LONELY HEARTS | ❝You don't have to be a hero, just like I don't have to be sad all the time, but sometimes fate works in strange ways and, well, here we are❞
PRE-CIVIL WAR → HOMECOMING | PETER PARKER
BOOK ONE IN THE HERO OF HEROES SERIES
Plot: tinke...
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DIANA AND FLASH WERE ALLOWED TO STAY HOME FROM SCHOOL. Rosie tried to convince Jesse to take a day, but the girl, true to her nature, didn't want to let her father's actions hinder her from going on the school field trip she had been excited about for the past few weeks.
"Screw dad, I'm gonna go to that field trip and enjoy myself," she announced before closing the door and heading to school by herself.
Flash smiled at the ceiling as the conversation they had been listening to finished. "She's the strong one."
Diana frowned and moved closer to him, holding onto his arm. "You're both strong, shut up."
He didn't reply and instead turned onto his side to face her and closed his eyes, the two quickly falling back to sleep, not waking up until the afternoon.
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Diana woke to the sound of Flash's crying and the news of the Staten Island Ferry.
In the living room was Rosie playing the news loud enough to be heard over her ironing, the sounds of the reporters giving a breaking news report on local Queens hero Spider-Man trying to save a ferry and being aided by renowned hero Iron Man.
Next to her was Flash who was still asleep. He wasn't loud like he used to be, but was quiet. If she hadn't been straining to her, she would have missed it entirely. She shook him awake, watching as he jolted away from her, hands going up to his face before lowering, recognizing her.
"What's up?" he coughed, wiping away the stray tears from his cheek.
"Spider-Man," she breathed, already on her phone and looking at all the articles explaining in detail about what had occurred those hours before. She took a deep breath and sighed. She screwed up. She decided to sleep in and wasn't there to stop him or to do anything. "I gotta go."
"What?" he asked, sitting up, watching as she jumped to her closet, pulling out the first set of clothes she found. "Where are you going?" He looked away as she began to get dressed, throwing her her deodorant that was on her desk.
"Nicky's," she breathed, adjusting her sweater, then moving to pick up her earrings from the desk.
"Wait, wait, wait," he said, standing up and grabbing her shoulders, forcing her to look at him, "Why?"
"Why what?" she asked, avoiding his eye.
"Why are you always going over there, what's he gotta do with Spider-Man?" He shook his head. "What have you been doing, Diana, you're always over there."
She shook her head, pulling away. "It's hard to explain..."
He frowned. "Try me." He let her move away, but crossed his arms, knowing she wouldn't just leave.
She sighed, her leg shaking; she needed to leave. "Flash, please, there are just some things I can't tell you. It's not you, it's me."
He scoffed. "You did not just use that line on me, I'm your brother, not your ex." He sighed. "Does it have anything to do with your family?"
