STAY

#15 STAY

Chapter 15

Science and Faith

IT'S FIVE P.M, and Peter hasn't come back yet. She knows he's into something, but she didn't know where he is right now. Worried starting to feel her head—especially after she knows that Peter isn't just a 23 year old guy. Gwen insecure. She can't just stay here while he go fight for them.

But mostly, Gwen actually bored as hell. Eight hours without Peter, she done reading three medical books in lab's bookshelf just under the experiment table. Then, because not knowing what else to do, finally Gwen's just sitting around Richard's lab, feeling useless here.

Quiet of this place making her more wanting to get out just for searching something new or even her family. Yet, she doesn't wanna make sure about it before Peter come back.

Just like heard the call, Gwen's eyes suddenly glaring the few medical equiment, serums rack, and spider's tubes. She sighed, got up.

Walking around again, then finally she took one tube of Richards spider. Gwen looking at it, curious. Directly, her other hand searching something in archieve rack. Soon she found it.

As Gwen opened one file, she frowned. "Decay rate algorithm?"

She continued checking that file. The other thing is just there's messy handwriting of Richard, then his photo of another sungglasses man. Gwen sighed, didn't even know what's going on in this file, Richards research, or even this man.

Because she still didn't get everything that connected to her or even Peter, Gwen just closed the file in silence and let it placed on the table. She wanna discuss this file to Peter, soon after he come.

Finally Gwen decided to get out of the train. That's just the best decision, because soon enough Peter came. Not good enough for someone's back from the funeral. And...he got sidetrack. Gwen sighed and stood still because Peter can walking to her although in bit limped walk.

"Hey.."

"Where were you?"

Peter kept walking towards train's door. As he sits, replied, "Sidetracked.. Sorry."

Under the tux, Gwen saw that blue-red spandex costume. According Peter's story about that, she just nod slightly and walked in again, letting Peter lean his head to train's wall. His breathing is fine, but Gwen sure it doesn't with what's inside him.

"How's bad the hit?"

Gwen's frowned as he chuckled, "Just few cuts.."

God, this man.. When she came back to in front of him with medical aid again, Gwen can't help but shook head. "Few cuts aren't 'just'. You could have died."

Peter just smiled weakly, then undo his spidey glove, thrown it to beside him. "But im not."

Gwen hissed. She decided to not care about it too far and just starting to patch him right away by unzip his suit. "Where?"

"Bruises on back, cuts on chest and hands. That's it."

How could he be so relax?? Can't control anymore, Gwen hissed once again and just sit down in front of him. Her eyes turned to not accepted that tone. "That's it?"

Meanwhile, because Peter's guess that Gwen just asked him back, he answered it with nod quietly like a ten year old kid when being asked about how's school.

Gwen gave up. She thrown her hands as surrender to Peter's 'real attitude'. But instead of let him patching himself, Gwen leaned closer. She huffed, starting to patch him with a serious face ever.