*Please note that this imagine contains details of abuse, so if you're easily triggered by mentions of that, please do not read this imagine. Thank you*

"You want to hang out for a bit? I miss my best friend." Peter smiled down at me, gently nudging my arm with his as we walked along the school hallway. I chuckled nervously and looked down, desperately wanting to tell him that the reason I had been distancing myself lately was because my boyfriend got really angry every time I was with Peter, and that got me hurt.

"Actually, um, Caleb is taking me to go see a movie now, but another day?" I asked. He sighed and nodded, looking back up.

"I still don't like that guy, you know." He mumbled as we walked.

"Why not, Peter?" I scoffed.

"Y/N, I've seen the bruises on your wrists after hanging out with him, or how you're always so jumpy when I so much as touch your arm." He nodded, looking down at me with a stern expression. But I knew he wasn't angry at me, he was angry at Caleb for what he was doing, and since I still didn't admit it, he couldn't do anything about it.

"It's not at all like that, Pete, I promise." I insisted as we headed out of the school doors.

"Please don't lie to me." He mumbled, looking down at me with sad eyes. I sighed and looked straight ahead, knots of fear and nervousness forming in my stomach as I saw Caleb stood by the school gates, hands in his leather jacket pockets as he waited for me.

"U-um, Caleb's here, so, I-I need to go." I nodded, knowing that I couldn't let Caleb see me with Peter, otherwise he'd hurt me again.

"Y/N." Peter spoke, gently taking my hand. I gulped and looked down, grateful that Peter was holding my hand at an angle which meant that our joined hands would be covered from Caleb's view by my body. Peter definitely knew what was going on.

"I am always here for you. Always." He nodded, looking deep into my eyes.

"I know you are, Pete, and I love you for it." I responded, giving him a small smile. He returned it and gently squeezed my hand before starting to walk away, though turning back and clenching his jaw at Caleb as he walked. I gulped and walked to Caleb.

"Hey." I forced a smile as I leant up and pecked his lips, but he didn't return it as he stared at Peter.

"What did the virgin nerd want?" he mumbled as we started to walk.

"Caleb, don't call him that. He's my best friend, we were just talking." I shrugged.

"Talking about how you're going to fuck later, after you've given me absolutely nothing?" he spat. My eyes widened and I looked up at him.

"Caleb, we're going to the movie theatre, that's not exactly the perfect place for sex, now, is it?" I scoffed.

"I thought I told you to stop seeing him, anyway." He snapped.

"He's my best friend, I'm not going to do that." I shook my head. I gasped and my eyes widened as suddenly, he harshly grabbed my wrist and pulled me into an alleyway before slamming me into the wall, making me cry out as my head hit against the bricks.

"You're hurting me." I choked as he grabbed my other wrist, restraining me and pinning me to the wall.

"I don't give a shit, you know that this is what happens when you do something I don't like. And there is nothing I hate more than seeing my slut girlfriend with her asshole best friend who she probably fucks behind my back." He snapped.

"Caleb, get off of me, you're hurting me." I cried, my heart and mind racing too much to be able to think of anything else to say to get him off of me.

"Shut the fuck up, Y/N, I don't want to hear it anymore." He spat before harshly grabbing my throat. My eyes widened as his grip cut off my air supply.

"Caleb...I can't...breathe..." I gasped, clawing at his hand but he wouldn't budge.

"Fucking good, that's what you get for being such a slut." He spat in my face.

"Well, this doesn't look good for you, dude." Caleb looked over his shoulder to the source of the voice, his body blocking my view of whoever it was.

"Get the fuck out of here, Spiderman, this has nothing to do with you." He hissed at the superhero.

"I can't do that, buddy, sorry." He shrugged before spotting me. His white eyes widened and he looked back at Caleb.

"You better get your fucking hands off of her right now, or so help me god, I will beat the shit out of you so badly that the cops will need your dental records to figure out who the fuck you are." He nodded, slowly walking towards us. My eyes widened, the superhero's tone suddenly vastly differently to the funny and joke-making guy he usually was.

"The fuck did you just say to me?" Caleb scoffed.

"You heard." Spiderman nodded before firing a web at the hand that was around my neck and pulling it away. I immediately fell to the floor, coughing and gasping as I filled my lungs with much-needed air. I looked up and gulped as Spiderman kicked Caleb in the chest, knocking him onto the ground before firing a web at his chest and hurling him into the wall.

"If I see you near Y/N again, I will kill you." He nodded as Caleb scrambled to his feet and ran out of the alleyway. As soon as he was gone, Spiderman rushed to me and crouched down beside me.

"Hey, hey, you're okay, you're safe." He nodded, gently cupping my cheek.

"Thank you." I choked, my voice croaky from being strangled.

"No problem. Is there someone that I can take you to? Someone who can be with you right now, who you trust?" he asked softly. I gulped, a tear leaving my eye as I closed them. Only one name came to mind, and he was all that I was thinking about.

"Peter. My best friend, Peter Parker, he only lives a few blocks away. I need him." I nodded. Spiderman's white eyes widened slightly before he looked down and sighed.

"Well this definitely isn't how I wanted to tell you." He mumbled. I looked at him.

"What?" I gulped. He sighed again before untucking the mask from his neck and starting to pull it off of his head. He kept his head down so that I couldn't see his face but as soon as the mask came off, I immediately recognised the head of hazel waves alone. Peter slowly raised his head, looking at me with his doe eyes that were laced with worry.

"Peter?" I whispered.

"Surprise." He chuckled nervously, gulping as he waited to see my reaction. I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out, making him gulp again. Suddenly, I leant forward and tightly wrapped my arms around Peter's neck, engulfing him in a hug. He returned it instantly, wrapping his arms tightly around my body as he pulled me to my feet.

"Thank you." I whispered.

"Anything for you." He mumbled, nuzzling his face further into my hair. Before long, he pulled away but kept me in his arms as he looked at me.

"How about I web you back to my place? Your neck will bruise unless we get some ice on it." He spoke, gently cupping my cheek. I closed my eyes and leant into his touch as I nodded. He returned it, both of us comfortable in the silence as he wrapped his arm around my waist with an iron grip and fired a web, making us start to fly.

I sat on Peter's bed, looking down at my shaking hands as I waited for him to get ice. I closed my eyes, tears slipping out of them as I tried to comprehend everything that had just happened. Not only had Spiderman just saved my life from being taken by my abusive boyfriend, but it turned out that my saviour was my best friend. Peter was Spiderman. That was something that we hadn't even discussed yet.

"You okay?" I looked up and gave Peter a small smile as he walked back in with a blue ice pack. He crouched down in front of me, looking up at me with sad eyes. He gently cupped my cheek with his red and blue hand, allowing him to tilt my head as he placed the ice pack against my neck, doing it so delicately as if he thought I would break if he was any harsher. The pain still made me wince, though, my eyes squeezing shut and a small hiss leaving my lips as the pack made contact with my skin.

"I'm sorry." Peter muttered.

"You're not the one who did this to me, so it's not your fault." I replied. He sighed, his eyes not leaving my face, as if he was studying it.

"Break up with him." He spoke after a minute. I looked at him.

"What?" I gulped.

"Y/N, I've suspected that things haven't been good for a while now. But I literally caught him in the act today, he could have killed you if I hadn't shown up. That isn't love, Y/N, he wouldn't do that to you if he loved you." He shook his head.

"Peter, I-I can't, he'll h-hurt me, I-."

"He won't, I promise you. I will protect you from that scumbag, no matter what. I promise that he will never hurt you again." He nodded, looking into my eyes with his stunning doe ones. I choked, tears leaving my eyes as I nodded.

"Okay." I whispered. Peter breathed a sigh of relief before standing up. He leant down, cupping my face as he gently pressed his lips to my head, my eyes fluttering shut at the gentle feeling that Caleb had never once given me.

"Thank you." I choked as he sat next to me and pulled me into his arms.

"Anything for you." He nodded, pressing his lips against my head as he ran one hand through my hair and rested the other on my back, keeping me against his body.