|Almost Supernatural: Book I| Dib X Spider-Human Reader

Ch. 20: Backstaber

A/N: Ok, this is gonna become some real shiz 😂. I'm finally ready to move on to the highest points of this story. Be prepared... Forgive typos!

1st Person POV:

Never before had I though I would be stabbed in the back by someone I thought was a friend. Sure, friends come and go, get over it, but, in this case, you can't really expect me to get over being kidnapped, can you?

Rewind

Summer had been pretty boring after the day of my birthday. I got a phone call from Dib's father—who I still have yet to meet—saying that they were off on some big vacation to London. Lucky dogs. I also hadn't heard from Zim in a while. I would head over there sometimes and give a few good knocks before being met with dead silence. In short, I'm a couch potato who currently has no friends.

I decided to whip out my phone and scroll through some of the more ancient pictures.

I passed by pictures of when Dib and I first became friends, and boy, we're we happy. Going backwards were pictures of all my spiders who died in the fire months ago. I had pictures of when Lucille first had her babies, and when her babies had babies, so on and so forth.

I later reached a part that was faint in my memory. I had only ever scrolled back this far once or twice. I smiled sadly as I looked at the photos of my mom and dad holding me when I was just a baby. My first step, my first birthday, my first words, and finally, a video that I had never seen before.

A white hospital looking room had shown in the background behind my parents. In my mom's arms was a small child, with pale blue skin and black tufts atop her head. I began to sniffle as I heard my mothers angelic voice.

"Our little girl." She cooed. "Our little Y/N..." My father chimed. Tears slipped from my eyes as my parents cradled little me in their arms. Then, their faces looked worried at something off the screen.

"No, not yet. You-you can't!" My father covered my mother and I in his arms. I gasped as the blur of a white figure entered the screen before my phone powered off. I knew that whatever that white figure was surely had something to with the death of my parents.

"No! No, no, no!" I fumbled for my charger and plugged it in. I waited, pleading for about five minutes before throwing my phone across the room, shattering it completely. I let out a cry and began to sob loudly on the couch, not caring if anyone heard. A few minutes passed before I felt a soft rubbing on my ankle. I looked up with puffy eyes to see Zim.

"Are you ok Y/N human?" He asked in a more mellow tone than normal. I wiped my face and choked out a shaken, "Yes." However, he didn't buy it. His pinkish eyes scanned my face for any signs of extreme distress before sighing.

"Zim, it's nothing, really!" I assured him.

"Y/N human, you broke your phone. It is not nothing!" He clutched my arm. "Tell Zim what is wrong. I don't like you when you are sad." I straightened up on the couch and began my story.

"I was taken from my parents when I was little, and they were killed for it. I've been receiving funds monthly and been taking care of myself since I was seven. I got bored today and scrolled through my photos to find a video of me and my parents at birth."

"Keep going." He said.

"Well, things were happy until a white, blurred figure entered the screen, and then my phone died. My phone wouldn't turn back on, so I threw it at the wall." I slowed down and slurred the last part.

"I'm so sorry, Y/N human." He patted my shoulder, then have me a hug. I had to push down his lekku gently in order to keep them from poking me in the eye. He flinched at first , but let me proceed.