Secrets Reveal (Spiderman x reader fanfic)(discontinued)

Part 9

The next day started out just the same. I met up with Liz, went to my locker, and went to my first class. It was during the second block when I had to use the restroom.

"Yes, (Y/N)?" Mrs. Robinson calls on me while my hand was raised.

"May I go to the restroom?" I ask sincerely.

"Yes," she agrees, "be back quickly, we are about to continue the lesson."

"Of course ma'am," in all honesty I didn't want to be late. Mrs. Robinson can give a referral with the snap of her finger so I had to make it quick.

I arrive in the restroom and to my business. After a minute or two, I wash my hands.

"Attention!" I hear a voice over the intercom, "there is someone with a gun in the building, lock your doors and don't let them in. They are by the west doors and are heavily armed!"

Holy shit! I think panicking a bit.  I have to get out of here. The restroom I wasn't near West doors so I thought I was safe,

But I thought wrong.

As I turned the corner and head for my classroom almost running. Just as I had turned the last corner I was feet away from the shooter.

Full of fear, I slowly backed up turning back around the corner. The shooter did see me, so he knows he either has someone to kill or has a someone to keep hostage.

Once the shooter is out of my sight I take a sigh. But not too long after, I hear footsteps coming my way.

Crap, I'm gonna get killed. I wanted to run but my legs wouldn't go any faster than as slow as I was going.

I'm a few feet from the corner and my heart is racing. I continue to walk backward away from the shooter but I could hardly go faster.

I couldn't do anything else. Except for hope I wouldn't die. Suddenly I felt myself run into something or someone.

I stop jumping a little and look behind me. It was an older man with a mask on. He must've been the shooter accompanists. Crap.

I was frozen still in fear and the fact that I didn't know what else to do. The figure behind me grabbed me by the back of my shirt collar.

The one around the corner just came, laughing a bit, "you're stuck with us now little girl." The first one said.

I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out. I was too weak against them.

"Now, you'll get us into one of these classrooms," the second one says very seriously, "or we'll shoot you. Got it?"

We make our way to the nearest classroom and the first guy knocks on the door. There was no reply, then he twists the doorknob and surprisingly, it opens but not too far before it's stopped by a chain hooked to the handle.

"Well," the first guy says, "are you going to get us in or what?" The one who had a hold of my shirt let go shoving me a bit to the door.

"Hey you guys!" a voice says just as I was about to open my mouth, "let her go."

The voice sounds familiar so I look over to see who it was and so do the shooters.

"Spider-Man?" The second guy says, "how'd he even get in here?"

Because he's a student that goes here, I think sarcastically and hit my head against the door in annoyance, how did I get caught up in this mess?

The two shooters hold up their guns aiming them at Spider-Man. A series of BANG! Was heard after that. I sucked down and covered my ears terrified.

CLICK CLICK. A gun sounds, "damn, out of bullets. Be sure to hit 'em." The first one states

"Why don't you pick on someone your own size?" I hear Spider-Man yell to them as he kicks the first guy in the head while dodging bullets.

I look at Spider-Man kind of angry, "seriously? I'm about as tall as you are!" I yell at him.

Spider-Man stops and stares at me for a second, " it's just a cool phrase I wanted to use."

"Well these guys are like two feet taller than you or me," I argue standing up.

"Ugh, like I said its just a phrase so it's metaphorical," then I remembered something that was probably a bad time. Spider-Man was Peter Parker. The same Peter Parker that I'm pretty sure I like.

I crossed my arms not replying to him I could feel my cheeks get warm. But that was also a bad time because I heard a loud BANG! And everything went black.

What happened? I didn't know where I was, nor how I got here, but it was all black. Maybe I was dreaming. I pinched myself on the arm painfully but felt no pain at all. Yup, it's a dream.

I looked around at myself and noticed I was in the same close as earlier but there was blood running down my back and chest. Shit, what happened?

I felt around my neck and what felt like a hole was there. I tried to feel inside it, but something small and solid was in the way. I tried to grab it but was stopped by a force on my arm shaking me.

I couldn't see what it was. It was like it was invisible or something.

"(Y/N)!" I heard someone yell and my head began to hurt, "(Y/N)!" I heard them yell again. Then I guess I woke up because I was back at school, but I was laying on the ground.

I was met by a sudden burst of pain in my head and neck, "(Y/N) thank God you're alive. I thought he killed you!"I looked up to see Spider-Man, but with his mask off as Peter.

"W-wha...," my voice trailed off into nothing. It hurt to speak so I didn't.

I felt a drop of water lightly splash on my face I look back up at Peter is he crying? I guessed right, he was crying. That one guy must've shot me. So then why was Peter so sad?

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WOT!!! Plot twist! Didn't see that coming did you? No? Yeah, neither did I. But I just thought I this and it was BEAUTIFUL!

So anyways I told you I'd update on time, and I did.

See what happens next time. Till then
Me