Summary: Prom has been more of a nightmare than the dream you hoped it would be. Thankfully, you have a friend like Peter.
Word Count: 1.3k
A/N: Just me venting my feelings about my sucky prom. I wish I had a Peter in my life <3
[Y/N] = your name
You sat on the bottom step of the school’s stairwell, with
your head in your right hand and your phone in your left hand. You gazed down
on at the screen, and your eyes watered up again at the constant stream of
incoming texts on the group chat.
Mia: [Y/N], you’re
such a liar.
Caitlin: WTF are
you trying to break up my friendship with Mia?
aren’t you answering [Y/N]? This is absolutely ridiculous!
With every new message, your heart sank more and more. For
the past month, you had been attempting to plan the perfect senior prom with
your best friends Caitlin and Shania, but the addition of Mia to the prom group
was the catalyst for utter destruction. You had known she would cause problems,
yet you still attempted to be happy for your other friends’ sakes. Pretty soon,
as you had predicted, Mia was stirring up trouble, making sure to use you as
the whipping post. Every time you attempted to state an opinion that was
different from hers on the group chat, she accused you of being unreasonable
and trying to cause drama. Caitlin and Shania, the people you had considered
your best friends, eventually joined in on her new found fun. Life had become
unbearable and lonely.
“Hey, you okay?” a familiar voice asked from above you.
When you looked up, you saw Peter Parker gazing down at you
with a sympathetic smile. He was a close friend of yours—almost a crush, though
you would never admit that.
my girlfriend is really sweet & she’ll stay up just so i can fall asleep first ( i have this weird thing about being awake alone, as bad as it sounds ) & sometimes she’ll even ramble on for as long as it takes about cute things and if i was falling asleep next to her & she’s done this for a while, and i just think it’s one of the nicest things anyone has ever done for me.
i love her a lot. i think she’s the one for me. i know, she’s the one for me. & not just for this, but for an immeasurable amount of reasons, and i just wanted to talk about her for a little bit.
sharonsville estate, supposed to be one of the most haunted places in america, if you believe the rumors. a job brings the boys onto the property, but something else brought them here. something that wants ash.
within the first day, ashley passes out on the kitchen floor, and from there, it doesn’t take long. the days go on, & sam, dean & charlie all know somethings up when the goof of the group starts skulking around, a vicious attitude forming when there never was one. things reach a head when he nearly attacks dean over something small, and locks himself away from the others come night.
just as sam figures out the house’s sordid history has a connection to ash’s own, it’s too late; the demonic magic done years ago in the basement of this house is the same magic that courses through that book, and by proxy, ash. the doors and windows lock, and the boys have to survive ash’s determined attempts at murdering them, shotgun in hand, until they can fix this and snap him out of it.