Lost In Your Light || P. Parker

04| Her Secret

Lelia's heart was pounding loudly against her chest; her cheeks inflamed as she walked back home.

She exhaled roughly, in complete shock that she has just healed Spider-Man.
The girl touched her face and tried not to smile. It was cold, the air thick and brisk, yet she couldn't feel it. Her heart was too warm.

She was excited, basically bubbling with pride. Astonished, shocked. And it was wonderful.

Lelia she felt like she was going to explode. She needed to talk to someone about this. She had to... But there wasn't a single soul that could know.

She was alone with this secret. About her power, and about Spider-man.

Lelia came to her front door, still forcing herself to not smile. She stood on her tiptoes and reached for the house key, fumbling with it before unlocking the front door, as delicately as she could.

She closed the door without error.

Lelia hurried upstairs to her bedroom and flopped onto her bed.

She curled into a ball, holding her face in her hands and almost squealing. She wanted to so badly but she knew she had to be as quiet as possible.

There was another person like her. And he confirmed her thoughts be saying so himself.

She remembered his voice, sweet and young, but old and wise. Every world that flew out of his mouth contradicted her previous assumptions.

His voice was higher than she would have thought. He was shorter, more boyish, yet still lean and muscular.

His hands flashed through her mind next; they were rough and calloused. When she healed him, it was different than animals. She felt his emotions, his wants and needs. They were connected in those seconds, and she relished in the way his skin pricked with... desire?

Lelia's eyes shot back open. That's what the feeling was. She had felt what he was thinking, what he wanted.

He was gentle with her.

Lelia blushed, looking at her hands and fantasizing the way his would fit perfectly with hers.

Whoever he was, she needed to see him again.

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Going back to school the next morning was a lot harder than Lelia would have thought.

Scratch that. It wasn't hard, it was terrible.

Of course all she could think about was Peter. Whoever he was, wherever he lived. She wouldn't know, the only Peter she'd ever know was her second cousin who lived in Wisconsin. Spider-Man was definitely not him.

Lelia didn't even know what Spider-Man looked like, but the connection she felt couldn't of been one sided. It felt like it was meant to be, no matter how hard she tried to deny it.

She was walking down the main hallway of school, keeping her head down as a blush spread across her cheeks. Just the thought of him was enough to send her sense into a frenzy.

Her body felt warm. She turned the corner, her face starting to burn.

Lelia suddenly didn't feel well. Why was she feeling so hot? Almost like the feeling she gets when she connects the telepathy link with an injured animal.