Holding Out for a Hero Chapter 6: What Doesn't Kill You, a spider-man fanfic

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Chapter 6: What Doesn't Kill You

The next day I woke up to a massive hangover and spent the whole day in bed, making the excuse to my dad and Ashely that I was sick. I received at least 3,000 text from Stevie apologizing for leaving me like that last night with that creep. I only forgave her to get her to shut up. I know I couldn't stay mad at her forever but how could she leave me like that. After talking to Stevie, I closed my eyes again and drifted off to sleep.

I walked into Reid Summer's house with my good friends Danielle and Amanda.

"Are you sure you want to do this, Anne?" Danielle asked as she hid her face behind her blonde hair.

There three of us walked through the crowd to make our way to the beach where I knew Noah and his friend would be. Yeah, Reid Summer's parents were both doctors so he got to live in a nice beach house and his parents were gone that weekend so he threw a major party. It was suppose to be the last major party of the summer before September hit.

"Yeah, I'm sure" I said, still looking ahead at the back door.

"You know Noah won't be happy" Amanda said to me as we kept walking.

"That's revenge" I said as we stood in front of the back door and I turned the handle.

We stepped outside and from the porch, I could see Noah. Sitting by the campfire with his buddies and that whore around his arm. I gave them a short glare before I glued my eyes at the band on the beach

"Maybe we should go?" Amanda asked as she grabbed my arm and tried pulling me back inside but I shrugged her off and stormed my way to the beach.

"Annabelle!" They both called but it was too late.

I walked up to the beach and stood in front of Noah, the whore and their buddies with my hand on my hip. Noah was taking a ship of his beer but almost spit it out when he laid eyes on me.

"Annabelle," he said as he set his beer on the ground, with a guilty look on his face. "I can explain-"

Before he could finish anything he could say, I turned and walked up to the band and whispered to one of the band members what I wanted to sing and quickly explained why.

A smile appeared on the band member's face as he nodded. He then walked over to the other members and told them what was going on. The lead singer than walked over to me and passed me the mic.

"Whenever you're ready" he said to me as I walked onto the stage.

I looked up and saw Noah with a scared look on his face and Danielle and Amanda standing in the back. I turned around, to look at the band, and gave them a nod. The nodded and I looked back at the crowd.

"Now go stand in the corner, and think about what you did,"

The band then started playing and the girls in the crowd started cheering. A smile appeared on my face as I started singing the rest of the song.

"Ha! Time for a little revenge!

The story starts when it was hot and it was summer and,
I had it all, I had him right there where I wanted him,
She came along, got him alone, and let's hear the applause,
She took him faster than you can say sabotage,
I never saw it coming, wouldn't have suspected it,
I underestimated just who I was dealing with,
She had to know the pain was beating on me like a drum,
She underestimated just who she was stealing from,

She's not a saint, and she's not what you think,
She's an actress, whoa!
She's better known for the things that she does,
On the mattress, whoa!
Soon she's gonna find stealing other people's toys,
On the playground won't make you many friends,
She should keep in mind, she should keep in mind,
There is nothing I do better than revenge, ha!"

I noticed the whore glaring at me with her arms crossed over her chest and Noah standing there like I was his mom bring out his baby picture or something. I smiled as I continued.

"She lives her life like it's a party and she's on the list,
She looks at me like I'm a trend and she's so over it-"

Noah had enough. He pulled me off the stage, making me drop the mic, and pulling me away from the crowd. Everyone started booing him for pulling me off but he just ignored it. He pulled me to the side of the house and then let go of me. He paced back in forth before turning around.

"What the hell was that?!" He yelled at me.

"Revenge is a bitch, eh?" I asked, glaring, as I crossed my arms over my chest.

"That was too far, Annabelle!"

"No I call it even! You break my heart and embarrass me, I embarrass you big time. Especially in front of your whore"

"Jenifer is not a whore!"

"Now your sticking up for her?! I just want to ask you one thing, Noah, before I slap you in the face and walk off. Was I just a prop? A prop so you could look good in front of your buddies?"

"No you weren't," he grabbed my face and started deep into my eyes. "I love you"

I shoved his hands away and pushed him.

"Then why go sleeping with the captain of the cheerleading team?!"

"I was just...going through a phase"

"What the 'cheating behind your girlfriend' phase?"

"She came onto me-"

"Then push her off! You have a brain up there, don't you?!"

I turned around and started walking away but he ran in front of me and stopped me.

"Annabelle, don't go"

"Why?! So you can suck lips with your girlfriend in front of me?!"

"No it's not like that-"

"Then what is it, Noah?!"

"I can't explain"

"Fine, then I'm leaving" I said as I walked around him and walked away.

"Anna-" He said as he grabbed my hand but I turned and slapped him across the face.

"We're threw! I never want to see you again!" I screamed at him as I stormed away knowing that in just a week, I'll be away from this place and in New York.

I opened my eyes, looking at the scenery of New York, I rubbed my eyes as I rose from my bed. There was a knock at my door and I let out a sigh.

"Come in!" I called back with my back facing the door.

The door creaked open as I heard the heels click on the hardwood floor.

"Hey sleepyhead," I heard Ashely's voice. "Feeling better?"

"Much" I responded.

"Great! I made waffles for breakfast. Get ready and come to the kitchen. I'll drive you today"

"No it's-" I said turning around to look at her but before I could respond, the door was already closed.

I let out a sigh as I got off my bed and walked to the bathroom with my clothes in my hand.

After getting ready, I walked to the kitchen where my breakfast was already sitting with my dad and Ashley. I walked into the dining room and sat in my spot beside my dad. Ashely was writing stuff down for work as she ate her breakfast and dad was reading the paper. i looked at the front page and read the title.

DR. CONNORS, THE LIZARD, ESCAPES PRISON! POLICE INVESTIGATING

"Dr. Connors?" Was the first thing that piped out of my mouth.

My dad pulled the paper down and looked at me.

"Whose that?" I asked as I took a bite of my waffle.

"Dr. Connors was a scientist as OSCROP. A great one but when he tested one of his experiments on himself he...changed and tried to destroy the city" My dad said.

"Why do they call him The Lizard?"

Because his experiment was suppose to help humans who've lost limbs, like himself. He tested it on himself and he went crazy. Turning him into a lizard"

"How did they stop him?"

"Spider-Man did but unfortunately, Dr. Connors killed the last police chief"

"That's so sad" Ashley said, sympathetically, as she put both hands on her chest.

I just rolled my eyes and continued eating. After finishing, I quickly got up and put my plate in the sink.

"I gotta go," I said. "Gonna be late for class"

I quickly walked over to the entrance of the apartment and picked up my bag. Just as my figure tips touched the door handle, Ashley called out.

"Wait!" she said with her mouth full. "I"m driving you!"

I heard her chair scrape against the hardwood floor as she got out of her seat. I closed my eyes and let out a sigh. I could just walk out here right now and pretend that I didn't hear her but I know I would get a mouth full from my dad when I got home tonight. So, I just backed away and waited, impatiently, as Ashley threw her plate into the sink and ran over to grab her keys and pure and quickly walked up to me with a smile.

"Shall we?" she asked.

I rolled my eyes as I turned the door handle and walked out, not bothering to hold the door for her. I continued down the hallway with my arms crossed over my stomach trying to ignore Ashley's heels hitting the title floor as she followed me to the elevator. We stepped into the elevator when it came up and stood in silence on the way down. I could tell Ashely was urging to say something but just bit her tongue when she had the courage to do so.

After reaching the garage, we walked over to her car and we were off. I just stared out the window as Ashley stared ahead at the traffic.

"So," Ashely finally let out. "How's school?"

"Fine" Was all that I said.

"You haven't told me about any of your new friends?" she said in a cheerful tone. "I'm just dying to meet them"

"I haven't really met any"

"What about that girl you went out with on Saturday? What was her name? Stevie?"

"I'm not really talking to her"

"Did something happen?" She asked in her 'fake' concerned tone.

I just didn't respond. Ashely didn't need to know about my personal life. I wish she would just stop acting like she cared. Just leave me alone!

Ashley let out a sigh as we continued down the street. It wasn't long until we pulled up into the school and made a stop. I quickly unbuckled my seat belt, grabbed my purse as grabbed the door handle before Ashely stopped me.

"Annabelle," she said.

I crocked my head to the side, covering my face with my hair so I could only see her threw the strands.

"I just want you to know. You can talk to me about anything that troubles you. I mean, I know I'm not your mom but I'll willing to-"

"Ashley," I stopped her. "Please just don't. I had a mom once. She didn't care enough to care about me and that's what I have to accept"

"Honey, that's not true"

"It is. She didn't care about me or Ariel. If she did...she'd still be here"

"You mom was just suffering with-" she said as she put her hand on my shoulder but I nudged it off.

"I don't want to talk about this," I interrupted her again. "I'm late. See you after school"

I pulled the door knob and slammed the door behind me and continued down the hall and went to my locker. As I opened the door, the bell rang and I quickly grabbed my books and I walked down the hall to Mr. Adams' classroom.

I walked in just as the classroom was filling up and sat in my seat, placed my books on my desk and laid my head on top of them.

That talk with Ashely really shook me up. The last person I talked to about my mom's death was to my therapist about a year and a half ago. I stopped going to sessions when she thought I didn't need to see her anymore and knew I could move on now. It's not like I was crazy or anything but I started seeing her after I had nightmares about my mom's death every night. I guess that's what happens after you witness your mother's own death.

"Miss Jamison?!"

I popped my head up to see Mr. Adams looking at me with a disappointed look on his face. He has his arms crossed over his chest and I could see a playbook in his hand but couldn't read the title. The rest of the students staring at me. Stevie looked at me with a concerned look on her face. I ignored the looks from the other students and focused on Mr. Adams.

"Yes Mr. Adams"

"I don't appreciate people who fall asleep in my class" he said in an angry tone.

A chuckle came out of some of the students.

"I'm sorry sir," I said. "Rough night, last night"

"I'm sure it was," he said now focusing his attention on the rest of the students. "Now, as I was saying. I was hoping to continue on with Hamlet today but, judging on your assignments you handed into me on Friday, I'm afraid a little more work is going to have to be done on our literature,"

He turned around and walked over to his desk and picked up a big pile of papers and walked back to stand in front of the class, holding the pile.

"Now, I've made copies of memorable works of Shakespeare. You and a partner will work together on the scripts, read them out to each other, and in a detailed paragraph tell me why its one of Shakespeare's most memorable works"

Mr. Adams lost us at partner. Everyone stated shuffling in their seats, trying to pick which friend to work with. Stevie turned around and looked at me with that devilish smile of hers.

"Partners?" she asked.

I really didn't want to go with her but I knew it was either her or somebody that would annoy me. I gave Stevie my 'fake' smile and nodded.

"Partners"

"Wait! Wait! Wait!" Mr. Adams called out and everyone turned back to look at him. "After grading your assignment and realizing none of you know anything on Shakespeare or didn't even bother to listen last years lecture on him," he said as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "I've decided to make the partners"

Everyone let out a groan as they crossed their arms over their chest. Mr. Adams started passing out random scripts to each of us.

"Who got the scene where Hamlet talks to his dead fatha?!" The girl with the thick New York accent called out.

"Here!" some guy called back.

Mr. Adams than placed a script in front of me and I read the front page.

WILLIAM SHAKESPEAR'S ROMEO AND JULIET

ACT II, SCENE II

CAPULET'S ORCHARD

I fell back into my seat as I realized what scene I got. Crap! I got the balcony scene. One of the most romantic scenes in Romeo and Juliet...and I wasn't in the mode for romance at the moment. Why couldn't I have gotten Julius Caesar or Hamlet? I really did enjoy Hamlet.

I knew I wasn't going with Stevie, thank god for that! I listen in on the crowd, trying to scope out who had my scene when I felt a tap on my right shoulder. I turned to come face to face with Peter.

"Hey," he said. "Which scene did you get?"

"Romeo and Juliet," I responded. "The balcony scene"

A big smile appeared across his face.

"Great!" He said. "Then we're partners"

I felt a smile come upon my face as I turned and opened my script. Thank god I was going with Peter. Peter turned his body and did the same.

"So," I said. "How do you want to start off?"

"How about we read first and then decipher whats going on," he said. "So, who do you want to be?" he said, jokingly.

I smiled at him.

"I don't know," I said sarcastically. "I was hoping on being Juliet but if you want to be her?

"Great. I've always wanted to be"

I let out a chuckle and tried to stop myself from laughing.

"Ok, Romeo. Go!"

I asked Miss Chamberlin before going to third period if I could borrow the auditorium keys so I could practice at lunch. I didn't even have to ask twice before she threw me the keys.

"Keep them. I have spares. Go in there whenever you want. Before school, after school. During lunch, I don't care"

"But why are you letting me keep them?"

"My dear, you have a gift. You need to embrace it!

So, after lunch, I quickly went to my locker, put my books in there, and went to the auditorium, forgetting to lock the door behind me. I walked on stage, placed my purse down, and stared at the rows of empty seats.

Now, could you imagine them full? I would have a heart attack right then and there.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket and plugged it into the adapter that was hooked up to the stereo and selected the song. The beginning started playing and I inhaled and exhaled.

'Come on, Annabelle,' I said to myself. 'You can do it!'

"You know the bed feels warmer,
Sleeping here alone.
You know I dream in colour,
And do the things I want.

You think you got the best of me,
Think you've had the last laugh,
Bet you think that everything good is gone.

Think you left me broken down,
Think that I'd come running back,
Baby you don't know me, cause you're dead wrong.

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger!
Stand a little taller!
Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone.
What doesn't kill you makes a fighter!
Footsteps even lighter!
Doesn't mean I'm over cause you're gone.

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger! Stronger!
Just me, myself and I.
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger!
Stand a little taller!
Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone.

You heard that I was starting over with someone new.
They told you I was moving on over you.
You didn't think that I'd come back,
I'd come back swinging,
You try to break me but you see...

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger! Stronger!
Just me, myself and I.
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger!
Stand a little taller!
Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone.

Thanks to you I got a new thing started!
Thanks to you I'm not the broken-hearted!
Thanks to you I'm finally thinking 'bout me!
You know in the end the day,
you left was just my beginning.
In the end...

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger! Stronger!
Just me, myself and I.
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger!
Stand a little taller!
Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone.

I'm not alone"

I breath heavy after processing what just happened. I then heard a loud clap and a big, "Whoo!" that made my heart stop. Someone was watching me?! I hadn't even heard the door creak open! The person kept clapping as they came closer. I watched them emerge from the shadows and into the light.

Peter walked up to me with a big smile on his face as he continued clapping. He walked up on stage and stood in front of me.

"That was amazing!" he said, still clapping his hands. "I didn't know you could sing like that"

I stood there frozen as I stared at him with fear. I finally grabbed my phone, that was still plugged into the stereo and went for my purse but Peter grabbed my hand and stopped me.

"Whats wrong?" he asked in a concerned tone.

"How long were you standing there for?" I asked, now with my arms crossed over my chest.

"I came in the middle of the song. I was on my way to the cafeteria when I heard music playing in here and came to check it out. You're really good"

"No, I'm awful" I said, looking away.

"Hey," he put his hand on my chin and lifted it, making me look into his gorgeous brown eyes. "Your amazing"

Peter was telling the truth. I could tell. I don't know what it was about Peter but I had this feeling inside of me that he could be trusted. I did trust him more than Stevie. More than my own father!

I gave him a smile.

"Thanks," I said as I walked over and swung my purse over my shoulder. "Well, I gotta go. See ya later" I said as I turned around to walk off the stage but was stopped.

"Wait," Peter said. I turned around and looked at him in concern. "Do you have any planed tonight?" he asked as he scratched the back of his neck in that adorable way he did.

I crocked my head and looked at him with a

questionable look on my face.

"My Aunt May is making Spaghetti and Meat balls tonight and she makes the best in the city" he said, ending it with a smile.

I smiled back as I laughed at his awkwardness. I was about to say yes but then I remembered I promised to meet Spider-Man tonight.

"I'd love to Pete but I'm actually meeting somebody tonight and he'll probity kill me if I don't come tonight"

Peter looked like something dawned on him when I was thinking he would be upset with my answered.

"Oh...right. No big deal. Tomorrow? I don't know whats cooing tomorrow but whatever my Aunt May makes, to makes it to perfection"

I laughed again.

"Sure, I'd like that"

"Tomorrow than?"

"Tomorrow"

"I'll text you the details?"

I nodded as i continued my decent now the stairs.

"See ya, Pete" I said as I turned around. I walked out the auditorium and just as I walked around the corner I heard Peter yell out a,

"Yes!" in excitement.

I felt my cheeks flush as I continued my way down the hallway.