CHAPTER 11

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*Thud* *Thud thud*

I open my eyes, my palms start to sweat

I sit up from my bed; I slowly walk towards my window

I step back from shock. I see Spiderman right outside of my window laying there all scratched and bleeding on the balcony , he doesn’t move.

I should help him, he saved me.

I slowly open my window

“Hey…hello? S-Spiderman?” I whisper

No answer or body movement

I have to climb out and drag him in…

I slowly climb out and lifted the top half of his body into my room, I climb back into my room and dragged the rest of his body inside, I managed to put him on my bean bag. I can’t let dad see him inside my room.

I sprint out to grab the first aid kit from the kitchen and run back, Spiderman is still not moving.  I can see him breathing though, so his not dead.

I suddenly have the urge to remove his mask, I slowly reach for his mask…Suddenly he grabs my arm to stop me

“Please don’t do it, I beg you.” Spiderman says in a weak voice

I look at his mask and nodded and smile slightly

He grunts from the massive scratched across his chest, arms and back.

My eyes scan his body, my eyes begin to tear up. I quickly open the first aid box and help him take off the top of his tight spandex suite.

The light from the window slight shines on his abs which reminded me of Peter. I slowly dabbed the wet cloth against his chest, he groans in pain and throws his head back.

“Thankyou for helping me.” he whispers through his mask

I nod slowly.

He looks at me the whole time while I’m cleaning his wounds, which made me feel pressured. I stop and look up at him

“I-is the city safe now?” I ask

“Yes….yes it is.” He nods  

“Thank you for doing this.” I say

I suddenly hear dad walking down the hall, I quickly stand up and run towards the door and open it.

“Oh hey Gwen.” Says dad tiredly

“Hey dad, how’s work?” I ask stupidly

“The city’s safe now, go back to sleep.” He answers

He didn’t exactly answer my question but dad looked really tired, I understand

“That’s good, Night dad.” I whisper

I close the door, Spiderman jumps out of the window and turn around

“Thank you Gwen” he says and jumps down the balcony

I sit on the floor for a few minutes looking at the blood on the cloth

Hopefully his alright.

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