Her eyes practically glowed like the moon when they finally saw my face behind the mask, "your face," I said barely above a whisper, I ran my thumb lightly over the cut along her soft cheek.
"It's just a scratch," she shook her head, her eyes closing softly as she leaned into my hand.
"This is all my fault," I mumbled. I began to drop my hand from her but she stopped me and held it against her cheek.
"Why didn't you tell me about all of this?" she asked, holding up the mask.
"Exactly for this reason," I sighed, sudden irritation building as I pulled me hand away. I turned around to leave, not knowing what else to do. The images of her in chains because of her association with me replayed in my mind like a plague.
"Peter," my heart started thumping, "Peter I-" darn it, get the words out I thought to myself. I wanted to finally hear her say it.
"I don't know, Soph."
"Then talk to me," she begged me.
"What do you want me to say? That you could have been taken from your family or from me? All because you couldn't stay away from me," I nearly shouted.
She took a step back, "you don't mean that," her eyebrows furrowed.
"You know why he took you right?"
"Yes," she nodded.
"Why?"
"Because he knew I was important to you. You would come find me," she stepped back towards me again.
"You can't be around me because of that exact reason. Why do you think MJ got closer to me?"
Her eye twitched as she realized what I was saying, "you're-you're not really into her?"
"Sophie," I pulled out the envelope and handed it to her.
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Autumn Leaves | p.p.
ספרות חובביםSix year old Sophie moves to Queens after her parents split. On her first day she is entirely mesmerized by the fall colors in the park across the street. When she goes to pick one up, she meets a boy. Peter Parker. Little did she know this boy woul...
