Chapter Eleven

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"Guys? Can you untie me now? I'm feeling really uncomfortable."

"Uncomfortable? Do you want to go to the bathroom?"

"No, Peter, I'm talking about the fact that you and Gwen think it's normal to tie to bed for four days!"

The ropes on your wrists dig in as you strain against them, the silk sheets underneath you doing little to soften the reality of your situation.

Peter leans against the bedpost, arms crossed, his usual jovial smirk replaced with something sharper.

"You gave us a choice," he says, pretending that this is all your fault.

"We could either let you leave and spend the rest of our lives wondering what if…" He leans down, placing a hand beside your head.

"Or we could make sure you never want to." 

Gwen chuckles, as he sits on the edge of the bed, his fingers along your thigh, starting to speak playfully.

"Guess which one we picked?" 

"Now, this is next level pettiness, I'm disappointed in both of you."

Gwen smirks, his fingers sliding higher and higher up your leg.

"You didn't say you didn't want to stay, you said you didn't want to get attached, that's different."

Shaking your head in disbelief, you sigh, remembering that the week that marks your stay in this universe ends today.

Meaning you are going to leave.

However, the journal...you need the journal.

"Can I go to the bathroom?" you ask, trying to move your numb limbs.

"Of course."

Gwen and Peter begins removing the ropes before Gwen grabs your arm, leading you to the bathroom.

"Don't think of escaping."

You roll your eyes.

"Yes, because anyone can realistically escape through such a tiny window in your bathroom"

Gwen smirks, leaning against the doorframe as you step inside the bathroom. 

"Exactly. So don’t even try."

You shut the door behind you with a huff, locking it for the illusion of privacy.

The moment you’re alone, you turn towards the sink, walking towards it before stopping in front of the mirror.

Without paying it much thought, you turn on the cold water, and place your head under it.

Closing your eyes, you try to get rid of the stress engulfing your whole being.

Getting tied most of the time is not a pleasant experience on the mind.

Adding to that, Peter and Gwen hugging you at night left you with little sleep.

Closing your eyes, you enjoy the feeling of cold water over your head.

"Are you doing alright in there? It has been twelve minutes and twenty seconds, (Y/n)."

You open your eyes at the sudden unfamiliar voice only to realize your surroundings are different.

This looks like a bathroom from a highschool.

Quickly, you close the water and dry your hands before opening the door only to be met with the sight of...

...Mark Grayson.

Someone you have never seen before or in other words never read any comics about.

Because you simply didn't read the Invincible comics

"Sorry for being late."

"Your hair is wet, what have you been doing in there?"

Now, you feel like someone is playing games with you.

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Universe name: The Invincible

Comic name: The Invincible.

(Y/n)'s role: Mark Grayson's stalking victim

The woman holding the journal smiles cheerfully before closing it.

"Hopefully, this turns into chaos."

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