Love Space Between Us (Gwen Stacy and Peter Parker Fanfic Love Story)

Chapter 8 Miles Morales Bond with The Two

Miles Morales: Hey guys I'm here
Gwen Stacy: Oh hey Miles so glad your here
Miles Morales: Oh hey Gwen I am so miss you when you go and leave our place I was so sad
Peter Parker: Hey wanna play some instrument and jam with us
Miles Morales: Oh sure I would be a vocalist I'm gonna sing our top song the Just The Way You Are and Gwen Stacy will be the piano
Peter Parker: Hey do you remember the chords
Gwen Stacy: Sure I remember this was our own theme song in our friendship
Peter Parker: Ok so let's play it together
Miles Morales: Great idea Peter

Gwen Stacy: Now let's play truth or dare if you don't say the truth you get pinch on your ear ok now let's start in a bowl you will pick one name
Peter Parker: Hah I pick Miles Morales ok Miles truth or dare
Miles Morales: Dare
Peter Parker: Ok jump 10 times on the trampoline with falling
Miles Morales: Alright alright 1....2....3....4....5....6....7....8....9....10 ok that should do it
Gwen Stacy: Ok Miles pick one
Miles Morales: Ok Gwen truth or dare
Gwen Stacy: Truth
Miles Morales: Is Peter Parker your boyfriend
Gwen Stacy: Well so I will just gonna say the truth yeah his my boyfriend
Gwen Stacy: Ok I'm gonna pick one so Peter my man truth or dare
Peter Parker: Ok truth
Gwen Stacy: If you were chosen to pick one girl in history should you pick Me or Liz
Peter Parker: Well that's a hard question and choose my girl Gwen Stacy
Gwen Stacy: Well really
Peter Parker: Yeah
Peter Parker: Ok telling scary stories who will be the first
Gwen Stacy: Me first Peter

Knock Knock is a scary story about a young boy and his sister who are left home alone when their parents go out for the night. It is based on an urban legend.
As their mother was leaving, she they told her children not to open the door under any circumstances.
“If anyone knocks, don’t answer it,” she told them.
But the boy and his sister didn’t pay attention to their mother’s warning. They thought she was being too careful. They figured they could take care of themselves in any situation.
About an hour after the parents left, the kids heard a “knock, knock, knock” on the front door. They decided to ignore it, but again, they heard “knock, knock, knock”. It happened again and again and it grew louder each time.
Eventually, the girl couldn’t stand it anymore and she told her brother she was going to answer the door. When the boy reminded her of their mother’s warning, the girl just wouldn’t listen.
Again, they heard the “knock, knock, knock” on the door. Finally the sister went downstairs. Her brother lay on the sofa watching TV. He heard his sister’s footsteps walking down the stairs. He heard her asking loudly “Who is it?”. He heard her open the lock on the front door.
Then he heard only silence. He lay there for a while, listening for any noise, but heard nothing. Eventually, he started getting scared. His sister still hadn’t returned. He was afraid to call out to his sister, so he sneaked out the back door and made his way to their neighbor’s house.
When he went into their house, his neighbor was watching the local news channel on TV. The news anchor on TV was talking about a murder. Then they showed a reporter live at the scene of the murder.
The neighbor said to the boy, “Hey that looks like your house”.
The boy was shaking with fear. “That is my house”, he said. “And that’s my front door”.

Miles Morales: Huh we don't get it and your story doesn't look scary
Peter Parker: Ok I have a story about the antique doll get ready cause it will scare you from the top to the bone
The Antique Doll is a scary story about a young girl who receives a strange gift on her birthday.
On the morning of her birthday, Lucy’s mother woke her up and told her a package had arrived in the mail and it was addressed to her.
The girl hurriedly unwrapped the gift and was horrified at what she found inside. It was the most disgusting old doll she had ever seen. It was completely bald and it’s skin was cracked and caked in dirt. The worst thing of all was it’s teeth. They were long, pointy, sharp and beastly. They looked like an animal’s fangs.
With a shiver, she took the doll and threw it in a corner. Her mother scolded her, telling her that someone had gone to a lot of trouble to send her this antique doll. Her mother told her she had better appreciate it.
Lucy tried to protest but her mother would not listen. She forced the young girl to keep the doll. So, to put her mind at rest Lucy stuffed the antique doll into the little cupboard under the stairs, behind a pile of shoes where she wouldn’t have to look at the ugly, evil little thing.
It was not until a few nights later, when Lucy was lying in bed that she heard a noise…a shuffling sound, which went on for about five minutes. Then, a brief dragging noise and finally, a scuttling like light footsteps walking very fast.
By now Lucy was shaking in her bed with fear, unable to move. Then, she thought she heard a faint raspy voice whispering quietly from downstairs. Lucy always slept with the door open and the landing light on, as she was a little scared of the dark.
She heard the voice say “Lucy, I’m on the first step”…And then loud scrabbling again as whatever was speaking apparently turned tail and returned to it’s place of hiding.
Lucy was so scared that she didn’t sleep a wink that night but laid in fear until the break of dawn, when her mother got her up for school
Lucy tried to explain to her mother what had happened the night before, but was so tired that, when her mother passed it off as “just a dream” she began to believe it might be the case.
Of course it wasn’t. Lucy begged her parents to let her throw the antique doll in the garbage, but they insisted that it was a present and she had to keep it. So Lucy reluctantly went back to bed, telling herself that it had only been a dream. She checked the cupboard under the stairs, but the doll was exactly where Lucy had left her.
That night, Lucy fought sleep but she eventually drifted off even though she had fought sleep. Presently, the deep disembodied voice woke Lucy again. She wondered if she could only hear it in her head.
“Luuuuccccyyyy! I’m on the fourth step…”, it said. Then came to scuffling noise and the voice didn’t reoccur that night. Lucy was crying by now, and again she didn’t sleep that night. At school, Lucy told her friends about the doll, and of course they laughed at her. Lucy could only think that if the doll was climbing four steps at a time then there was only one more night to go.
That night Lucy decided to shut her bedroom door. When her mother turned her light out she asked why Lucy was no longer scared of the dark. Lucy replied that she was and could she leave her light on instead of the hall light? But her mother pointed out that her bedroom light was so bright it would keep her awake, and said no.
Therefore Lucy agreed to just sleep without a light. She opened the bedroom curtains instead to light the room a little anyway. Just as she began to doze, she heard the noise.
And then the voice came, very clear this time. “Luuuuccccyyyy! I’m on the top step…”
In the darkness of her bedroom, Lucy heard a click and trembled with fear. She wasn’t sure, but she thought she could see her bedroom door opening very, very slowly.
The next morning, Lucy’s parents found her body at the bottom of the stairs. They guessed that she had been on her way to the toilet during the night and in the darkness, had slipped and fallen down the stairs, breaking her neck.
The antique doll was found
Gwen Stacy: Oh my god Peter how scary
Miles Morales: Boo
Gwen Stacy: Ah.... Miles don't scare me like that
Miles Morales: Get ready cause I'm gonna scare you real good this is about the earwig
Gwen Stacy: Ew..... Yuck an earwig
Miles Morales: Ok here we go
The Earwig is a scary story about a man who puts a creepy crawly in another man’s ear. It is based on an old episode of the TV series Night Gallery, which in turn is based on an old horror story by Oscar Cook called “Boomerang”.
Many years ago, in Borneo, there was an English man named Clifford Macy who was young, handsome and very vain. He fancied himself as God’s gift to women and often boasted about his success.
Macy was part owner of a tobacco plantation and his friend and business partner was another English man by the name of Leopold Warwick. Despite being old and fat, Warwick had a wife who was very young and very beautiful and she was the envy of every man who set eyes on her.
The three of them lived together in a big house on the plantation. Macy slept in the first bedroom, while Warwick and his wife slept in the second.
It was rainy season and there was precious little to do. Macy was bored and he could find nothing that would keep him entertained. As time went on, he developed a passion for Warwick’s wife and began to wish that he could have her for himself.
He tried flirting with her, but she wouldn’t have anything to do with him. One evening, when her husband was away, Macy made a pass at her, but she slapped his face.
However, Macy was the kind of man who didn’t take no for an answer. Every time she rebuffed him, he became more and more obsessed with her until he was determined to have her at any cost.
Although his heart was burning with a white hot passion, Macy had a devilish and cunning mind. He soon came up with a way to get Warwick out of the........
In Borneo, there is a type of earwig that lives on waxy secretions. It has a special liking for the human ear. It’s so small and light that it could be crawling on your face and you’d barely even feel it. If it gets into a man’s ear, it creeps down the canal, unable to turn around, feeding as it goes and causing weeks of hellish torment until… well, I’m sure you can use your imagination.
Macy paid two native men a large sum of money and instructed them to creep into Warwick’s bedroom in the middle of the night and place an earwig on his pillow. He went to sleep that night with a smile on his face and dreamed about the horrible fate that was about to befall his friend.
The next morning, when Macy came down to breakfast, Warwick seemed bright and cheerful. He watched the old man closely, looking for any signs of discomfort.
Just then, Macy felt a strange tickling sensation in his own ear. When he poked his finger into his ear, he discovered that he was bleeding. Jumping up from the table with a look of horror on his face, he shrieked, “The damn thing is in my ear!”
It appeared that the men he paid had made a terrible mistake and during the night they had gone into the wrong room and placed the earwig in the wrong man’s ear.
That was the beginning of weeks of unimaginable pain and agony. There was nothing the doctor could do for him. He lay in his room, tied to the bed with his wrists lashed to the headboard to prevent him tearing his ears off.
Day and night, he writhed and screamed as the earwig crept and crawled and twisted through his head, slowly driving him insane. Occasionally, when the earwig was resting, Macy would get a break from his torment, but when it woke up, he would scream and scream and scream.
The pain was so unbearable that being flayed alive, burned at the stake, put on the rack or even hanged by the neck would have been an act of mercy. Every time the doctor came to see him, Macy begged him to put him out off his misery.
Then something very unexpected happened. Miraculously, the earwig crawled out his other ear. Macy had come close to the brink off death, but he had survived the torment.
When he was well enough to talk, the doctor came in to see him.
“I suppose they’re going to call the police and have me arrested now,” said Macy.
“No,” said the doctor. “They’re not calling the police.”
“Why not?” Macy demanded. “I suppose they're trying to avoid a scandal.”
“No, they’re taking pity on you. They know about your condition…”
“What do you mean?”
“You see, the earwig was a female,” said the doctor, “and it laid eggs…”

Peter Parker: Ok let's get into sleep and tomorrow we will bond again tomorrow
Gwen Stacy: Hey Peter how long is Aunt May there
Peter Parker: Probably tomorrow she will be here
Miles Morales: By the way what is the work of Aunt May Peter
Peter Parker: I don't know where she work and I only knew that Aunt May is working for Phil Coulson as his executive assistant of his Shield Alliance Competencies
Miles Morales: So Aunt May is an agent of shield
Peter Parker: I don't know Miles but I hope she is now an agent of shield