Growing up, Peter Benjamin Parker had always felt as if someone had been watching him. Wherever he went he felt eyes staring holes into the back of his head.
Everyone he told about it, decided he probably just had anxiety issues. So, he just shrugged the feeling off.
Monday
Peter woke up, looking towards the window his eyes went wide. Someone was staring at him, or he thought they were staring at him. He rushed to his feet, looking down through the window he made eye contact with the man. he was decked out in black, a skull with tentacles decorated his chest. Peter closed his eyes and counted to ten. When he opened them he was gone.
He saw the man again at his school, he was standing just outside of the gates, staring at him. All he felt was dread, so he closed his eyes and counted to ten again. He was gone.
When he was on his way home, the man, was following him. He knew it, 'its just your imagination.' He thought to himself walking into his apartment.
Tuesday
Awaking that morning, the man was there again, but closer this time. He felt a chill go up his spine. He shook his head and just looked away. He was just seeing things.
After school the man was there, staring at him again. This time he watched as the man slowly backed away.
On his way home, he noticed the guy following him again, this time though, he had a friend. He gulped picking up his pace.
Wednesday
He woke up, going to the window. The guy and his friend were there, he watched them with hawk eyes. Analyzing. The guys turned and walked away.
After school, he couldn't see them. But, he felt them, he could feel their eyes boring into him.
On his way home, the guys were closer to him. Watching. Following him.
Thursday
He awoke, his eyes snapping open. It was an hour before he would normally wake up, but the feeling was overbearing. He looked outside, and there they were watching him. The one on the left raised his hand and waved. His heart sank but, he raised his hand and waved back.
After school the guys were standing there, they waved him over. He almost moved to go to them, only stopping when MJ asked him where he was going.
On the way back, they chased him.
Friday
When he awoke, he didn't look out the window. Instead he opted to check on his aunt, only to find her dead.
At the police station, he stared at his shoes his stomach churning. "Let's go get your things."
Back at home, he found a box on his bed. Inside was a letter, it only had one sentence, "be safe, they're watching."
Saturday
He awoke in a bed, in the orphanage. He looked out the window and sees the guys, in sync they all wave.
He didn't wanna look up, "you want to adopt Peter? Sign here."
He found himself surrounded, his heart beating fast. "We've been watching you."
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Marvel and Spider-man Oneshots
Hayran KurguMainly involve Spider-Man (Some x Male!Reader) It starts out tough but my writing gets better i assure you, as well as my plot I get a lot of my inspiration from Tumblr and Instagram posts I do requests :D Very self conscious, I take criticism Read...
