Your POV

I slowly opened my eyes and streched out. The sub was shining through my curtains and a box next to me read '11:45'

I layed there thinking. It had been a week since the whole memory accident and I wasnt making much progress. My walking was becoming better and I knew the names of everyone in the building. But still. I couldn't remember anything. I slowly sat up and walked to the thing Peter called my closet. Natasha and Wanda had been picking out outfits for me everyday but there was no one wakinf me uI felt a hot sensation all over my body so I took off my PJs and walked into the closet. My eyes widened at all the colors stacked high. So many shoes, shirts, dresses and bottoms. I took a soft, blue, frilly skirt from one of the hangers and  then I grabbed a tank top. If the sensation I felt ment I felr 'hot', then I should probably where something cool. I was starting to get the hang of everything. I guess I was learning something. I shouldn't be so hard On myself. As the thought of Peter flashed through my mind I felt my heart thump louder. He seemed special. I liked it. I finished putting on my clothes and tied up my sneakers. After that I wondered out of my room. My legs were still a bit shaky but I was doing a lot better. I still  leaned against the wall as I made my way down the hallway. I called out to see if someone was here but it was dead quiet. Huh, maybe everyone I met yesterday was busy?

I slowly made my way downstairs to the main floor after stumbling down 4 flights of stairs. My walking was becoming less shaky which was probably a good sign. I might not remember anything, but everything I learned stuck pretty well, so I probably knew how to do everything already. I looked around the room and my eyes fell onto a door. Lots of sunlight was spilling out of it so I walked over to the door and twisted the handle. When I opened th door I had to sheild my eyes, it was just so bright! There were building towering over me and cars racing by on the streets. It was stunning. I walked down the path learning to my home and onto the sidewalk. I don't know where I was going, or what I was doing but my legs just kept on moving. So I followed where my legs were taking me. I took the rectangle box from my pocket as I walked. My dad gave it to me last night explain how it was important or whatever. Who the hell knows, so I kept it with me. The screen read 2:30. Wow. It took me a long time to get ready and make it outside. What the fuck? I shook my head at myself, reminding myself that I relearned how to walk. I kept walking down the sidewalk, my goal was to stand at the base of one of the tall building. My home was tall, but I wanted to get in the middle of it all. As I walked closer to the tall builds I passed by a few dark paths. They were in between the towering buildings. Not knowing what was down them, I stopped right next to one and looked around the corner into the dark space. There were two men, who didn't look very friendly. I started to get a bad feeling in my stomach and began to walk away. Apparently I was looking for too long, for one of the men from the dark place walked twords me and grabbed my arm.

"See something you like? Hey Jack, this girl saw something she liked. Why don't we show her a good time." The man holding me yanked me into the dark and pushed me up against a wall. My head hit the bricks behind me, making me a bit dizzy. I didn't know what was going on and I started to feel sick.

"Someone! Help me!" I yelled out, hoping someone would get me away from this situation. I was scared and trapped. The man named Jack walked up and got right in my face.

"Didn't your parents ever tell you not to go snooping in allyways?" So that's what these horrid things are called. I didn't know what to do  so I started squirming. I swung my legs and shook my head, trying to get out of their hold but nothing worked. One of the men kept me in place as the other grabbed my waist. His hands lifted up my shirt to my skin was exposed and took of my skirt. I kept moving and yelling but then a hand covered my mouth. What the fuck is happening? This isn't normal. It didn't feel normal. The men got done taking off my skirt and my shirt was now over my face so I couldn't see a thing. I felt tears streaming down my  face as my muffled screams started to get quieter.

As I felt hot breath on my neck, one if the men let out a grunt. I heard a low sound, like the sound you get when you hit someone really hard. Then I heard a thwip. What the fuck is going on? The grip on my hands and legs fell from me and I could move again. I quickly pulled down my shirt and looked to see what happened. A man in red and blue was bouncing off the walls and shooting a white substance from his wrists. Something in my brain clicked and I already knew who it was. Just by seeing him I knew he was Spiderman.

"Spiderman! Help me please!" My voice croaked out. My throat hurt so bad from all the screaming it was doing earlier. But I was so happy to see him.

"Where did you learn how to treat a lady? Oh wait. You never did." He punched one of them hard in the gut.

"No mater how hard I do my job," he thwiped the other mans hands so they glued to the wall.

"There are always bastards like you two doing sick things." He finished tying up one of the men in his webs before turning to the other.

"Why don't both of you take a long time out." he webbed the other man to the ground and stepped on his face. The mans face squished against the ground and Spiderman leaned down to him.

"I heard that the building around the corner is giving free lessons on how to be a gentalman. Maybe you should try it." He finished it up by shooting a web over the nasty mans mouth. I just stood against the wall, legs frozen from shock. My skirt was laying on the ground against a dumpster and my shirt was all scrunched up. The eyes on his suit when wide and he ran to me.

"A-are you alright? Here." He grabbed my skirt from off the ground and dusted it off as he handed it to me. I slipped it back on and slid down the wall putting my head in my hands. My eyes were full of tears and I just sat there. Spidy sat down next to me and looked at me.

"Gosh I'm such and idiot. Why did I leave the house...  Why can't I remember anything.... I just wanna go back to college and have my normal life back" I said to myself and more tears streamed down my face. Spiderman put his hand on my shoulder and turned me twords him.

"You're a strong woman Y/N. Mistakes happen. And I'll never let another gross man touch you like that ever again. He held me tight and put his head on my other shoulder. I hugged him back and then my eyes went big. How did he know my name? Who is he? I felt like I knew him. Spiderman looked a bit shaken up. I let go of him and got up off the ground. I looked down to my body. My wrists and thighs were buised and my arms and elbows were scrapped. Spidy got off the ground and put his arm out.

"Let me get you home."  He picked me up and swung all the way back to Avengers tower. As he dropped me off at the front door I came out of earlier I turned around to him.

"Thank you...spidy. Thank you so much." I wrapped my arms around him again and opened the door to go inside. He stood there and watched me go inside, making sure I was safe and then he thwiped off into the distance.