Do you tear yourself apart
to entertain like me?
P A R K E R
Maximoff in her white dress stood between me and (Y/n). The only one keeping us apart.
"Kill her. Peter." She said. "Don't let me down now."
"No." I said firmly, sweat dripped down my chin.
"She doesn't understand you, okay? I do. I know how's it feel to have everyone calling you a monster when they were the ones created you."
It was ironic that Wanda actually has a point, that she was able to convince me a little as I tried to fight back.
"If you don't then the Spider is nothing but a fool who is blind because of love. You are not weak, aren't you? Proof us we're wrong."
But out of the blue (Y/n) said. "Do it, Peter."
Both Wanda and I slowly turned to her in the corner, sitting helplessly on her own, looking at me.
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