SOFIAS POV

I was walking down the streets of Queens,New York; my mom kicked me out of the apartment AGAIN so she could have her little boy toy over. I winced at the pain on my shoulder when I suddenly hit it on a poll; I went to a secluded alley way to pull down my shirt to see that the the huge cut on my shoulder had reopened and started bleeding again; "Shit" I mumbled. I quickly lifted my shirt back on top so know one would notice, but it was too late; Spiderman was hanging off a web, staring right at my shoulder. Even though he had a mask on, I could tell that his face was filled with shock. "Are you alright,miss? Did someone hurt you?" The superhero slowly came off the web, inching closer to me. "I'm alright, just a little cut.." I said, rapidly walking out of the alleyway; I didn't want him getting ideas that I was being abused at home. Suddenly, Spiderman grabbed on to my other shoulder, aware of the other being cut. "I'm sorry,miss, but I think you should get to the hospital; it looks pretty severe.Here, I'll take you" Lending out his hand. "Really,I'm fine... just need to bandage it up when I get home." I stated; once again, i turned around, almost making it back on the streets when the hero suddenly asked the question i was dreading for him to not ask. " Wait! I don't mean to get into your business, but how exactly did you get that cut? That couldn't have possibly been the result of hitting the poll..." I started to tense up. I was horrible at lying. "I...I f-fell down the stairs" " I'm no doctor, but falling down the stairs wouldn't result in such a bad cut." That's when I started to get impatient. " I'm Fine!!" I semi- shouted; I immediately regretted it. Spiderman was shocked at my reaction. " I'm fine" I whispered, trying to calm myself down. Then, without warning, i ran away as fast as i could. I couldn't deal with this right now.I could hear him shouting "Wait!" But I didn't stop. I reluctantly ran back to my apartment, having nowhere else to go. Finally having the courage to do so, I knocked on the door. "Hey mom, dad? It's me!" Suddenly, the door slammed open, with my mom sleeping drunkly on the couch and my dad staring at me with a bottle of beer in his hand. "What're you doing here?!? I thought we told you to stay out until mom was done! My dad said, drawing closer to Me. I took a few hesitant steps back, nervous of what he'd do, and thinking about my next words carefully. " Mom said to come back in an hour..." I gulped. " Well, IM saying to GET OUT!!!" All of a sudden he threw a bottle of beer towards my head. Having a feeling this would happen, I cleverly dodged it. I've gotten used to it; coming home, getting hit or having an object thrown at me... it wasn't new. I suddenly ran to my room, locked the door, and held my knees to my chest. "GET OUTTA THERE YOU LITTLE SHIT!!" he screamed. I shivered in fear. I put my covers over my head and cried myself to sleep.

I woke up a couple hours later, my skin dry from all my tears. I always try to convince myself to bottle up my feelings, but that never works. Whenever my parents scream at me, I can feel a pull of water coming out of my eyes. "Stop crying!!" And "Don't be a baby" is what they would say. I crept slowly over to my door,careful not to make to much noise. I opened my door to see that both parents were sleeping; my dad on the ground, my mom still on the couch. I checked the time on the microwave; it was 9:30 pm. I should probably go to sleep, I thought to myself. I closed my door slowly, making sure to lock the door, And crept back into bed. I had every intention of sleeping, but for some reason I just stayed awake, staring at the chipped ceiling: Just thinking about Spiderman.

A/N: So, this is my first chapter! What do you think? This is my first time ever writing, and I was rlly excited. I know it's kinda short, but I'll make them longer throughout the story!