❝𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐒 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑.❞

Chapter 8: Hurt

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—-Previously—-

"Y/n...what's wrong? Did something happen?" He asked, clearly concerned.

"Nothing happened, I just gotta go do things-"

"You've been really secretive a lot you know...why won't you tell me stuff anymore?" He said, his tone sounded annoyed.

"Peter are you serious- please don't tell me you're getting mad at me." I said sort of annoyed at the fact he was mad at me when he's been disappearing for ages.

"Yes! I'm very mad!!" He said, his voice getting higher and higher.

This wasn't gonna end well.

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"How can you be mad?! If anything I'm the one who should be mad! You always disappear and ditch me on our hangouts sometimes! I finally have to leave for once and you're telling me off while I kept my mouth shut the many times you've done the same thing?" I shot back.

"I- you know what...just go. Movie nights over." He said running his hands through his hair angrily.

"Fine then." I said as I turned my back towards him and walked out of the apartment, upset. I wanted to cry, but right now isn't the time. I headed down to the bank, ready to take all my anger out on the robbers. I ran into the alleyway taking off my jacket and sweatpants, leaving me in my suit that I had on underneath.

I quickly hid the clothes behind the garbage can, into a plastic storage container I stuck to the side of the garbage can. I put on my mask and ran across the street and into the bank.

The men I saw were...dressed in the avengers masks? Stupid. I shook my head and saw all of them facing the money machine, pulling out some sort of alien weapon? What was that? I had to get closer to it. I slowly crept up behind them trying not to cause any noise, but they powered it up and somehow took the cover off the machine, flinging it to the side.

I dodged the cover of the machine, but before I could do anything, the man with the powerful weapon saw me.

"Look at what we've got here." The guy said as he powered the machine back up again, making a roaring sound. He pointed the machine towards me, but it instantly flew back as I saw spiderwebs tangled up against it.

"Nice of you to drop in Spidey, but I clearly had it covered." I said sarcastically.

"Sure you did, but me coming in to help made it better. Hey- we should be partners!" He said in a happy tone.

"That doesn't sound too bad-"

Before I could answer, a powerful punch threw me back and I crashed into the wall, leaving a big hole.

"OW THAT WAS PAINFUL." I yelled as I held my back in pain.

"Are you okay?" Spider-Man shouted as he started webbing up some of the guys.

'Come on y/n, put on your tough act. You need to be strong so you both can stop these criminals together.' I thought to myself.

"Yeah I'm- I'm fine." I said standing up straight and throwing my fists up again.

One guy came running towards me with a knife, but I caught his hand and twisted his arm around. He yelped in pain and I threw him against the wall making him crash to the floor. I turned around to see where the other guys were, but as I did I felt a sharp pain in my right leg. The one guy that was once on the floor had crawled over and stabbed my leg while I wasn't looking.