A Jealous Bite

Chapter 4

:Love and Rejection:

~Estella's pov

I lay in the hospital bed satisfied with my findings so my crush is Spider-Man  I sighed to myself. I had wished I wasn't alone in this hospital.

After a couple days I was discharged and on crutches, I went back to work and acted like nothing happened, but I couldn't help but blush when I thought of Miguel.

Miguel on the other hand had be avoiding me. Every time I looked at him he looked away, he won't even talk to me.

I sulked at my desk, now my crush won't talk to me "this is what I get for being curious " I mutter to myself rubbing my temples. I had continued to sulk the rest of the day.

Days go by now, Miguel kept avoiding me as much as possible. He didn't talk to me, he didn't look at me, he made little to no effort to be around me. My heart broke more and more with every passing day.

Maybe it just isn't meant to be after all. Maybe one day, when the time feels right, he'll come around, and be able to have a life outside of his Spider-Man identity...

Months go by, Estella can walk unassisted, but she needs help sometimes and as Estella's love was rejected she grew cold out of pain, sadness and anger.

I no longer called him Miguel, rather I called him by his last name to be more cordial, to let him know how cold and indifferent I had become.

~Miguel's pov

I didn't want her getting hurt, I didn't want someone findings out. What if she went out and told someone. I had tried avoiding her like the plague.

As the months passed I could sense the change in her attitude, her coldness toward me. I understood why and he felt terrible for putting her through this, but I couldn't have a life outside of Spider-Man, I've tried and every time it's failed me in some way or another.

She may never understand my decision but I just can't take that risk, the secret has to stay just that, a secret.

But... in the end... I did have feelings for her. Incredibly strong feelings...

I finally put my fears aside after a few months and decided I wanted to tell her how I felt.

I approached her, "Estella? Can we talk?" My voice was shaky. "O'Hara, I'm working and you should be too." she said coldly not looking up from the table. I winced at the sound of her saying my last name like that, I didn't like it. "I can't go on like this, I need to tell you something" I plead. She slammed her hands on the desk and stood up "O'Hara, I don't have time for this I have to be at a meeting." She glared at me, but there were tears in here eyes. Guilt washes over me seeing tears in her eyes "please... just hear me out. It won't take long, but it's important." She raised a hand to stop me from speaking "O'Hara, this meeting will take a while lock up when your done" she coldly grabbed her things while wiping away tears, and left...

"Damnit..."

I flop down into my desk chair almost breaking it.

Anger. Guilt. Sadness. Pain.

That's all I felt. I pinched the bridge of my nose as I realize I wouldn't be able to move on from this, I loved her...