I will love you forever, Peter Parker

Spider 1

It was another stupid and worthless and pointless day at school. I hate school because no one likes me or talks to me ever. I just wish I could be normal for once. That I could have someone to talk to. Someone to be there for me. But no one ever is.

I always have my hair covering the bruises on my face because my dad abused me last night. God, I wished that I never lived with him. In some movies, you would call him a villain or the bad guy. He steels dangerous things every day, alien stuff, almost getting caught in the police and by the Avengers. Some days I wish that they would catch him. But if they did, then I would be an orphan.

I just wish I had a normal life with a normal family. I wish I had a boyfriend who took me away from my abusive dad. Then I could turn him in without any fear that I'll be thrown in an orphanage and never be put in a good family or worse, not in any family. But that wont happen. Because no one would love me. Not one single person would actually love me for being me. If I let someone get close to me, I'm scared that they would just use me as a trophy or a tool.

But I have a crush that I feel like if I got with him, he wouldn't hurt me. I love him so freaking much. The only problem is, is that I just don't have the guts to talk to him. I wish I did though because I just know that he would be the perfect boyfriend for me. His name is Peter Parker. I mean, who wouldn't love him? His name is just perfect too. The way he styles his hair, his accent, even though he has an American accent, but I love the way he says different things like the way he stutters when he gets nervous, everything about him is yet another reason I love him.

You're probably wondering who the hell I even am, after all, I was just blabbering on and on about how stupid my life is and how much I'm in love with a guy. But anyways, my name is Libby Marie Grays. I have strawberry blonde hair, blue eyes, fair skin. I am about 5 feet and 5 inches tall. I wear glasses. I have no brothers or sisters and I don't know much about my mom. I recently moved into the apartment that my dad and I live in about six months ago. We've always lived in New York, but we've moved around a lot. We've lived in Cooperstown, Delhi, Bradford, all sorts of places. So, it's been a big "move around" life. But my dad sobers up right before we move then he goes and drinks a lot after we have everything unpacked.