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{Love that Doesn't Die} (Part Thirty Two)

A couple of days passed, and Miles still wasn't there with me. I sat in Miles' 1610's room, staring at some of his Spiderman drawings. He was just as good in drawing like my Miles. I was fidgeting at my hands. I didn't knew what to do. I was about to look into Miles' 1610 sketchbook, when I saw him coming into the room. He was wounded. His body had bruises all over, and his suit was ripped. "Gosh, what happend, Miles?!" I yelled, not too loud. He smiled. "I have a surprise for you...." I couldn't believe my ears. "Come with me." He said, with a soft tone. I would walk towards his side, and he took my hand. We walked out of the room, through the hallway. There he was, the one I lost for a week or two. i started to cry immediately, and he kissed my hair softly, pulling me into his chest. "Hello, my dear. There you are..." I could only wrap my arms around him, and cry into his chest. "B-babe..." I muttered. He shushed me, and smiled softly. "It's okay... I'm here..." he said softly. I nodded.

The others would 'aww' us. Miles would roll his eyes at the stupid comments. I giggled through my cries. He would chuckle at my giggle. "I missed these cute sounds, to be honest." I pulled away a little, to stare at him. "Yes?" I asked. He nodded. "Yes, my dear. I won't let you go again." He said. "But what happend with The Spot?" I asked Gwen and Miles 1610. Their wounds would get dressed by Jessica Drew. (Spiderwoman earth - 332) gwen would answer my question. "We defeated him, and gave him to Lyla." Miguel would walk into the room. "What... What the fuck happend here??" He would yell. Gwen closed her eyes, while Miles 1610 sighed frustrated. My boyfriend held me close, afraid to let go again. "Well?" He shouted. I backed off, and Miles held me tight. "Miles 1610 and Gwen saved me." Miles said bravely. Miguel had fire in his eyes. "Goddamn it!!" He grabbed me firmly by my arm. "You're coming with me." He said with a commanding tone. I raised my eyebrows. My boyfriend would stop him. "Stop it!! She hasn't done anything wrong!!" He defended me. Miguel scoffed. "Why are you so protective over her?" Miguel said. Miles stood there, his jaw dropping. "Excuse me? Have you looked into the mirror?"

Miguel rolled his eyes. "I get to decide how things are going. Not any of you. If any of you violate my rules, that specific one will get kicked out, with their own problems. Understood?" Everyone nodded in the room. Miguel let go of me, and I felt relieved. Miles pulled me close again, and kissed my hair again.