Warning : Rape
Please don't read if you're sensitive about the subject. Probably going to get hate.
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"I guess, I'll see you tomorrow." you said standing up to leave. Spider-man stood up next to you and nodded.
"Same place, same time?" He asked, looking at you through his mask.
"Yeah, bye." You waved and turned around to walk to your apartment. Spider-man stared at you as you walked away from him.
He sighed deeply, wanting to tell you who he was but he couldn't, not when he care so much about you. He shot his web around the city, following his senses. He usually walk you home but you wanted him to go and help other people too. You promised him that you'll call for him if you're in trouble and he promised to always be there to help you.
You began to feel like somebody was following you, you looked back but saw no one. You started running but as soon as you did that, you heard footsteps and they're faster than yours. Your breath quickened and you began to feel nervous.
You yelped when a strong pair of hands caught your wrists, pulling you back causing you to stumbled on your feet. You tried to yank your hands off the person but nothing was working. You turned your head around seeing a boy who was probably 19 or 20. His breath reeks of alcohol. His grip on your wrists tightened causing you to yelp once again. You called out for your friend Spider-man but the boy punched you half way. You fell to the ground, holding your stomach with one hand as the other was being held by the boy.
Peter's spider senses began to tingled, chills ran up his spine and one of the criminal punched the side of his face because he wasn't focusing. He fought the criminal quickly, trying to save as much people as he could. When he was done with the dude, his senses were still tingling. He was about to shoot his web when an old woman cried out for help a block away from where he was.
His feet traveled quickly on the cement floor, he shot the web at the guy who was trying to get the old woman's purse. He dragged the guy's face with his web, hitting his head on the wall. He then gave the purse back to the woman and told her to call the police as his senses continued to tingle.
Police sirens rang through his ears as he glance around trying to see if there was anything else he could do to help. When he checked on everything, he followed his senses, trying to find the source of it.
"You gotta be kidding me," he said under his breath when he saw two cars being followed by more than 5 police cars on top of the building he was standing on.
He jumped down, webbing one of the car easily, helping the police. He then shot webs around the city following the other car who was way faster than the other one. Corner stores were starting to fall a part when that one damn car crashed into it every time they took a turn. Peter's had to stop for a few seconds to add his web fluid into his web shooters before he continued to followed the car. He could hear people screaming out in fear every time the car past them.
He didn't get why everything have to happened that time all at the same time.
While all that was happening, the boy carried you over his shoulder, nobody noticed him doing that because everybody was busy trying to stop and running away from the car. The boy ran into one of the alley, probably where he lived. He pulled open the door and placed you on one of the couches in the small room. You were barely awake after the punches he gave you.
