Space Girl [P.Parker]

chapter 34

AN:

*I know referring to the three Peters in writing when you can't see them on screen is a little confusing so bare with me when I try to describe who's saying what

Tobey's Peter will mostly be referred to as blue eyed peter
Andrew is just 'other Peter' mostly
and Tom's Peter is just Peter or 'her Peter' when I'm talking about Luna

thank you for your understanding

Peter was exactly where Luna anticipated he would be. He sat all alone on the rooftop, an empty look on his face. Luna couldn't bare to see him. She almost couldn't bring herself to go up to him after seeing the look on his face.

She slowly approached him, signaling for Ned to give them a moment. Ned put up a little bit of a fight before letting her go first. Luna stepped up beside Peter, then sat down next to him, staring ahead.

She leaned her head on his shoulder, causing him to break down into tears. Luna wrapped her arms around him, pulling him into a hug. Ned joined now, hugging Peter from the other side.

Peter hugged the both of them as tight as he could while he cried. 

"It's alright." Luna whispered. "It's okay."

Slowly, Peter lifted his head. He felt the other two Peters near them. 

"Peter, there's..." Luna sniffled. "There's people here." She stated, pulling away from him. 

"What?" He questioned.

She reached for his hand, pulling him up. He turned around, finally seeing the other Spider-Men on top of a small tower extending from the roof. They jumped down.

"Wait--Wait! Woah." Peter yelled.

"Sorry." Apologized the blue eyed Peter. "About May."

"Yeah." The other Peter spoke. "Sorry. I got a sort of understanding of--"

"Oh, no, no. Please don't tell me that you know what I'm going through." Peter shook his head.

"Okay." The other Peter nodded in understanding and sighed.

"She's gone." Peter stated. "It's all my fault." He exhaled. "She died for nothing." He looked down at the box in Luna's hand. "That's why I'm gonna do what I should have done in the first place."

"Peter." The blue eyed Peter interjected.

"Please don't." Peter shook his head. "You don't belong here." He turned to the other Peter. "Either of you, so I'm sending you home. All those other guys are from your world, right?"

The other Peter nodded.

"So, you deal with it. If they die because you kill them, that's on you." Stated Peter. "It's not my problem. I don't care anymore. I'm done."

 Luna could tell he was forcing back tears. She wanted to reach for his hand, but didn't.

"I'm really sorry that I dragged you into this." Peter added. "But you have to go home now." He paused. "Good luck."

Peter reached for the box, but Luna pulled it away. He looked into her eyes, confused. She shook her head.

"My uncle Ben was killed." Stated the blue eyed Peter. "It was my fault."

"I lost..." The other Peter began, but stopped for a moment. "I lost Gwen." He breathed shakily. "She was my Luna. I couldn't save her. I'm never gonna be able to forgive myself for that." He sniffled. "I carried on. Tried to...tried to keep going, tried to keep being the, uh...that friendly neighborhood Spider-Man, because I know that's what she would have wanted. At some point, I just...I stopped pulling my punches. I got rageful. I got bitter." He continued. "And I just don't want you to end up like...like me."