4. Monster.

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"Alright, you can ask" (Y/N) says as she begins to drive.

Spencer doesn't say anything right away, trying to find the right words so he doesn't offend her, although she now seemed like the type of person who didn't care that much.

"what um...what exactly are you?" he asks.

"Well, we don't have a certain name." She begins. "but i do have a lot of powers." she continues, not sure how he'd react.

"like what?"

"i can run really fast, i can resuscitate people, i have laser vision, i can kill people pretty quick and suck their energy out of their body, i mean...there's a lot of things i can do"

Spencer leans back against the seat, wrapping his arms around him.

(Y/N) notices his anxious posture and rolls her eyes. "I'm not going to hurt ya, calm down" she assures him.

He seems to relax a bit but stays quiet the rest of the way.
(Y/N) parks in a quiet beach close to Spencer's home, she knows he would probably have a lot of questions and it was easier if she had some peaceful background in case things got intense.
She understood his fear, when she learned about her...abilities, she was scared too. She sometimes couldn't control the weight of her powers and ended up at various institutions where they wanted to experiment with her and made her an object of entertainment for money.

They both sit silently. Spencer had a million thoughts running through his mind, but as soon as his mouth opened, nothing came out.

(Y/N) on the other hand was enjoying the sound of the wind, thinking that she didn't have that peace in the last couple of months. Always fighting, trying to survive and trying to get back to normal....or as normal as she could get.

"Why did you do it?" Spencer finally speaks.

"Do what?"

"Come on..." (Y/N) sighs, she couldn't avoid this conversation forever.

"i...the day you met her you had this...spark of happiness that i've never seen before. But the day she died..." She doesn't know how to continue, it was hard for her to think about that night.

The look in Spencer's face would never leave her mind.

"it was gone. At first i didn't care, she was just another girl for me but, for you...she was the world. So i had to do something to get your life back in place"

Spencer let the words sink in. Maybe it was all the emotion he experienced that day, but he felt a rush of anger go through his body.

"That's pretty egotistical, don't you think? Thinking you can solve my life by just existing" he says.

(Y/N) furrows her eyebrows, confused at his rapid mood change.

"what the fuck you mean by egotistical? i did it for you! cause you're my friend" she says, balling her fists in anger when she hears him laugh.

"you did this for me? or did you do it to prove something? to prove that you're oh much better than us ?" he squints his eyes."you didn't do it for me, you did it cause you love the way 'solving' a life makes you feel"

(Y/N)'s face burns with anger, how dare him accuse her of that.
It took all of her strength to not hurt him.

"much better than you? have you any idea of how many people are dead because i wasn't quick enough, wasn't strong enough, wasn't good enough?"

At this point, Spencer couldn't contain himself. The feeling of fear and anger were coming out as things he doesn't believe, but he wants to hurt you. Hurt you as much as he was hurting when they couldn't find you, worrying you were dead, or in pain.

"And what about the people you've killed? Your nothing but a monster who thinks she's a god to play with people lives!" he yells, pushing you with his finger.

"At least i chose to be a monster. You've never made a decision for yourself in your entire life, have you?" you scoffs getting closer to him.

He looks at you furious. And what he says, makes you stumble back.

"You're a mistake. You shouldn't even exist."

You look up at him, hurt by his words. The same words your mom used to say to you when you were a child.
That is, if she wasn't having sex with any of her many lovers or beating you.
Not wanting to show him he hurt you, you let a chilling laugh.

"Is that supposed to hurt? HA! if you want to see me suffer you're gonna have to try harder, Pretty boy" You wink at him and walk away laughing.

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