Peter's POV
"Yes Peter we will."I saw her in the glass room. That was no place for a human being it was a cage or a prison. It looked like a nice room, almost like a living room with a bed but it was still a prison.
She saw me looking at the room and walked up to the glass.
"It's okay Peter. I'll be out of here in know time." She smiled at me trying to give me reassurance that this situation was okay. But it wasn't.
"Let's give her time to adjust. Come on." Stark patted me on the back and we walked back upstairs.
Stark went into his office and showed me a screen.
"There is a camera in the room so we can check up on her just in case she gets crazy."
"Crazy" I hated the word it made her sound like a psychotic person.
"I have to go to S.H.E.I.L.D. and get some research on this. So stay here and if anything happens call me."
"Okay Mr.Stark." I sat down in his office chair and did my homework. Looking up at the screen every so often. She looked so sad. Just sitting there on the floor when I noticed something a little strange.
She put her head up and quickly turned her face, scrambling to her feet trying to run away from something.
"No no no no please no!" She yelled as she was screaming in a corner.
"Help!...Help!"she screamed.
I quickly picked up the phone and called Mr.Stark.
He didn't answer. I called again. No answer.
I looked at the screen and this time I saw someone or something in the room with her. I ran downstairs through the phone on the floor.
"Please no..." she whimpered.
"(Y/n)!?" I was about to open the door.
"No! Don't open the door!" She yelled.
I jumped away from the door.
I could see a figure walking towards her.
"No! I'll do anything please just don't hurt me!"
It wasn't the Trickster. it couldn't be?
I could finally see a man waking towards her.
It looked like me!?"Please! I'm sorry!"
I didn't know what to do. What was going on? How is it me?
"Y/n who is this!?" I yelled.
"Go on tell him." He started to choke her.
She was off he ground struggling for air.
She shook her heard "no..."
He dropped her "good." He turned to me "I'll see you soon."
He disappeared. What did he mean? Soon?
I ran into the room. "Y/n! Are you okay."
She scooted away from me.
"Hey no it's okay. It's me Peter." I said gently
"Peter?" She lightly touched my face then started to cry "Peter!" She wrapped her arms around me "thank God! He didn't get you!"
I pulled away from the hug "what do you mean get me?"
"No i-I can't tell you..." she started to smile and cry at the same time "it'll hurt me." She pulled up her sleeve exposing claw marks.
"Who?"
"Shhh." She laughed "the monster guy."
"Monster?"
She shook her head.
She hugged me and whispered "Help me."
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Torn Between One | P.P.
Fanfiction(Y/N) is a 16 year-old girl who lives in New York City with a heroic heart and loves to help others. But Your whole world changes when New York City's favorite web-head, Spider-man, and Peter Parker suddenly take an interest in you. ? Book Two: The...