Saving a Spider

Chapter 13

(Pov change while Peters unconscious right now.)

*Harry*

My eyes widened when I saw my old best friend being laid upon a bed across from me.

I couldn't believe it.

Was he sick?

Peter...

Was this all my fault?

I don't understand...

I've never seen him look so pale.

So weak.

So fragile.

I watched as Captain America called out for assistance.

Two people came running in.

The man behind hulk and the man behind the iron suit.

They must be scientists.

Would they even be able to help Peter?

Or even.... me?

I watched as they took his temperature and took a blood sample to run through the scanners.

I kept getting glanced at.

Do they think I poisoned him?

I go back to looking at Peter as he breathed irregular and panting slightly.

His pale face seemed to be red with fever.

I watched with wide eyes as Peter's back arched up as he screamed in pure grieving agony.

Tears formed in my eyes as I felt a few slip.

Oh god...

What have I done?

My best friend is suffering because of me.

Because of my actions...

Because of my choices....

I'm sorry Petey...

I'm so sorry...

My face felt wet as I realized I was crying silently as I stared wide eyed at Peter's writhing body.

He looked so much in pain...

If only I could touch him and reassure him that it was all my fault and comfort him...

Someone release me from my bonds...

Please...

I need to comfort my friend...

He needs me...

My tears got worse and soon I couldn't see through my tears.

Someone...

Set me free...

SET.

ME.

FREE!