~Peter's POV~
My shoulder was killing me at this point. I honestly should have gone to the hospital. The sound of the lock unlocking breaks me from my thoughts. "Hi Luka" joyfully says Sage. This big dog seems to appear from the shadows. "Boys this is my husky Luka" she states as we walk in and she tosses her keys on a dresser. "Peter go sit on the bed and I will be there shortly." I nod as I look around.
She lives in a simple one room apartment. Her bed is against the farthest wall facing the door. Her laptop sits on a small wooden desk next to a window and a bookshelf. Lastly there is a small bathroom on one side of her dresser and the door on the other. Ned sits in the rolling chair by her desk while I do as told and sit on the bed.
Eventually she returns to my to my side with a first aid kit. "All right Pete take your shirt off. I need to clean the wound." Carefully she opens the box and grabs a tiny bottle. She takes a cotton swab and dumps the clear liquid on it. "This is going to sting a bit." With out warning she presses it on to my wounded shoulder. "Holy shit that hurts" I manage to say through the pain. "It's alcohol, it's killing any sort of infection."
Sage looks up at me, her trustful eyes tell me everything is going to be okay. Her scarf loosely dangles from her neck and I see what looks like bruises. My eyes drift back up to her lips, the cut seemed to be healing. "H-how does it feel"she ask. "It doesn't hurt as bad as before." She smiles but that smile fades when there is a knock on the door.
~Ned's POV~
I watched the way they interacted with each other. All they did was smile and watch one another. "How did this happen Peter" ask Sage quietly. "A um dog attacked me." Well he got the dog part right, well sorta. "Sage where did you learn to do this?" "Taught myself." I nod my head and continue petting Luka.
All they did was look one another up and down and smile but then there was a knock on the door. She swiftly stands and makes her way to the door. A tall buff man stands in her door way. "Hey baby, so I was thinking maybe you and I can- who are these guys?"
Anger is apparent in his voice. "Oh Chance these are my friends Ned and Peter." I give a small wave and look at Peter. His eyes were wide and his nostrils flared. "Guys this is my boyfriend Chance" she says with a shaky voice. "Why is that one shirtless" he snaps.
Just then I hear a whimper come from Luka. His eyes were glued to his master with his ears back and tail tucked between his legs. "He um got attacked by a dog, I was just helping him take care of it." My attention turns back to Peter, he wears anger and worry like a mask. "We will discuss this later" says Chance.
With that he turns and leaves, I head Sage releases a small sigh as she closes the door. "Sorry about that guys" she says as she wipes her palms on her jeans. "He seems nice" says Peter sarcastically. "Chance just gets jealous." Sage rapidly dresses peters wound but then something magical seems to happen.
Peter calmly grabs her swiftly moving hands and just hold them. She doesn't even pull away but she does look down. Gently he grabs her chin, lifting so he can see her face. They look at each other and just stay that way. "Would you two get a room" I say as I laugh. They both start laughing.
~that night/Sage's POV~
"How dare you" shouts Chance. He swings making contact with my eye. "I saw the way you looked at him. His grips tightens around my neck as the throws another blow to my ribs. I had to get him to stop."I -I know who Spider-Man is" I say choking for air.
He pushes me up higher so my feet don't touch the floor.
Suddenly Luka runs and attacks Chance's arm. "Ow! You stupid mutt!" Just then he kicks Luka. I try to reach for him but I can't. "You know who Spider-Man is" he questions. "Y-yes" I stutter, "Then you will use him for us. Make him weak and vulnerable. If you don't I will kill your friend Peter, do you understand me?!" I just nod my head as best as I can. He then drops me and leaves.
What have I done?
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