Late Night Heartbreak || P.P. || COMPLETED

Part 41

the coldness of the ground surrounds me, but I don't feel it. my eyes stay shut, and my body stays still, but there are no whispers in my ear. there's no sound until metal scraps hit the floor.

I flinch, and my eyes open slightly and cautiously, and I see a red and blue suit fall to its feet, and peter takes off his mask to his beaten-up face, his eyes brimming with tears. his eyes sparkle, and his cut lips shake.

"y/n," he says, simply, and almost muffled to my ears. I clench my jaw, as he pulls me off the web, and close to him. he saved my life, again, yet I can't really concentrate on that right now, only the warmth of peters arms."y/n" he says in disbelief, once again. I still don't say anything, my heart in my throat. if I open my mouth, I don't know what would come out. words, vomit, anything could be possible right now.

he sits down with me, holding me bridal style. my body aches, and my head throbs. my eyes are dry. he strokes my hair, tears rolling down his face quickly.

am I alive? can I breathe? is he okay? am I okay?

I take a deep breath in, and peter smiles sadly at me. "speak to me, y/n. you're alright"

I take shaky breaths, looking around me wearily. I look into Peter's teary eyes with scared ones.

"Pete?" I ask, mouth wavering and the word coming out shaky. "I'm so sorry. I'll never forgive myself, y/n"

"is he gone?" I ask again, ignoring his apologies. it's not his fault. "yeah. he is" peter says, his head falling.

"okay" is all I say in reply.

[y/n and peter speak. police arrive at the scene, and y/n is taken to hospital.]

red and blue lights seep into the room, flashing. multiple sirens blare and deafen me. cop cars and ambulances turn up to the power grid, and in an instant, almost, peter pulls his mask back on and I'm taken out on a stretcher.

I don't think the look on Peter's face when he held me after I fell, will ever, ever leave my mind.

(~•~)

"hey," a voice speaks, making my eyes open slightly. the whiteness of the room blinds me, and the bed is so white, that it's uncomfortable to look at. Peter stands at the end of my bed, rolling back and forth on his heels.

I smile with as much effort as I can muster, and indicate for him to come and sit on the bed next to me.

he sits down, and I pull his hand closer to me, holding it tightly. "I'm so glad you're okay. I have no idea what I would've done with myself if you weren't"

"p-Pete. it's okay. I am okay. please, please don't blame yourself, again" I say weakly, sitting up. I pull him to me, hugging him.

"I'm gonna lay off spiderman for a little bit. not forever, I just need to learn how to cope without going out in the middle of the night to fight people who almost kill my girlfriend, you know?" he almost laughs, and I raise a brow as he pulls himself out of my arms.

"oh? so I'm your girlfriend now? when did we decide this, after we broke up?" I tease, giggling.

"I thought it was implied, y/n. not. you wanna be my girlfriend?" he laughs, smirking.

"eh. I'll think about it" I say sarcastically, trying my hardest not to grin, which fails miserably.

"you know you want to be. don't lie, babe" he laughs, and I push him playfully. lying down next to me, he holds on to me tight.

"I'm so glad you're okay" he mumbles into my shoulder.

"yeah, me too, Pete"

short chapters for this and the next, to keep it light-hearted yk :)

word count: 664

posted 23rd August 2022