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[You're a worthless bitch. You're lucky you have me. No one else would want to be with a whore like you.]
Persephone's heartbeat raced, sweat forming on her forehead. Tears leaked out of her eyes as her breathing quickened.
Screams. Laughing. A smirk. Fists. Clothes. Her boyfriend.
She didn't know what was worst- the voices or the replays.
[You're never going anywhere. You've got no one to turn to. Not even that tranny of yours.]
Peter watched on with a small frown on his face. He had woken up from her heavy breathing. Soon enough, his sister would begin screaming and that would wake up their Aunt May. He couldn't let that happen. The poor woman was overworked trying to maintain all three of them and the apartment they lived in. Not to mention the amount of guilt Persephone would have on herself once she found out. The last time she had screamed, she hadn't spoken in days and Peter would find her with something covering her mouth to muffle her screams.
A nightmare, just like every night. It overtook Persephone whenever she slept. Peter hated to see her like this. He never even knew what the source of these nightmares were. He just knew that they were the reason as to why she fell asleep late in the mornings. She was lucky if she even got four hours of sleep.
He slid down from the top bunk and cautiously moved to sit down by her head. She tended to thrash around in the middle of her nightmares. One time, she had managed to scratch him deeply with her nails. That had been before he had been bitten by the radioactive spider. Before he had become Spider-Man.
"Pers.. wake up." He murmured, moving the sheets off of her body to give her a cool front against her sweaty body
She mumbled something incoherent, her face scrunching up. Peter bit on the inside of his cheek, reaching over and shaking her awake.
[You're pathetic. You're nothing but my pet.]
Persephone shot up in her bed, eyes wide. Peter watched on, the inside of his cheek slowly turning raw as he tasted the metallic blood coming out. It wasn't that he was scared of his sister. No, it was far from that. He was scared for her.
The brunette girl took a minute to catch her breath and realize that she was safe from the darkness of her dreams. Even so, that didn't necessarily mean that she was safe from the darkness of her life.
She turned her head to look into the eyes of her brother's. She felt guilt seep into her,"D.. did I wake you?"
[Don't you ever know when to stop? You're such an idiot.]
The boy was quick to shake his head, his eyes moving over to look at the clock on their nightstand. 6:00 am," I woke up a few minutes before six. I just wanted to make sure that you were okay."
She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, her eyes closing as her brother took her hand in his,"I'm fine, really. Thanks for waking me up."
"'Course. Wouldn't want to be late for school." He gave her a small smile
"Cause the infamous Spider-Man couldn't possibly suffer another detention?" She teased, a smile growing on her face
That was his sister. The one who liked to joke and poke fun. The one who smiled and laughed. The one he knew and loved.
"Stop it." He whined, shoving her shoulder playfully," Get up, you dork, or we'll be late."
"Whatever you say, friendly neighborhood Spider-Man, or, as J.J.J. puts it, menace." Persephone laughed, getting up from her bunk in her long sleeved sweatshirt and her black leggings
"You're terrible." Peter groaned as he got up as well
"You love me."
[No one could ever love you. You belong to me.]