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It's been a week since the whole incident and nothing has been the same. Every time someone walks near my room I can feel my body tense and I put my guard up. Everyones been trying to figure out what happened with the water cooler but I'm not even sure myself.

I haven't slept since the dream, too scared to face the agent or the team's hatred again. I can't. Everytime I close my eyes, flashes of different punishments fill my head, honestly I don't know what to believe anymore. Deep down I think I know that they wouldn't hurt me but the dream still haunts my every thought.
Every day everyone comes to my room trying to get me to come out but the fear of what they'll do if I open the door overrides every other sense.

Webs has been my main and only companion lately although he does like to come and go so some days he's only in my room for a few hours before climbing out of a cat door I had installed when I first got him. I've also noticed he's been gaining a lot of weight lately so I think others in the tower have been feeding him as they assume I have no food in my room.

Over the week I've been experimenting with my powers a lot. Especially after the water cooler- which really freaked me out. So far I know I have enhanced senses and healing, I can summon things- although only small things and it takes a lot of concentration- and I can control liquids which is really fun to play with. But with great power comes consequences.

When I control thicker liquids my hands start to burn and it quickly spreads up my arms but thanks to my enhanced healing after a few hours the burns die down and it's less painful but the scars never seem to fade.
Water is the easiest to control as there's not much in it so i've mainly been playing around with that. Bloods quite easy to control but it does cause my hands to burn quite a lot so I try to avoid that.

I've been writing all my experiments down so I don't forget them but as I try to write my latest experiment there's a loud knock at my door.

"Rory? It's been a week since youve come out, or even eaten. Can you please just tell me whats wrong?" Its Peter Parker. He's been on my mind a lot lately, pictures from our adventures litter my walls and I can't help but trust him even if I'm terrified inside. And technically he's wrong, I have eaten. Just not the food they leave outside my door as I can't help but be weary of it.

Instead I've been summoning food from nearby shops and putting money in their place- which took me two days to figure out how to do. "Go away Peter." I mumble but I know he can hear me.

Peters is the only one I've been talking to, even if it's just a few words a day. He's been sitting outside my door everyday after school ranting about his day and how much our friends miss seeing me (even though we've been texting) which honestly doesn't help.

"I'm not going anywhere Rory, please just tell me what's wrong- I can help you." He begs. Hearing him sound so concerned thoughts race through my mind. Is he faking? But he sounds so genuine.?

"You don't understand Peter." I growl through the door, hoping he would leave.

"What don't I understand Rory, please, just tell me." Tears start to well up in my eyes and they quickly stream down my cheeks. "How scared I am."
At this Peter continues to beg me to open the door and I can hear the concerned sobs in his voice. I hate hearing him upset.

I swing the door open and quickly retreat to the corner of my bed, because of my previous statement he cautiously makes his way in and sits on the floor near the now closed door.

"Why- why are you scared? What are you scared of?" He slowly inquires, watching each expression on my face.

"I-.. I can't tell you. He told me not to tell anyone." Tears continue to roll down my face but my expression stays emotionless and unchanging. My accents been thicker lately as I've mostly been speaking in Russian- which definitely is starting to annoy the brunette so i've decided to talk in English today- making it hard to understand my words but he seems to always understand me.