Webby Elise Hart; Drawn by me
Webby is trapped. Every day since she got into a Relashionship with her boyfriend. She's being manipulated and exploited. When Webby met Lucas, he was so nice and put up that fake 'perfect guy' facade. How he tricked her into going out with him. He was everything Webby wasn't. Lucas was outgoing, loud, everyone's favorite, and not so bright but had a great future ahead. Webby was quiet, isolated, and loved sketching. She rarely had friends, but when she did, they'd always forget and leave her behind. It's not entirely their fault, but it still hurt. People didn't approach her much because of the birthmark under her left eye. It looked like a spider bite. 2 fang like marks underneath her eye. Gaining the name from her mother 'Webby.' Lucas went right up to her and complimented her art and started talking to her.
"Hey, it's Webby, right?" He asked "Yes." Webby answered him very quietly, embarrassed already. "Wow, you're really good at that..." he murmured. Webby felt red and simply replied with a 'thanks.'
After a few minutes, his face lit up, "Wanna go out with me?" He asked cheerfully. Webby accidentally pushed her pencil so hard, the tip broke. She was shocked and surprised, he was very kind and well he is everyone's favorite for a reason. After a few minutes of convincing herself it's not dream, she accepted. It was a wonderful Relashionship, for the first 3 months. Webby grew more confident in her art, and one day Lucas published one of her drawings of him, and it went viral. Everyone was asking for a custom sketch.
The pick me girl, The liar & cheating on the test guy The really funny guy who's secretly insecure The irl who asks like 'one of the guys' The school bully group and their boyfriend's The arrogant gamer boy Lucas's ex-girlfriend, who never really let go
Lucas planned on telling her but saw how popular she would've been compared to him. He was the smartest yet most laid-back guy in school. He was talented at everything. He didn't want to lose that. He never told her he posted it, so when people came up to him and congratulated his art, Webby was confused, and Lucas looked pleased with himself. She pulled him aside, "What are they talking about?" She questioned him. He looked down sadly, we'll be in Webby's eyes he looked sad. In reality, in his head, he was smiling and chuckling. "Im sorry it's just you're so good at art, and I'm so bad." He faked. Webby felt bad and let him keep up that one art under his name.
But one art turned into 2, then 3 until he was forcing her to do it. This time, he lost his innocent facade and smiley self. He soon threatened her and told her things like "You wouldn't want me to get angry, hm?" Or "If you don't, they'll all hate you again? Is that what you want?" Amd she would always say no and hurry to draw another one. This went on for a few weeks until Webby started aching, and one of her drawings came out sloppy and not too good. She was tired, keeping up with school, chores, and now this.
Lucas started visiting her when her parents weren't home. Usually, Webby & Lucas would draw together or play some games. Today was different. That night, Webby gave Lucas the drawing for Lucas's ex, and after that, she collapsed at her desk. Her parents were still at work, so Webby was all alone, just like she preferred it. She was snoring away when a loud bang caused her to fall out of her chair at 3:15 AM.
"Get down here!" A voice slurred. It sounded like Lucas, but not like him at the same time. She sat in fear until she heard another shout. She yanked her sketchbook and went downstairs. She assumed he wanted another piece of work, but she was working on a 'Happy 6 months anniversary' drawing for him, so she hid it underneath the sheet above it and clutched it in her hands. He reeked like alcohol which was most certainly not allowed... He was trashing her living room. "S-stop!" She cried "Shut up! Shut up!" He shouted "What...what's wrong." Webby Croaked out, tears falling slightly. The sight scared her, and the thought of her parents seeing the house wrecked caused her to panic. "You little bitch. That was on purpose!" He snarled and threw a chair leg near her, it getting stuck in the wall. Webby slumped to the floor, clutching her mouth, shaking in desperation. She had never seen him lash out like this. "L-lucas please, we can talk this out..." Webby trembled out as he walked over and towered, his eyes burning with fury and clouded with alcohol. He grabbed the TV remote and slammed it into the wall until it shattered. He raised the mangled remote at her. "Seriously Lucas, p-please Lucas tell me Lucas what did I do?" She whined reaching up and trying to lower his hand. He yanked her off and stared her incredulously and snarled at her again. "You know exactly what you did! I asked you to draw a piece of art work of me living my best life in my new relationship to spite my bitchy ex but it looked horrid. I looked like a fool!" He spat in her face. She sunk into the wall deeper, eyes widening with shock. "Lucas I'm so sorry! I didn't mean it! I'm just just tired! You don't give me a break." She manged to get out without any voice cracks this time. "Give you...a break?" He said menacingly and cackling like a madman, the alcohol and his manipulative nature taking control. "You work when I say you do. If I say draw, you draw. If I say sculpt you sculpt. No questions, no complaints." He said, his eyes bulging and a smirk evidenton his face, enjoying the power dynamic and her tear streaked face, staring at him in fear. "That's not how art works! I...can't do it forever!" Webby wailed gripping his shirt like a lifeline. His smirk was replaced with a look of fury and disbelief. "Get off me freak and get back to drawing before I pound you." Webby started shaking violently, he had never gotten physical with her before and that thought, it scared her, but her stamina was low. He yanked her off and slapped her when she didn't respond, her cheeks stinging, the crack was loud and glass shattering, he hit her right over that birthmark. Suddenly her face started changing, Webby screamed and Lucas backed away horrified. "What the hell women!?" He tripped backwards, watching in fear. Spider started crawling out of her mouth. Large, black and with not 8 legs no, 12. 12 thin long black legs, dripping in...black ink. The large spider crawled down while Webby fell to the floor, ink falling out of her mouth. The spider crawled up to Lucas and Lucas backed away screaming and throwing things at the creature. The spider walked through everything and climbed up to his neck and bit him hard, drawing not blood, ink. Webby convulsed and laughed, her limbs twitching as she sprouted demonic horns. Lucas lost all sense of ration and bolted out the door, clutching the bite that was still leaking ink.
Webby sat in the trashed living room, the spider crawled up to her and she carried it to her room. She pulled out the drawing of Lucas and the spider stepped on it, the mysterious ink from Lucas still on its fangs. The ink dropped onto the paper and and Webby went feral, she grabbed a pencil and scribbled furiously with the ink. The drawing looked like it crawled out of a nightmare, like Lucas's blood splattered, the ink, turning thr drawing into a monstrosity.
Later that day, Lucas was found dead on the street, his head splattering looked just liked the drawing instead of ink, it really was blood. The next day at school, Webby threw up more spiders that bit her classmates, and the teacher while they all tried running and screaming. Webby stood in the doorway while the spiders guarded the windows. The 12 legged one sat perched in her mouth. The spiders brought back the ink and Webby scribbled drawings of them. Some had grown extra heads, others had ripped out their own eyeballs. Some had spiders growing out of their necks and others had their skin torn from their skeleton. The teacher, stabbed himself with a pencil through the ear as the spiders feasted, draining them of their blood. Webby laughed at her art. The mangled bodies of the people who caused her problems for so long, are finally gone. Her horns shimmering red the twelve legged crawling back in her mouth and the hundreds of others followed suit. She stood outside as she threw up millions of spiders to massacre the school for the hell of it, as the day got later and later until the moon shone through and parents started coming. Webby swallowed the spiders once more. "Now you all look on the outside, as horrid and disgusting as the inside." She said laughing when she walked around the building, admiring her handiwork. Satisfied, she walked off to the woods, whispering her final farewell, "You wanted art, I wove a nightmare for you~." She breathed. Her artwork was always signed, 'Angel's spread dreams, I weave nightmares." With that, she disappeared into the night, the police invading the area with screaming and crying parents.