Journal Of Gwen Stacy

Page 39; Spiders

Journal entry #39

So uh.. hey.. guess who's back.

Yeah, it's me... Gwen Parker..

Uh I'm currently in a hospital bed, with a sore back and head, and I've got a nasal cannula, since my damn lungs don't wanna wake up. Apparently I was out.. for a month and a half, which is. Way better. Than when I had it before..

If you don't remember.. it was 5 months.. which is a long. Time. For me...

but uh..

Peter is sat beside me in the chair... damn he looks tired, he says he's not. But he's got bloodshot eyes and his hair is a mess, he keeps on winking at me, and teasing me since I can't move..

I mean legit all I wanna do is get up and let him wrap his arms around me. But apparently I'm not allowed to move my back. At all. Until it's fully healed. But when I woke up, it was just Peter, and I felt like I was going to die in an instant. Yes, worse than damn whiplash..

I've gotten that twice now. Am I not allowed to be scared of dying? Or knowing that... Harry.. Osborn is out there. Pete says that he can't do anything bad anymore.. he has a plan and all that so I'm kinda relieved.. but also tired and scared.
The nurse said, that coma patients.. the first thing there bodies pick up on is breathing.. making sure there lungs are working.. and the heart of course..

But when I woke up.. I couldn't breathe.. maybe this is normal.. I don't know.. I hope it isn't bad...
They also said, because I hit my head, it could of damaged the part of my brain that controls the lungs.. but none of us know yet..

But other than that.. I've just been talking to Pete. He keeps on making me laugh but I'm struggling. I'm not going to say anything though.. I don't want to worry him. Anyone..

But the good thing is I'm alive... right?

Oh yeah, earlier Peter went out, to see May or something. And I was here myself.. and I have no damn idea why or how.. but there was a spider, in the corner of the room.
Yeah, I know. I'm basically married to one...but this was different.

Where the hell is Peter when ever I need him?

And what did I marry him for when he wasn't even here to kill a damn spider for me? Right, I love him. And then there's his lovemaking, and his abs.. his big brown doe eyes. And his hands that can like make me feel things that are probably illegal in some parts of the universe.

Oh my god. Shut. Up. Gwen.

Man this is getting personal..

This isn't the time to fantasise about what Pete can Uh.. do to me with his hands...

Moving on..

My brothers came to say hi.. but other than that.. no other visitors..
Wow Gwen Parker obviously has a lot of friends..

But yeah... not even Jacob.. I'm kinda missing the kid..

But uh..
Yeah..
-Gwen

//opEn rp. Also Just remember that I typed this up at 1am... so if there's any errors I'm sorry..