Spider x Reader (MineCraft) (1/??)

A/N: This is the intro to both the FxF and MxF Spider x Reader series. They'll split into different parts later on, probably chapter three or four. I just want to give you guys some back story that will play a HUGE part in how the spider is interested/infatuated with you.

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You sighed as you trudged through the wheat farm, needless to say, you were exhausted. It's been a week since you came into this world, and you have no idea if that's in MineCraft days, or if it was real time like your home. You couldn't help but feel more down than you were before at the thought of your family, more or less your brother. You couldn't care less for the school you were in as you slowly relieved the last memory you had with your brother.


Flashback

"Hey, (your name)! Over this way!" Your (your age + 10 years) year old brother called out to you, grinning as he ran over. You had just gotten home from your last day of the hellhole you were forced to call "school". It was summer, and to you that meant that you were free, no longer having to suffer through the insults, abuse, and torment. You shuddered for a moment, before making your way towards your brother, the closest companion, not to mention the only family member, you had.

"Hey, come on... Why such a sad face, sis? What happened?" His deep, quiet voice was comforting to you as you took a deep breath. You didn't want to lie to him, so slowly you spilled out the truth of your day. He was always silent as you did this, not daring to speak or move an inch as he paid close attention to every detail.

Soon as you arrived at school, your little glimpse of Hell started. Walking up the long stairway to the entrance of (enter school name.) Warily looking around, you waited for one of your abusers to come to torment you by tripping, mocking, or slamming your books out of your hand. You bit your bottom lip, your pace quickening as you approached the double doors to the school. As if on cue, a foot stuck out in front of you, and you went tumbling to the ground. You didn't have enough time to brace your face as you hit the hard, warm concrete.

Laughter soon filled the air around you as you slowly came to senses, sitting up on your knees. Lucky for you, your bangs were just long enough to cover your face, making sure no one could see the tears that were steadily filling up around your waterline. You cursed under your breath as you slowly gather your things, before having your head yanked back by someone tugging your hair. "Well look who it is, if it isn't the dumb klutz herself!" Your tormenter made sure to speak loud enough, snickering as the whole place erupted in another fit of laughter.

"...Just... fuck off." You whisper, your voice slightly cracking, trying your best to keep it void of any emotion. He sneered, keeping a hold of your hair as he brought his foot back, ramming it into your side. You let out a sharp, loud squeak from the immense pain. He laughed as he let go of your hair, letting you double over in pain. Sadly, this was only the beginning of your "goodbyes" for your summer.

Later on through the day, it was okay. There was the usual name calling, being shoved down stairs every chance they managed to get, and tripping you or slamming the locker on your hand. You managed all the way through lunch without having to deal without being beat on, however... This was the time you dreaded the most.

The cafeteria was packed with everyone, included the few groups that were out to get you. It wouldn't be so bad if it was a small group, but you gulped as you remember how many people were jocks, cheerleaders, and just plain old assholes. You slowly made your way through the line, casually moving until you hear the loud thud behind you. You flinched as you heard the deep, hateful voice from earlier today.

"Where's the fucking money?!" He shouted, you knew the victim was one of the few people that allowed you to sit and talk with them, even if they were scared that you'd be just like them.

"I...I'm sorry, I don't have an-" You slightly glanced as you heard the voice, one of the guys who sat with you was pinned up against the wall. He was shaking in fear, beads of sweat slowly falling down his face as the tormenter slammed his fist into the poor kid's stomach. You turned away as you saw thick, red fluid fly out of the kid's mouth. You didn't want to watch, as you knew soon it would happen to you, as well.

You hurried through the line, not grabbing much so you could hopefully make it to the table before your bullies got to you. You paid for your lunch before striding over to the table, until your foot hit against something and you went tumbling down like earlier today. You slowly turned to see who it was, and was surprised to find that it was one of the cheerleaders instead of the guy from earlier.

"See, girls? This is why she could never be popular like us! She's even further down the rank than those damn computer geeks are!" She smirked as her friends snickered and laughed. You sighed, knowing to stay down unless you want punched or kicked again, though you know it would cause problems either way. The girl smirked as you didn't even attempt to stay down, before landing a kick into your thigh. You flinched as you felt your muscle tighten, slightly in a spasm from the impact as she walked away, speaking proudly. "Finally broken, what a shame. You were fun to toy with, (Your name)!"

You groaned slightly, before slowly standing up and trudging your way to the table. The only thing that wasn't on your shirt was the apple you grabbed, which thankfully you missed hitting. You sighed as you stared down at yourself. Your (Favorite Color) long sleeve was now covered in mash potatoes and barbeque sauce from the pork chops you were hoping to eat today.

End Flashback

You felt people staring at you as you slowly opened your (Eye Color) eyes. They were no longer filled with exhaustion, but complete despair and hate for all of those who tormented you. You felt small streams roll down your cheeks as you stared into the water by the wheat. You felt miserable, and looked even worse. You blinked away a few tears, before slowly wiping your face. Lucky for you, you didn't need to explain yourself, it was getting dark and all the villagers were starting to go inside. You just wanted to go to one place before you went to your little house, the library. You needed some way to vent your anger, and by a journal was the only way you knew how.