Chapter 5

26 3 0
                                    

Peters POV

Me and Wade walk in silence for a while gradually getting closer to the house. I love walking with him, well being near him is enough; his presence is just weirdly calming.

I can't tell what he's thinking though, maybe about the fight or some song lyrics? To be honest I had no idea that Matt had made that list and the way he handled himself was incredible. He was just pure power in that moment. He's gonna be so good as a lawyer.

About a quarter of a mile from the house, I spot the cherry tree that marks the corner of the cemetery. It's just starting to bloom and the pink petals stand out against the grey of the city.

"Pp?" Wade asks, wondering why I've stoped only to look over to the cherry tree "Oh."

"Would you mind?"

"Nah, you go say hello, and I'll go get my skate board"

I take my eyes off the tree and over to his "you sure?" I ask, "what about Campbell"

"It'll be fine, go on"

"Thanks Wade" for everything

I keep looking over my shoulder as we part, will he really be okay? I can't protect him from Campbell without exposing myself and putting him in more danger. And if we fight against Campbell to much he'll kick us out and we'll be separated.

Opening the creaky gate I walk along the gravel path looking at the green trees and blooming flowers that conceal the decay of death. It's weirdly peaceful I guess, most people are creeped out by it. I guess when it's where all of your family live you get use to it.

I walk down to the two double graves, the flowers I left last time had wilted and some moss was on moms and dads grave. Peeling off the moss, I throw it and the flowers in the bin, before sitting in between the graves.

Mom and dad died first a plane crash to Los Angeles, they where going to some sort of science convention and left me with my aunt and uncle for the week. That turned into years.

Ben went next in the ybattle of New York, the avengers couldn't save everyone. May started to go after that, she just couldn't find the will to live. She went last year, and I into foster care and to campbells.

"Hey guys" I start, "life's still shit, there's a few good bits though, Matt, Spider-Man and...Wade. He's amazing but I guess a relationships to unsafe. Having friends is unsafe if someone found out my identity, they could be killed."

"And I think the avengers are after vigilantes or have become more active in the streets, so i've got to watch out for them too. It's so annoyingly stressful, like yeah the injuries i can deal with but everything else drags you down mentally."

I stop talking as i hear wades wades wheels on the concrete path, I wish i could get him new ones,

so im gonna cut this short for today cos i cant focus.

You?Where stories live. Discover now