Episode Fourteen: The Rage Returns
"...Parker..." This demonic sounding voice, like nothing Peter had ever heard before, echoed across New York City, ending in Peters dimly lit bedroom.
"...Peter..." A voice called out inside his head while he slept, "Do You See All The Pain That You've Caused?" The voice asked scratching at the inside of his skull. Flashes of Peter's past played on repeat in his head, as sweat ran down his body squeezing at his bed sheets. "Carrie?" mumbled in his sleep. The voice inside his head, it belonged to Carrie. "Ohh Peter..." Carrie taunted as Peter suddenly woke up in freezing cold sweat.
"Peter, is everything okay?" Carrie asked switching back on the lamp beside them as they shared the same small twin bed. Peter was back in Chamberlain, back at Aunt Margret's house, back next to Carrie White. "Carrie?" Peter said breathing very heavily. "Whats wrong cutie?" Carrie asked with her usual shy smile, slowly rubbing Peters gut. Carrie noticed that her cousin was to in shock to talk, "...Hey Pete...Momma's not here anymore...so how bout we for another baby Hmm?" Carrie asked biting down on her lip and graving Peters crouch.
She playfully leaped onto her cousins lap and forcefully pressed his hands against her incredibly smooth feeling ass. Peter was enticed by Carrie's attire, she was wearing a short singlet and panties, very different from the usual nighty. Carrie smiled to herself a licked the outside of Peter's lips, tearing off her small shirt exposing her perky erect breasts. "Come on Peter, don't you wanna fuck the good catholic girl one last time?" Carrie taunted as the two kids began to suckle on each others tongues.
Peter pulled Carrie down onto her back as he tore off her skin tight pink underwear, until Carrie was left completely naked, a cheeky smile on her face. "That's It Parker...You Still Want Me After All...Don't You?" Carrie continued to taunt Peter as the disturbed young man began to return to his senses. "What?" Peter replied as Carrie rolled over onto her stomach, touching her self in front of Peter, while her small inviting ass waved in the air. "You...Mine...Peter...You'll AH...Always Be Mine..." Carrie said, moaning with pleasure, biting down on her pillow.
Peter couldn't help himself he slowly reached, licking the edges of his cousins soaked vaginal opening, her toes curled and her heart raced. Peter licked up, and down the crack of Carrie's ass, squeezing onto the meat, and listing to her moan with pleasure, saliva running out of her mouth. She leaned up, resting her back against her cousins torso as the two licked inside of each others mouths. Peter squeezed Carrie's breasts hard sucking onto her milk filled nipples. "Come on baby...don't tease me, PLEASE..."
Peter finally thrusted himself into Carrie's rump, as a look of painful satisfaction filled her expressions, she again bit her lip hard as the entire bed began rock uncontrollably, the two kids shared another passionate kiss as Peter thrusted harder and harder. Carrie could taste her own milk in Peter's breath. "...Fuck Me Harder Peter..." Carrie demanded with a look on her face like she was about to cry. "...AH, AH...I-AH...I LOVE YOU PE-AH-ETER Parker...I love you much, AH, AH..." Carrie admitted before biting down on her already saliva stained pillow.
Peter and Carrie, at that moment, it was like everything was back to the way it use to be; but that feeling, unfortunately, couldn't last forever.
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!
Peter alarm clock rang off like the apocalypse, causing him smash down on it like a miniature car crash. "PLEASE DON'T HURT ME PETER!" Caroline begged dragging herself towards the wall, away from her sleeping bag. "No-No sorry it's...it's nothing Sorry..." Peter assured her, almost laughing to himself. "You know Care you could of slept in the bed...I would have got the floor..." Peter said with a slight smile. "But...the-then it wouldn't be a sleepover..." Carrie said with a nervous smile. "Ha, no I...guess it wouldn't be..." Peter said, looking into the cute eyes of the girl he once loved, Caroline looked just like her, the ways she walked, talked, her mannerisms, they were just like, Carrie's.
"...Caroline...what, did your sister do to you...I mean, this is like something out of a bad comic book..." Peter joked around trying to make this new Carrie feel welcome. "She um...I-I don't want to talk about it..." Caroline replied hiding her face away from Peter. "This is crazy I mean...how did we not know about you...if have so many questions Caroline..." Peter said as he suddenly began to feel extreme pain inside his head.
"Do you see now Pete...my Momma was a bad women, if not for her, THIS IS THE KIND OF GIRL I COULD HAVE BEEN, we could have raised Ben together, as a family; but people like Momma, Chris, Sue, Tommy, and all others like you turned me into what I am now, a murderer, and an apparent criminal...but my son Peter, my son has helped me change, for the better...I don't want to kill you anymore...instead I just want to break you...I'm sorry, but it's the only way for you to be like me, and understand what I am...maybe after you've killed a few people I'll stop...and that's were Caroline comes in..." Carrie explained as Peter was snapped back to reality, he took a deep breath and suddenly heard fits of laughter coming from beside his bed.
Caroline flashed white, and then morphed into an insane looking red headed young man, wearing white jumpsuit and a large futuristic looking watch. "Hey Pete, HeHe-well, Teen-Mom must defiantly like you if she putting ya through all this HeHe-HaHaHa...I'm C.K, by the way." C.K taunted with a psychotic grin. "...Bravo, but what exactly was the end game for having a psycho sleepover?" Peter taunted back with a smile of his own. "Oh, to show you how easy to manipulate you are...I could have killed you and your Auntie while ya slept-I wanted to, but I didn't, cause you know-she said she would rip my head, and rip something else off too-and I don't want that-HaHa...but the point is...you apparently like thinking your the better cousin, that your so much more...Amazing, than Carrie; Well Guess What...It didn't take much to convince you that I was, Carrie's long lost sister." C.K explained happily.
"I mean I saw the way look at me...I could tell that didn't completely buy into my scam...but ya went with it anyway, and as a result...let a psycho killer live with ya..." C.K taunted before releasing a gut wrenching fit of laughter. "...if your suppose to be Spider-Man you are the worst superhero this great city has to offer..." C.K continued as Peter rushed him, graving by the throat. "I swear to god-I'LL KILL YOU!" Peter shrieked raising C.K into the air. "DO IT-DO IT-HAHA-Captain America Kills, Iron-Man Kills, Batman Kills, Even SUPERMAN-So come on-DO IT-DO IT NOW-COME ON!"
Peter screamed at the top of his lungs and slammed C.K's head into the wall, knocking him out cold. Aunt May banged on Peter's bedroom door demanding to know what was going on. C.K and Carrie were crazy, but they were right; everything they said, was true. Peter had only been Spider-Man for a short time, but it if he allowed this maniac to hurt Aunt May, he never be able to forgive himself. He clenched his fists into a ball, and craved into himself on his bedroom floor. The worst part of it all, was that Carrie, in her own sick way, still did love Peter; and unfortunately, the feeling went both ways, the two kids, still wanted to be with each other; but how could they after all that's happened.
And All That Will Happen
Meanwhile
Carrie sat with little Ben, playing with coloring in books together. These new abilities Carrie was developing, she was still becoming stronger, and stronger as the days went by. Ben smiled at his mother those little blue eyes, the crayons and books began to float into the air at young Ben's will, bringing a smile to his mothers face. She lifted herself into the air, not breaking eye contact with her son. Ben giggled to himself and slowly began to levitate towards his already floating mother.
For the first time in months, Carrie was actually, undeniably, happy. This was her first real experience with her son, and it lived up to all her expectations. "I love you, my little Ben Parker Jr..." Carrie said, holding her sons hand, with nothing more than two fingers. "No one...will ever take you away from me again...you understand me sweetheart...no one, it will be you and me...forever..." Carrie proclaimed with proud smile.
She dropped back down to the ground, and telekinetically pulled her son into her loving arms. "...This city is going to be ours...just you wait..." Carrie said, promising her son a brighter future. "Now Momma has write something in her diary okay..." Carrie said nipping at Ben checks. She let little Ben down to play and reached down into her old bag pack, pulling out an slightly burned old journal. She gave her son one last look of security, before finally pressing her pen to an empty page.
"Who Am I, You Sure You Wanna Know? The story of my life is not for the faint of heart, if somebody told you it was a happy little tale. If somebody told you I was just your ordinary average girl not a care in the world, Somebody lied. But let me assure you, this story like any worth telling, is all about a boy..."
"I remember a time, staying over at Aunt May's house, she told me something that I was recently reminded of. She told me this after I tried to saved a worm from being run over, I get didn't get there in time, and was really broken up about it, don't judge. But she told me, You Owe The World Your Gifts, You Just Have To Figure Out How To Use Them. Well Aunt May, a little while ago I learned how to use them, not for myself, for my son. Everyone has apart themselves they hide, even from the people they love most; But not me and Benny, we're the only thing in each others lives. We will protect each other, love each other, watch over each other. And no one, no one, will ever, take you away from me again. I love you, my little Ben Parker Jr."
Carrie smiled her devilish grin, writing in her diary and listening to her new i-pod. Life was good, and no matter what she did, no matter hard she tried; she just couldn't help, but smile.
Lily Allen - Smile
"When you first left, I didn't know what to say, I never been on my own that way, just sat by myself all day."
"I was so lost back then, but with a little help from my friends, I found the light in the tunnel at the end."
"At first, when I see you cry, yeah it makes me smile, yeah it makes me smile."
"At worst, I feel bad for awhile, but then I just smile, I go ahead and smile."
"I couldn't laughing, no I just couldn't help myself, see you messed up my mental health, I was quite unwell."
"I was so lost back then, but with a little help from my friends, I found the light in the tunnel at the end."
"At first, when I see you cry, yeah it makes me smile, yeah it makes me smile."
"At worst, I feel bad for awhile, but then I just smile, I go ahead and smile."
"At first, when I see you cry, yeah it makes me smile, yeah it makes me smile."
"At worst, I feel bad for awhile, but then I just smile, I go ahead and smile."
To Be Continued