⁶ 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫

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I sat in my bed waiting for my father to call me down for dinner when I hear a knock on my window

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I sat in my bed waiting for my father to call me down for dinner when I hear a knock on my window. I looked over to see Peter. I waved him to come in. "You can come through the front door, you know?" I asked my friend. He was breathing to heavy for his usual go around the city. He leans against the wall and that's when I see his chest. "Peter—" I got cut off by me getting call.

My dad was halfway up the stairs when I open my door. I only opened it enough so my head could stick through. "I'm really not feeling well," I said with a weak smile. He smiled back. "That's fine. Make sure to take something and I'll be up there in a minute to check on you," he said and I nod before he turns around and walks down the stairs.

I make sure he's a good feet away before closing the door and running over to Peter. I wrap his arm around my shoulder and helped him over to my bed. He was heavier than I thought so I let him rest on the head of my bed. "What happened?" I ask looking at the claw marks on his chest. He chuckles. "You should see the other guy. Saying that because he's a giant mutant lizard," he said.

"God," I mumbled before getting up and getting the things that I need before coming back over to him. He had it off now. I didn't ask anymore question after and tried to help Peter as best as I could. He hissed at the pain. I stopped so he could take a breather.

I look up at him and we get caught in each other's eyes. His hand goes to my face and he leans in hissing a bit making me pull in so he wouldn't get hurt more. We kiss each other deeply. I can feel by the way he pulls me in by my face he wants me deeper but I pull away. "I can't, Peter," I said holding onto his wrist. His hand still on my face. We look each other deeply in the eyes.

"I love you but I just can't," I said and he nods. He was just like him but even more brave. My grandfather was the only one I had when everything went to shit but when I meet Peter all that changed. Everything was happy again and Peter made that happen. "Don't—" I almost begged but he cut me off.

"You know I have to. I created him.," he said rubbing my cheeks slowly. I wish he didn't. My head fell low at his words. The thought of losing him killed me. "Hey," he said softly. He grabbed my face softly attempting to lift my head to look at him. Soon he grabbed my chin and looked me deeply in my eyes. "I'm going to be okay. I promise to you," he said and I almost melted. "Okay?" He asks with a grin. I grin slowly showed on my face. "Okay." He pulled me into another kiss which was softer and felt like heaven. He pulled away and looked at me one again with those hazel eyes and whispered softly; "Okay."

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