Spider-Man & Avengers Short Stories

"Why can't you look at me?" "Because I can't loose you!" (Part 2)

Hey Guys!

I am sorry for the backup in requests, I am trying to get to all of them, but at the same time, I am trying to finish other stuff, so its all a bit overwhelming. You can still request, just know it will be a while until I finish it, also I know I haven't updated in a while, like I said I have a lot of stuff going on, break or no break, so sorry about that, HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!

This is still somewhat a background story, it is me telling a story that happened in the original movies in a different way to fit this fan fic.

It's been a while since I posted part one, so go back and read that if you need to!

If you forgot: I AM CHANGING THINGS TO FIT THIS STORY! PLEASE DONT SAY THAT SOMETHING IS WRONG BECAUSE ITS BEEN CHANGED TO FIT THIS STORY!

On with the story!
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Peter POV:

Dream:

I am back in the clock tower fighting Harry (aka green goblin) looking back at Gwen to make sure she is okay for right now. She is hanging on, but only by a thread. Harry goes for her and I kick him back, into the back of the clock gears, but in the process, the part he hit moves the gear that is the only thing keeping Gwen from falling 200 feet to her death. The gear moves, and (almost as if in slow motion) she falls, screaming as she drops, hoping someone will save her.

I take a quick glance at Harry before a jump down, shooting a web as I do so, trying to save her. Just before she hits the ground, the web catches onto her, and I grab onto something to hold her up, but when I look down, I see her lying five feet above the ground, but her soul six feet under.

I cant bear to believe my eyes, and I jump down, hoping praying there is something I can do to help her, save her, but I know its no use. I cradle her broken body, tears streaming down my face as I comprehend what just happened. I must not have factored in what catching her with the web would do, it must have broken her neck from the pressure when it swung back.

I cry harder, knowing it was my fault that she is dead. Im horrified. How could I have done such a thing? Maybe if I had tried harder, not looked back at Harry, then I could have saved her. I release her from the web I shot, the web that took hr life, and lower her to the ground. Once I lay her down, she looks peaceful, angelic, and it makes the situation real.

Not that it wasn't real before, but the reality of it is just now hitting me, the grief, the guilt, the fear of what might happen to all the others who have ever loved me.

I think I hear a voice, the voice of the person who just died, the one I was just starting to love, the voice I will never hear again, the one already starting to fade away as I "BEEP BEEP BEEP!"

End Dream-

I shoot straight up, breathing heavily as I take in my surroundings. I take a deep breath to try and settle my thoughts, but it doesn't work. Voices are swirling in my head, sounds from that night haunting my ears as visions flash before my eyes. I could have saved her. If I was just fast enough I could have-

"BEEP BEEP BEEP!" Once again I am jolted out of the past as my alarm blares loudly. I reach over to the side of my bed and turn off the alarm before reaching for my phone. Subconsciously I find my thumb hovering over the contact labeled Lila😜💛.

I shake myself out of the thoughts I am having and look up to see the posters and famous equations littering my blue-painted walls. I need to redecorate, I think as the room reminds me of Harry and her. Memories of hanging out and watching movies in this room twirl in my mind before I get up and get dressed for the day.