I spend a good few hours in the library. After my math homework I fix up my notes from some of my psych classes. As I walk back to my apartment I look up at the tall buildings around me seeing if I can see any sign of Spider-Man. Nothing, but I hope he's okay. I shake my head to bring my thoughts back to me. It's very difficult until I shiver from the cold. I look down at the sweatshirt Peter left behind and I pull it on. It's just for the walk home I'm sure he won't mind.
As I walk my mind starts to wander. "I wonder if Peter has ever been seriously injured? Like I know he has super strength but has he ever almost died in recent years and no one ever hears about it cause if they did he'd be outed as Spider-Man?" I think.
"Any reason you're thinking about this?" I hear Peter say in my head. I roll my eyes at myself as I open my apartment building door to walk up to my apartment.
"Just curious. You aren't supposed to hear everything," I send back to him.
"Kind of Hard," he replies. "You're really loud," he adds.
"Sorry I'll try not to think so much," I think. I get my keys out and unlock my door. I'm cautious as I walk in hoping not to see Felicia. I really don't wanna deal with her theories about what my feelings for Peter are. Honestly I don't even know what my feelings are. "I mean of course I like him, but I don't know," I think to myself. I wince to myself hoping I didn't broadcast that to him. I walk to my bedroom and lay on my bed. I feel exhausted, like the weight of all my school work plus the rest of my issues are piled on top of me. I close my eyes and my brain seems to wander again. This time a little more sexy.
I find myself picturing Peter. Just thinking about him and his face, smile, body. I feel myself shift and I smell his cologne. It must be the sweater. I smile a bit and breath it in. I think I miss him. I just want to be around him all the time, but I know that's not possible. The more my eyes are closed the more I feel my body shutting down. I think I'm falling asleep, but I actually can't tell until my brain shuts off.
I open my eyes and I'm laying on a roof. I furrow my eyebrows and sit up looking around. "Peter?" I question.
"Stella?" I hear him question. I turn my head and see him sitting on a slab in his Spider-Man suit. "What are you-
He stops talking and seems to be looking at something behind me. I look at him confused and turn around. I see a very beautiful red headed girl walking towards us. "Peter where are you?" She asks. I stand up and a box appears around her. She presses her hand against it. "Peter?" She calls out.
"I'm right here," he whispers. I turn back around and see him trying to run towards this girl. I tilt my head as it seems we are in some hallway.
"You won't reach her Peter," Felicia says suddenly appearing behind Peter. She's in her Black Cat suit. She grabs his shoulder and spins him around to face her. "You're mine now," she says with a smirk. Peter shakes his head and turns to look at me.
"Help her!" He yells to me. I turn back to the redhead who now has messy hair and mascara running down her face. Her ankle is hooked into a chain and she's covered in cuts and bruises.
"Peter Parker is Spider-Man," she says over and over again. "I'm sorry Peter," she whispers after a moment. I feel a jolt or some sort of push. Peter is now up against the glass.
"Mary Jane!" He yells putting his hands on the glass. "Mary Jane please don't do this," he begs.
"Peter Parker is Spider-Man!" The red head, Mary Jane I guess, cries out. "I still love you," she whispers matching her hands to his. Black Cat appears behind Mary Jane and shots her in the head.
"NOOO," Peter cries. I jolt up at his cry. Opening my eyes and looking around frantically. I'm in my bedroom again. My breathing is so heavy it's hard to focus. What a bizarre dream! I whip my face with the sleeve of the sweater and take it off. I'm way too sweaty for it. Who is Mary Jane? Why would I dream something like that? Is Peter okay? Like mentally? All great questions. I look at my alarm clock and see it's two in the morning. Woah I slept for a long time. I pick up my phone and as if on queue I see the name Parker light up my phone.
"Hello?" I answer as calmly as I can.
"Can I come over?" He asks sounding a little shaken up. I furrow my eyebrows but slowly nod to myself. "Stella please?" He asks in a sad tone, causing me to realize he can't see me nod.
"Of course," I say lightly to him. "I'll be by the door-
"I'll just swing," he says quickly. "Leave your fire escape window open," he adds.
"Okay," I say lightly. He hangs up leaving me to sit alone for a bit. Was that Peter's dream?
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Super Human? •PETER PARKER 2•
Fanfic3 years after Stella's move she finds herself living a pretty normal life as she starts college in the upper west side. New school, new apartment, and old friends? Perhaps some things are not as they seem when Peter Parker comes back into her life. ...
