The Tragedy of Mary Jane Stark

Love and Thunder

Mj was trying to sleep after her long flight but it was so hard. Everything was a mess and it was all her fault.

Her phone began to ring. She groggily got up and grabbed it, thinking it was Peter.

"Hello?" She yawned.

"Hey Mj." The voice of a man she never wanted to hear from again said.

"H-Harry? Oh god what's up." Mj sighed.

"I- I just wanted to say I'm over you. You mean nothing too me. I mean god what was I thinking?" Harry laughed.

"Haha are you sure? Harry I just feel terrible about all of this." Mj sniffed.

"Oh yeah. I mean Mj, your kind of an emotionally needy brat. I don't know what I was thinking?" Harry laughed a little harder

"Ohhh." She Awkwardly laughed. "Well I'm grateful I'm not hurting you anymore Harry. I just felt truly awful."

"Don't even worry about that anymore. I'm fine. I've got other bitches on my mind." Harry said nonchalantly.

Mj rolled her eyes.

"Great. So happy for you Harry. I gotta go." Mj groaned.

"Okay goodbye!" Harry said.

He ended it before she could. Now she was in a bad mood. At least Harry was back to being the same asshole he was before.

She did feel better, knowing he was back to his old self again. Funny enough, Peter got home just as their phone call ended.

"Hey what are you doing awake?" Peter asked taking off his suit.

"I couldn't sleep. Where did you go?" Mj asked.

"I just needed to swing a bit. I did not like being stuck in that plane for so long." He chuckled.

"Peter, I just got off the phone with harry." Mj said quickly.

"Oh no what did he have to say?" Peter asked, knowing exactly what he did say.

"That he was over me. And he was fine. It honestly was a relief to hear but he did call me an emotionally needy brat." She faked a chuckle.

"Jesus he didn't need to be that mean." Peter scoffed. "Well he's wrong." Peter climbed into bed next to her. Pulling her close to him.

"Maybe. He's back to being an asshole and I'm grateful for it. He's himself again." Mj sighed cuddling closer. "I wonder where Bruce is."

"Probably still down south. Hopefully Strange will have made him a portal by now," Peter played with her hair gently.

"Let's hope." Her eye lids were heavy now. "I know why I couldn't sleep before."

"Why?" Peter asked curiously.

"I'm too stressed out alone. Im terrified to be by myself." Mj admitted. "I wasn't lying on the plane."

"I know I'm sorry." Peter kissed her forehead protectively. "I'll figure something out. Get someone to hang out here while I'm on patrol. Or drop you off at someone's house. We'll figure it out."

"I don't want to be a burden." Mj looked away.

"No not at all. It would make me feel better too." Peter brushed hair out of her face. "Get some sleep pretty girl."

"I love you." She whispered.

"I love you too." Peter sighed.

It was nearing thanksgiving now. Things were starting to go back to normal. Well as normal as things could be. Mj was grateful Gwen knew peter and Miles' identities now. It was nice having someone to talk to about Spider-Man business. And Gwen always agreed to hang out with Mj when Peter was away patrolling. Gwen would mainly just do homework but Mj was thankful to just have someone to sit with