumbassy/n
now ik why i'm failing englishpookie wookie
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wrong number----- avengers fanfic
Fanfictionthe title says it all Beware: abuse, mental health, suicidal thoughts, mentions of ed, etc. None of my chapters are proof read im js kinda winging it n lmk if there's sum wrong w them