AN: hey everyone, so did you like the last chapter. I was highly disappointed with the lack of reviews but seeing how this story has gotten more enthusiastic reviews I'm not complaining. I. Got. A. Flame. WTF.
[ will not say user name]: Felixlover, I highly think you need help. This story is everywhere and it sucks. Please stop writing this story.
Okay so I understand I'm not the best writer, but dude, really. You didn't have to slam me. If you don't like it don't read it.
Any way nobody's guessed yet. I'm taking out the poll for the death, it takes too long.
/(\ means flashback.
Ahhhh this chapter was so hard to write, and it's violent. And .
Tata enjoy the chapter
I woke up in chains. I freaked out and automatically looked down. I was still wearing my clothes. But they were torn up to the point where they were no longer clothes. I had slashes all across me and I felt fried. My platinum blonde hair fell in dirty limp strands. The side of my face was wet. The room was pitch black. I struggled against the chains then gave up. My wrists were rubbed raw and I felt the chains cutting into my ankles. I saw the door open and a person walked in. "Are you done?" "Harry!" I rasped. "I can't remember anything, what happened, why..." "SHUT UP! God your so annoying." I flinched away. "Harry please." I whispered, "Please, please." I was practically begging now. He rolled his eyes and unlocked the chains. I collapsed on the filthy floor in a pool of blood. Groaning I sat up, but he kicked me back down. "Still think I'm worthless?" he hissed in my face. "What the hell are you talking about." I managed to gasp out. He placed a hand on my chest and crushed me to the floor. "You really don't remember." he stated, looking in my eyes. I shook my head, painfully. "We'll maybe this will help." he said, crushing his lips on mine. All of a sudden the events of last night rushed to me.
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After Gwen saved me Harry had left in a huff. Gwen and I had a conversation, then I went off to bed. I walked into my prison sell (I refused to call in a room) and saw Harry sitting on my bed playing the guitar. "Get out." I said in my deadliest voice. He looked up and went back to strumming. I walked over to my electric and put a hand on it. "May I?" he nodded. I strummed, then started playing my favorite song
"I will keep quiet
You won't even know I'm here
You won't suspect a thing
You wont see me in the mirror
But I crept into your heart
You can't make me disappear
Till I make you"
I looked at Harry and saw him set his jaw.
"I made my self at home
In the cobwebs and the lies
I'm learning all your tricks
I can hurt you from inside
I made myself a promise
You would never see me cry
Till I make you"
He moved over to the drum kit and started playing
"You'll never know what hit you
Won't see me closing in
I'm gonna make you suffer
This hell you put me in
I'm underneath your skin
The devil within
You'll never know what hit you
I will be here
when you think your all alone
Seeping through the cracks
I'm the poison in your bones
My love is your disease
I won't let it set you free
Till I break you"
He looked at me and gave me a dark smirk. Knowing that the song was for him.
"You'll never know what hit you
Won't see me closing in
I'm gonna make you suffer
This hell you put me in
I'm underneath your skin
The devil within
You'll never know what hit you
I tried to be the lover to your nightmare
Look what you mad of me
Now I'm the heavy burden that you can't bear
Look what you made of me
Look what you made of me
I'll make you see"
I looked right at him
"You'll never know what hit you
Won't see me closing in
I'm gonna make you suffer
This hell you put me in
I'm underneath your skin
The devil within
You'll never know what hit you
The devil within
You'll never know what hit you."
I finished, still looking at him. "So why was that for me?" I just shook my head. "You little brat tell me." I blew up at the brat. "You know what, stop treating me like crap. I'm a person to. God stop acting like your worthless!" he growled and pushed me to the wall. "You'll regret that." he pushed me into a dark room, and took out a few knives. The first one pinned my shoulder to the wall, the second sliced my temple and the third was in his hand. He brutally slammed his lips on mine and I squealed in protest, trying to push him off me. But he dug the knife into my hip, and I collapsed, screaming. He knelt down then straddled me. I struggled, to no avail. He then repeatedly slammed me int the gut with the hilt of the knife. I clawed at him,trying to get him off, and he picked up my head and slammed it into the ground. Blood trickled out of my mouth, an I moaned. He laughed darkly. "Don't worry love, you can choose. I get what I want, or you can hurt." I let out a strangled gasp, "No, I will never let you take me, ever. I would rather die." he frowned, then smirked, "So be it." he repeatedly slammed my head into the ground. "I'll let you choose, when you can't stand the pain, your aloud to give into me." I groaned "Never." his face turned dark. He slashed three times down my side, then dragged me up the wall. He crushed me against the wall then shoved his mouth against mine again. This time it was full force, and he wasn't holding anything back. He grabbed my shoulders and pulled back and slammed me against the wall three time. I heard a few ribs cracked, and I screamed in agony. He tore at my clothes until they were shreds, he pulled my bra down. I kneed him in the balls,and he hunched down on top of me trapping me against the wall. "Fuck you." he muttered. "Never." I hissed back. He slapped me then walked out. I pulled up my bra, then tried to cover myself.
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I gasped against his mouth as he was trailing his hands down. Then he was pulled off by someone. I collapsed into their arms, and blacked out.
I woke up next to gwen on a bed. Peter walked in, took Gwen out, and left. He didn't spare me a glance. "Hey darling." I turned over, "Daddy? Is it really you?" he nodded. "We saved you." I winced, "He hates me doesn't he?" Bruce winced as well. "No he's just confused." I nodded. "Harry likes me. I hate it. He's being controlled. And I can't handle it. And I I'm in love with Peter."
Peter POV:
"I I'm in love with Peter." I heard from the room Em was in. I moved back, and ran to my floor in the stark tower. I couldn't get over the fact that she liked, no, loved me. But Gwen was alive. But I also moved on. "Peter." I spun around, "Gwen. Hey look, I..." "Peter I moved on. I'm so sorry." I looked at her in shock. "No it's fine, I was about to say the same thing." Gwen smiled then walked away. I slowly walked up to Em's room then I knocked on the door. Bruce answered it, then smiled and walked out. I walked into the room, and she gave me a watery smile. "Em, I have something to say. And your not aloud to interupte. I love you Emmiline, I love your smile your laugh, your personality. Everything." "I do too." "I said not to inturupte. Loving me comes with a price. You'll always be in danger. Even more than you are now. So it's your choice." I said, my voice trailing down to almost nothing. So I think sewers both shocked when she moved forward and lightly press her lips on mine. She moved back, and I lightly held her neck, moving forward, but stopping to make sure it was okay. She nodded and I pressed my lips on hers, slowly moving my mouth against her, giving her plenty of room to back away. We broke apart, and she hugged me, wincing when her wounds contacted with my chest. I picked her up bridal style, and carried her down to the couch in the living room. Every one was already gathered there, so I placed her down, and went to get her a drink.
Normal POV:
As peter went to get me a drink, Aunt May sat next to me. She stroked my hair until Peter came back. "Everyone, I need to tell you something." she said her voice cracking. I squeazed her hand, knowing what was wrong. "I I have cancer, I'm dieing."
AN: sad face. I'm so mean arn't I. So this chapter was deep, even for me. This is why it's rated T. Please review. Pwity pwease.
Felixlover.