Chapter 17: Chapter 17: Gwen [01]

17: Gwen [01]

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-Three days ago-

Gwen Stacy was not feeling well these past few days.

She was dizzy and nauseous. She was vomiting a lot, and it felt like shit.

She had an inkling as to what it could be, but she didn't want to believe that. She'd even bought a 'thing' when she returned from school today to test whether her suspicions were true or not, but she couldn't gather the courage to go and test using the 'thing'.

She was just afraid.

So, she just fell asleep, all while mulling over the drastic changes in her life.

She'd been happy.

She was hanging out with her friends.

Having night study sessions, even.

She liked someone, and she was going to confess her feelings sooner or later. At least, she was thinking of doing so. Maybe date them.

But,

She'd been ráped.

By that same person, she wanted to confess her feelings about.

Peter Parker.

So, now that some stuff had happened between them, she was not sure anymore. What should she make of their relationship?

Confusion.

It was all a clusterfuck of confusion.

Gwen hadn't told her dad about anything. He would freak out, and probably do something he normally wouldn't do. Maybe he'd beat Peter up? Possibly even kill him.

She didn't want that.

Even though what Peter did was unforgivable, and she never found herself forgiving him, ever, she didn't want to see him die.

Be that as it may, she hadn't told anyone about what had happened.

She didn't want to be labeled as 'just another victim'.

Anyways, she fell asleep pondering over all that.

The next day, she woke up with a heavy head. Her head was splitting apart, and her body ached all over. She stood up from her bed with much difficulty and walked inside the bathroom.

She got naked and turned on the shower.

As the water started hitting her body, Gwen closed her eyes, her mind wandering about aimlessly, again.

After she was done showering, she cleaned herself with the towel and got out. Wearing the clothes, she picked up her purse and got out of her house.

She wasn't going to school today.

No.

She was going somewhere else.

She couldn't face Peter in class, so she just wanted to try something else.

And she had just the thing in mind.

Gwen was, after all, an intern at Oscorp. She wouldn't do anything much though, she wasn't feeling well, and she didn't want to remain in her room either. So, she just went to Oscorp and had some fun while distracting her mind with various scientific research.

She met Doctor Connors, and she was definitely fascinated by that man's research on lizards.

"...I have ever since been fascinated by lizards' ability to regrow their missing limbs. But it was only when I lost my arm on that fateful day did I have an epiphany." Curtis lectured to the students.

Gwen wasn't sure which school they were from, but today, it seemed that another school's students were here on a tour.

"It has been 10 years that I've been researching. Trying to take a certain part from a lizard's DNA and infuse it with different animals to help them heal from their wounds, help them regenerate their lost body parts. I've been researching, with results varying from total failure to close success but I believe I'm very close to perfecting this formula."

Gwen was listening with full attention; it was so enthralling to listen to him talk about his research for her.

"Once I do, there will be less pain, less suffering. Why? Because there will be a way to help people heal in a revolutionary way! A world without pain! The world will turn into an ideal utopia!" (A/N: this little speech is taken from [I Am Peter Parker]. Point fingers at me. Go ahead.)

After she was done listening to him, Gwen went around to another area. Where, there was a spider exhibit, or so it seemed from where she stood. There were many genetically enhanced spiders there. But Gwen just skimmed through that area since she'd started feeling quite dizzy at some point.

Shit.

Gwen stumbled slightly and sat on a bench, rubbing her temples.

Why was she like this today?

Gwen sighed and stood up when she felt that she was fine. However, just then, she felt a stinging pain on the back of her neck.

"Ouch!" She hissed and immediately slapped her hand on her neck. What the fuck? She was surprised to see a spider on her hand. It was dead. Gwen didn't throw it but pocketed it. She knew that it was probably one of the spiders from these containers, and that's why she pocketed it.

(A/N: Ghost-Spider! Yaaaay!)

She was somewhat of a scientist herself. Aspiring scientist. She would study it later. After that, Gwen toured around for sometime before she went home. Her dad was home by the time she got there, and she was admittedly feeling worse than she was in the morning.

Why the fuck, though?

Gwen didn't know.

She just sighed and fell asleep that night too.

Though this time, she slept better than ever.

The next morning, Gwen woke up and walked into her bathroom. She showered, brushed her teeth for a few minutes, and walked out with a towel covering her body.

That's when she heard a knock at the door.

"Gwen, sweety, how are you feeling today? I'm coming in, okay?"

Gwen was startled when she saw the door knob twist.

She didn't know what happened, but she moved on her own, her speed surprised even herself, and she slammed against the door with a thud.

"Gwen! Are you alright!? What was that noise!?"

Her dad sounded concerned, but Gwen was even more freaked out. She immediately grabbed the knob and twisted it in the other direction. It got crunched under her newfound strength. Fuck. What is this!?

Gwen panicked.

She quickly tried to free her hand, but it got stuck, and when she finally managed to get it off, something white came out of her wrist.

The sight of something coming out of her wrist made her disgusted and she vomited on the floor, right there, right then.

"Blearrghh!"

"Gwen! Are you vomiting!?"

"Dad!" Gwen huffed. "I'm fine, just have a bad stomach. Nothing I can't handle. Can you please go? I was changing clothes so I'm naked right now!"

She immediately blabbered whatever she could.

"We should see a doctor, no?" Her dad's concerned voice sounded from the other side.

Gwen pondered over his words.

Doctor…

Gwen was frightened in an instant.

She didn't know what was happening to her, how her strength increased, or how something white came out of her wrists. But that wasn't what made her frightened. No. It was something else. And something she'd been suspecting.

She'd been ráped.

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Be that as it may, she was more concerned about the fact that he'd filled her to the brim with his semen. It hadn't been a lot of days since then, but she'd been afraid of pregnancy nonetheless.

And if she were to go to a doctor…

"No! no… I'm fine. Just a bad stomach, didn't I tell you?!"

Her dad didn't answer for a long time, and her heart only thumped louder and louder against her chest. A pit in her stomach.

"…okay, sweety. Just call me if your health gets worse, I'll come running right away, got that?"

"Yes, yes! I'll call!"

She only relaxed when she heard her father's footsteps growing fainter.

Gwen slumped against the door, and her face fell in her hands. Then, she started crying silently. She wept, sitting there, for only god knew how long. She hadn't really thought about or mulled over the fact that her best friend had ráped her. Rather, she'd tried and focused on so many other things. But, now, the strange stuff happening to her body, her bad stomach, her vomiting, feeling nautilus, depression, fear, coupled with the fact that she might be pregnant…

She couldn't take it anymore.

So, she just let the bubbling emotion come out.

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After some time, she stood up from there, picked up the 'thing'—which was a pregnancy test kit really—and walked into the bathroom. She was determined to check now… and if turned out to be true, she'd bust Peter's balls and hold him responsible.

She'd tell her father, force him into not killing Peter outright. Then force him into compelling Peter to hold responsibility.

She wasn't thinking straight, but she didn't care anymore.

After following the instructions, she managed to use it.

When she was done, Gwen just walked out with a blank look on her face and slumped on her bed.

The test was positive... and even the line wasn't faint...

…She was pregnant.

H-how? It had just been a few days though…

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Gwen just stared at the ceiling with her arms opened wide on the bed. One hand held the pregnancy in it tightly, while the other held a knife.

Maybe she should just… end everything?

It will be so much better… so much more peaceful… she wouldn't have to worry about anyone pointing fingers at her.

Why would they point fingers at her? Simple, today's society, or any time's society, didn't really look at a young girl who was pregnant—and wasn't even married—with good intentions.

They, without knowing the girls' situation, point their fingers, and say stuff like…

Oh, look, she's that slut who fucked some random hobo and got herself pregnant.

Oh, isn't that the girl who was pregnant at such a young age?

Hey, didn't she get ráped once?

Who's your child's father?

Why did you decide to have a child so early on in your life?

What were you thinking when you decided to fuck without precautionary measures?! Didn't you that you could get pregnant?!

Oh, it's that bitch…

Oh, stay away from her, she's not good…

Ah… today's teenagers… don't think about their parents. What would they say when their daughter was someone… like this?

That's how today's society reacts. The male would be fine, at most, he'd be killed by the victim's relatives, or be in jail for his lifetime, or 10 years at most before coming out. Then, everyone would forget he'd gotten some girl pregnant.

For a girl though… this was big. She had to live her whole life with a huge pointer on her head.

And Gwen was afraid of that…

Somewhere in her heart, she was also afraid that if she were to bear the child, they would have to live with such a mother as herself. People tend to treat the child the same as the mother.

So… why not end everything now?

These are her thoughts right now. Be it a teenager's stupidity, or an afraid little girl. The fact that she hadn't talked with anyone about this or the fact that she was afraid of their opinion about her after talking about it

The only conclusion she managed to reach… was suicide.

Gwen looked at the knife, sat up, and brought the knife near her wrist.

Her hand trembled.

Does this even work? She'd seen on T.V. that this is how many people commit suicide. But she isn't really sure.

Gwen gritted her teeth and bit her lower lip as she brought the knife closer.

Her breathing got rough, and tears gathered in her eyes as she pressed the knife against her wrist.

But just as she was about to do the deed…

-Vrmmm Vrmmm!

Her phone buzzed.

Gwen stared at it for a whole minute before picking it up.

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Peter: Hey? You didn't come to school today? Is everything alright? Are you fine?

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Gwen just stared at the message, and her eyes watered further. It got to the point that she couldn't take it anymore and stuffed her face in the pillow before she started crying again.

'What do you mean everything's alright?! What do you mean am I fine!?'

She cried till no tears could come out, then, she laid facing the ceiling again.

What the fuck is she supposed to do?

Gwen's face was expressionless. No one knew what crossed her head right then and there.

She shook her head slightly; thinking about this shit wouldn't do her any good… So, Gwen brought her wrist forward and started staring at the little hole. She would admit, it was horrible, disgusting, and outright disturbing to look at her wrist, but she was curious as to what that white substance was.

Gwen started rubbing that place. It was… strange.

She tried many hand signs to see if that white substance would come out again or not. In the end, frustrated that it wasn't working anymore, Gwen groaned and aimed her hand at the ceiling, making a 'horns' sign (????).

She felt a weird feeling bolt through her arm and wrist before a string of white shot out of her and got attached to the ceiling.

Gwen grinned slightly.

She's going to get busy testing the weird things happening with her body now.

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