HOW COULD YOU DO THIS? || P.P

S I X T E E N ;

Have you ever loved someone so much you could hardly breathe, yet never realise until it's too late. Peter had left the building, he was nowhere to be found. Some part of you was glad that you didn't have to see Peter coping with what he'd done, yet most of all you wanted to see him, to hold him and comfort him. A gentle breeze woke you from your thoughts, bringing you back to horrible reality.

Everyone around you wore black, this whole environment was just unbearable. A freshly dug grace lay in front of you, right near another. Wanda laid in there, with her brother again. Gone. Tears filled your eyes, a newspaper had found out her cause of death, making it the biggest news they'd ever come across. 'Scarlet witch dead. Spider-Man gone rogue?' Was the just what you'd wanted to see on the front page of the newspaper this morning.

A figure caught your eye, he stood just beyond the tree line, shoulders slumped, even from here you could tell he was crying. He noticed you watching him and turned to go back into the trees. A glimpse of a grey hoodie that was weirdly familiar caught your eye. "Hey! You're Peter's friend, Ned right?"