𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄 | peter parker ( andrew garfield )

𝟏𝟐 -- 𝐆𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭

As soon as I woke up, I started to hear voices downstairs, mom's voice actually. She was talking to someone. I peeked at the window seeing police cars parked in front of our home. Dad's co-workers may be brought him home. 

I swiftly opened my bedroom door and ran downstairs seeing that the police officers were now walking away from our house and mom closing the front door without energy. "Mom?" I called out. She tensed and turned to look at me saw tear stains on her cheeks, I rushed to her. "Mom? What happened? Where's dad?" I walked her to the couch and made her sit down, I sat beside her and waited for her response. She grabbed my hand and looked right through my soul as she hooked her head.

My shoulders immediately fell at the thought that... I was right, that was the last time I'm going to see my father. I felt numb at the moment. I want to cry --- but no tears were able to come out of my eyes. I just stared blankly at the coffee table in front of me. I just suddenly felt my mom hug me as I just hugged her back slightly and let her cry.

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After we knew that my father passed away. The day after we did a funeral ceremony. Me and mom were there, of course, my auntie, uncle, all of the relatives you can name. I was slightly irritated when I see no sign of Peter around the place. I know he needed to be here and gave his condolences, but he was too afraid of something he didn't even explain to me.

I even waited for him last night, so I can treat whatever wounds he have. But he never came. Even if he came by for a bit and told me what happened, but no. I sensed someone staring at me from behind, I turned around and saw nothing. But I know in my heart that was him.

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After the ceremony, I didn't care if it was raining or mom saw me leaving and didn't tell her where I am going, but I just needed to see him. I stood in front of their porch and knocked. Minutes came by and I finally saw Peter opening their front door. I don't know what I'm feeling, it's mixed. I am angry, but I can't. The main feeling that I could describe right now is rather worried and sad. 

"Where have you been?" I started. I kept a straight face but it keeps returning to being sad. His face looked like he was slightly crying about last night and earlier. 

"Hi." He said the guilt was clear in his voice.

"My father died. There was a funeral if you didn't know. They shot off... rifles and they made speeches." My voice started to crack, but I am still fighting with my inner self not to cry. Two of my teachers showed up. One of them was Miss Ritter from our science class. And Flash showed up even after everything I did and told him." My eyes began forming tears. "Everyone was there but you." A single tear dropped from my eye and he wiped it with his bare hands. His eyes started to tear up too.

"Can't do this. Can't do this." His voice was a bit silent from the beginning until it became audible. "I'm sorry. I can't..."

"What are you trying to say?"

"I can't see you anymore. I can't." 

I was completely shocked at his statement. I didn't talk back anymore and just walked away and entered the world that was raining. I opened up my umbrella and halted. I looked back at Peter, but he didn't even try to stop me. And at the thought of why he was doing this, it's because my father something to him. "He made you promise, didn't he?" I paused and continued. "To stay away from me, so I'd be safe." I examined Peter's movement, he just stood still and just looked at me, meaning everything I said was true. I slowly nodded my head and turned my back from him.

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I was in front my locker examining the work I did for school today. Until I heard Flash's voice. "What's up, Parker?" Me and Flash are ok now, but I can't say that we're friends. He said his sorry at my father's funeral and I gladly accepted it, since it will be useless for me to be angry with him, he showed respect at my father's funeral. And I'm thankful.

I didn't eavesdrop anymore from their conversation. "Hey, Ana." I looked behind me seeing Flash waving at me. I only smiled and nod my head in his direction.

I closed the locker door as soon as I heard the bell rings meaning it was the time for the first period of class. I walked straight towards my next class and ignored Peter as I saw him looking at me while I looked at him on my peripheral vision.

Our teacher, Miss Ritter was telling us a story about her old professor. When she halted and looked at Peter. "Mr. Parker. Tardy again." I looked away when Peter was walking beside me while going to his seat behind me. "Well, at least we can always count on you."

"Sorry, Miss Ritter, won't happen again, I promise." 

"Don't make promises you can't keep, Mr. Parker." 

"Yeah, but those are the best kind." He whispered --- but I know that it was directed to me.

"Ok, class, open your books. Let's begin with on page one." Miss Ritter said while I smile at Peter's words. Well...

--  THE END OF PART 1 --