Spiderboy

fifty four

I stood back from the ruin and watched and the scene around me flickered, twisting and contorting back into the avengers tower, they were still standing around the table, the red in my vision cleared as I blinked and saw Wanda lower her hands, the aura fading.
I turned to Alexis, who was looking down at the floor.

"Alexis?" I whispered and reached out to hold her hand. She pulled violently out of my grip, looking up at me. Her eyes eye full of sadness, anger, and rage. So much rage. Towards me.

We stood like that for a second before she shook her head and turned away, running towards the window, she held up her arm, smashing through the glass and dissapearing over the edge. My mouth dropped open in shock and I stared at the gaping hole in the glass window of the top floor, hearing the other people in the room swear and gasp. What was she thinking?
I ran to the broken window and looked down. I couldn't see her anywhere, and I heard everyone behind me start shouting and rushing towards the doors
"Peter, let's go!" Mr Stark said, and I stepped closer to the edge, my upper body hanging out of the building entirely, searching desperately for any sign of her, and my heart hammering.
"Peter we don't need another idiotic teenager jumping off a hundred storey building!" he said, and my Spider senses told me he was advancing on me, racing out to pull me away from the ledge but before he could, I leant forwards entirely, and dropped over the edge. My feet clung to the building and i half-jumped half-ran straight down, towards where Alexis would be.
I turned my head to see Tony, Natasha and Rhodes leaning over to look down.
"kids these days, you know, we have an elevator system!" Tony called out.
What just happened

I continued down the building, sprinting, falling, using webs, and jumping, desperately trying reach the bottom before she would. But when I got there, there was nothing. Just the empty buildings entrance. No body, no blood, no proof that anyone could have been here.
"LEXA!" I screamed, looking around, running anywhere near, searching.
"LEXA!!"
I felt a rush of air pass by and her perfume filled my nose.

Alexis

I needed to get away from Peter, and thinking back to it, jumping out the window maybe wasn't the best idea, but Peter couldn't really follow me, so I had made a rash decision and acted on it. But i didn't really regret it. I felt wind rush against my face, no weight on my hands or feet, and my hair blowing back from where it stuck to my neck from sweat.
Everything seemed lighter, and I opened my eyes, wind avoiding them so I could see while moving at these speeds through the air. I could see the ground, rising up to meet me, but it was still very far away, the avengers tower was so tall.
My mind took me to the scene in Pochahontus, where she was diving over the edge of the waterfall, and I felt just like her in that moment. I smiled to myself and held my arms out by my side like she had, pretending that I too was in the forest, diving towards to river below instead of towards the concrete road that I was heading for. I had turned invisible, thinking that it might save the stress of anyone that might be underneath me. I heard shouting far above me, and froze mid-fall, hovering in midair, and flipped over, looking back up to see Peter leaning far over the edge of the building. The sight made my heart skip in worry, despite my anger towards him. I began to rise quickly to his level, seeing him look over the ledge, and heard Tony Starks voice, clearer now that I was closer.
"Peter, we don't need another idiotic teenager jumping off a hundred story building!" he called and I frowned at the word he used to describe me. He went to pull Peter away from the edge, but before he could even touch the boy, Peter had leant too far forward, and gone out the window. My stomach lurched and I gasped, expecting him to fall, but forgetting he was spiderman. He raced down the building, clearly looking for me. I started moving, to make sure he was going to be okay, but then paused. I was going to check on him, but bitterness filled my heart, and just like he had to my mother, I went straight past. I saw him land on the ground and look around, and scream out for me. But I didnt care. It was his fault my mother was dead, his fault that she wouldn't be there for any of my life, because he had chosen to go after some rich nobody's computers rather than save a life. I was still invisible, he didn't see me fly past, but he must have felt the wind afterwards because he looked in my direction, and whispered my name. I took a shaky breath and tried to ignore the tear sliding down my cheek.

I flew into my apartment and made myself visible again, once I had entered my room. I felt tears drip down my face, but didn't wipe them away.
I rarely thought about the night my mother died, but since Peter came into my life, it had appeared more and more in my dreams, and in his words. I hadnt even realised he was there that night.
I stood up and walked to the book stand beside my bed, where I had pictures up of my life. A framed one of my family from when I was five, my parents wedding, a photo of me and Roxy at homecoming last year, me holding a baby Carrie, and a photo Peter took of him kissing my cheek. I picked it up and looked at it. My face was squished up in fake disgust, How did he never tell me? If I was him I would feel bad every time I saw me, but he acted like nothing happened, and that wasn't fair to me. I dropped the Polaroid onto the floor and looked away, lying on my bed and sighing. everyone I left at the tower was probably confused right now, but I didnt really care about that at the moment. They had seen me jump out the window, probably thought I was dead.
I walked downstairs and saw Carrie sitting on the floor, scribbling away. I sat on the couch and patted the place next to me
"Carrie, want to watch a movie?" I said and she looked up, a huge smile spreading across her face as she jumped up to me, nodding. I said down on the couch and played Cinderella, the original one. It was old but good. I hugged Carrie and tried to ignore tears burning in the back if my eyes. I knew eventually I would feel the pain of heartbreak and betrayal, but I was avoiding it right now, knowing it would hit me full force later.
I deserve it.