Along Came A Spidey

CHAPTER 26

Peter, thankfully, had been on time the whole week. We had a lot of fun, going to the movies, Manhattan, Central Park, kissing, regular teenage couple stuff.

My parents came back two days after his 'vacation' ended.

School started a little while back.

Wait, Peter's at the window.

"Hey." I smile widely as Peter enters.
Then my smile completely disappears as I look at him.

His pretty brown hair, soaked and matted with blood, his mask torn, scratched all along his suit, blood poring like a waterfall from some wound.

I was almost about to cry but instead I gasped in horror.

He chuckled weakly.
"Do I look that bad?" He says as he collapses on the bed.

I finally found my voice.

"Peter, who-how-what-!?" I couldn't continue. He was dying.

"It's not as bad as it looks." He tried to calm me down but...nada.

I got mad. "NOT AS BAD AS IT LOOKS! IT LOOKS LIKE YOU GOT HIT BY THE SECTUMSEMPRA CURSE A 100 TIMES!"
My room is soundproof. All rooms in our flat are.

"Just help me, will you?" He says as he takes off his mask. His face looks even worse.

~Time skip cuz I'm lazy~ a week later~

"I need to go." Peter whispered from behind me in Economics.

"Now? We're in the middle of class." I whispered back. Not subtly enough apparent cuz Ms. Towers made us stand outside.

"I hate you. I'm anyway behind on work. I can't keep being thrown out of classrooms because of you, babe." I rolled my eyes.

He looked worried. "I really do need to go. Tony said it's extremely urgent and said Iron Spider. That's a word for extremely dangerous situations." He stepped close.

I breathed. I widened my eyes. I was scared. "Da-dangerous?"

"Yeah. Look, I don't know when I'll be back but if I need to go somewhere right now, I swear I'll tell you. Somehow." He kissed me, with passion and fear of life and then ran out.

"Be safe." I whispered as I watched him go.

I went to the library. Only place which would help me concentrate.

Peter's POV~

I hated leaving Sanya alone, especially after I saw her when i told her about where I was going. But it's what I gotta do. I may not always like it, but it's the right thing to do. Cheesy as it is.

I put on my web shooters and swung to the Avengers compound (had to walk the last few miles, no buildings, man!)

"Mr. Stark, what's wrong!? Please tell me this wasn't a prank. I left my girlfriend practically hyperventilating."

The moment I looked at his face, I knew it wasn't a prank. I knew he was in his late 40's but he looked so old. And haggard. May I never say that out loud, he'd kill me.

"Kid, I'm not joking. This is serious. Thor ended up here last night. So did the Hulk. They brought people, Guardians of the Galaxy they call themselves. They're from another dimension. They say that the biggest threat to every planet and every civilisation is coming here." Mr. Stark said as he ran a hand through his hair and sat down. As shocked and scared and ...you know I was, I did start being a fanboy inside. HULK and THOR!?

"Um." I said. What was someone supposed to say to that?

He looked at me, with a bit of a (fake) grin.
"Of course, I'm not bothered. I'm Iron Man, after all."

Okay, I get this is world(s) threatening but why was I called?

"Um, er... what am I supposed to do?" I rubbed the back of my neck. It's a habit.

"Help me. I mean, us. I mean, Earth."

Whaaaaaaaat?

"You told me that I should be and quote 'friendly neighbourhood Spider-Man'. You told me to stay low on the ground, bust up small time crime and now you want to fight a..a...an intergalactic space war!?"

For the first time, he looked embarrassed.

"Oh. Um, see. Kid, actually..."

"Let me finish, Mr. Stark. AWESOME. I could die...but whats life without a little risk?" A living life.

Back to Sanya's POV~

The day was just bad. Michelle was back, one good thing. Ned and Betty had another spat and broke up. They've broken up more times than Peter and I've argued about Star Trek and Star Wars.

Peter. Peter. I was checking my phone obsessively. OBSESSIVELY. No messages or calls or anything.

If he wasn't already dead, I was killing him.

I walked home alone. After laying in my bed, staring at the ceiling, I decided to get some air.

I walked up to the roof. I debated at the cigarette packet of purchased. Smoking had never been a thing on tge bucket list. But it calmed people.

I threw it off the roof. I don't need cigarettes to calm me down. I have Peter. I'm so cheesy, I smacked my head.

"Good girl." Peter swung next to me. "But why'd you buy it in the first place?"

Before I answered, I scanned him. No injuries. None but my (soft) bite marks and some faded old scars.

"I bought it because I thought it would calm me down. Then I realised I had you for that." I said simply, swinging my legs from the edge of the roof.

"I love you." He says in reply. But he doesn't kiss me. Something's wrong.

"What happened, Peter?"

He looked like a child caught in wrong doing. He bit his lip, wouldn't look at me and rubbed his neck.

"Oh. Um. That. I ,uh, I'm going to fight in a space war." He gave a hopeful grin.

I hoped my ears had gone bad. I touched my ear and said "What?"

"I'm gonna fight in a space war." He says more quietly.

Surprisingly, I don't go crazy. Or overprotective or scared.  I don't try to dissuade him from the war. I know Peter better than I know myself and I know he's stubborn as hell. I don't even get angry.

I just say "Okay."

He nearly fell off the roof. That's not worrisome at all.

"Eh?"

"Peter. I know you. I know you're as stubborn, if not more, as me. There's no changing your mind. I know you and I know you're strong. Not just physically. If anyone has a chance to do this, it's you. And not just because a spider bit you. I believe in you and I support you and I love you. Do what you gotta do, tiger. I'm behind you a 110%. But if you die, I'll kill you." I ended as seriously as I had started.

"I don't deserve you." He says after a while. His eyes look wet.

"I don't deserve you either." I smile softly at him. We scoot closer and I place my head on his shoulder as we look at the sunset.

"So much for 'we accept the love we think we deserve'." He laughs.

"Yeah." Suddenly tears start to prick my eyes. "I support you, Peter but be careful. Please. For me, for May, for Ned, for everyone. I can't lose you. I can't." I say, as silent tears stream down my face.

He wiped them off with his fingers.

"I will. You can count on me." I looked up at his face, one that I may not see any more in some time and I kissed him. As if it was the last time. He returned the kiss with the same feeling.

However not scared and aloof we were acting, we were scared shitless.

1279 words. Man, I had missed writing. Does anyone here watch Riverdale? It's an awesome show.