Don't Make Promises You Can't Keep

Sleeping Beauty

"Damn it Peter," I mumble as I pull on my gray vans. "Pick up your phone." I move to the mirror setting my phone down on the table. I apply some light makeup and pull on a white beanie. It being a fairly warm day, I had on a light blue shirt with a pocket on the chest and a pair of ripped black jeans.  I grabbed my baby blue polaroid camera making sure the paper was inside. I pick up my phone and dial Peter again, we were supposed to be up and off an hour ago but i didn't hear my alarm.

I sighed as it went to voicemail again.' Fine i'll just have to go wake him up then' I think to myself as i grab my skateboard on the way out of my room. I walk down stairs seeing my mom watching the news. "Local Spider-man has once again saved the day from the criminals of this city. Earlier this morning around 3 am there was a burglary at a bank located on 34th street. Although he did catch the bad guys and saved the hostages that were trapped inside, some people think he's the one we should be arresting. Check out this footage from last nights bridge attack and tell us, do you think spider-man is our savoir or a menace?" The tv turned off and my mom turned around, slightly surprised to see me.

"And where are you going?" She asked as she folded her arms. I grabbed an apple, taking a bit out of it and walking forward. " To Peters. we have a project due on Monday. Love ya and see you later." I pecked my moms cheek running out of the house. I skated my way to Peters as i ate my apple. As i made my way to the front porch I picked up my skateboard and knocked on the door.

Within seconds May answered the door. She gave a soft smile and hugged me gently but invitingly  at the same time. "Come on in sweetheart." She brought me inside and I followed her to the kitchen. " would you like something to drink?" May asked as she went back to cleaning the dishes. "Oh no i'm fine but thank you May. Actually, is Peter awake?" May shook her head," not that I know of, but go ahead." she smiled as she waved me to Peters room.

I knocked, no answer. "Peter?" I whispered as i opened the door. Peter was lying on his stomach with his arm hanging off the bed and his mouth slightly open, letting drool cover a small spot on his pillow. His back was bare and the sheets covered his lower half. 'God I hope he didn't chose to sleep naked'. I nudged his shoulder, "Peter, time to wake up." I said in a normal voice. He stirred a bit but didn't wake. I bent down to where his head lay. "Peter." I said a bit louder and he stirred more and groaned a little. "Peter come on." I said louder shaking his shoulder.

Like it was an instinct, Peters eyes shot open and he grabbed me and flipped me on my back, pinning me to the bed. His eyes softened and let go of me muttering out a simple 'sorry' before sitting upright. He was wearing a pair of joke boxers i got him for his birthday one year before his real present. They had Mr. Krabbs on them.

"Woah there skipper," I said sitting up. "Someone take a bottle of roids?" I ask grabbing my beanie off the floor. "Sorry, bad dream." He muttered in a raspy voice. I scooted closer to him and grabbed his hands that sat dangerously close to his crotch. "Wanna talk about it?" He stared at our hands before looking up at me shaking his head no. "Okay that's fine but we are like an hour later than we should be so go get ready." I pushed him off the bed and towards his closet. He opens it and smiles at me. I smile softly back then notice something red and blue behind him but before i could get a good look he closed the door.

Peter emerged from the closet a few moments later wearing black pants, a black long sleave, and a blue shirt. I pressed the button on the top of my camera as the black picture came out of the top. I started to wave it so the photo would develop as peter stared at me. "What did you take a picture for?" I laugh slightly as i form the joke. "Its a big day Peter." He raised an eyebrow towards me. "You came out of the closet." He starts laughing and so do I.  He suddenly looks at me with a straight face. "That's not funny." we laugh again and i hit his arm. "Come on dweb, we gotta go."