Fighting With Webs

Chapter Four

Jasmine groans as her alarm clock started screaming, she felt like utter shit. She stands up, holding her head as she walks to the kitchen, "Aunt Kylie?" She groans, "I don't feel good." She grumbles, sitting at the kitchen island.

"You don't look that great either." Kylie frowns, pressing a hand to her forehead to feel her temperature, "You're not burning up..." She says, "But I'll call you out just to be safe. I'll call your boss too." She says, "Shoot Peter a text that he won't have to pick you up from work tonight." She adds, "So he doesn't go there for no reason."

Jasmine nods, going back to her room, as she pulls her blankets around her, shooting Peter a short and simple text, 'staying home sick today...won't be going to work tonight either' she hit send, the message delivering and quickly being read.

'oh...ok. Thanks for letting me know.' Is all Peter sent back.

Jasmine put her phone on her nightstand, groaning softly at the pain in her head. She pops her head out as there's a knock on her door, "Yeah?" She whines

"It's just me sweetie, I'm headed to work, Peter said he would check on you after school." Kylie says softly, walking over and kissing Jasmine's forehead gently.

"Alright." Jasmine says, nodding.

Kylie leaves shortly after, worried about her niece.

Jasmine curled up on the couch all day, she had a bowl of soup that she had to reheat a few times because she'd let it sit to long.

Peter grabs the spare key to Jasmine's apartment, unlocking the door as he stepped inside. He had promised Kylie he'd check in on her for her.

Jasmine was under a heap of blankets on the couch, only her head visible, asleep. Peter smiled, walking over and lifting her into his arms effortlessly. He carefully carries her to her room, tucking her in under her comforter and other three blankets.

The shoe box that Jasmine had had out the night before was still sat on her window sill, she had been too tired to put it back. Peter frowns, noticing it. Walking over he quietly opens it to see what she had in there. He looks over at the broken girl sadly, knowing it was because of him. Taking the shoe box he puts it in her closet, in a hidden ceiling tile so Kylie and Brandon wouldn't accidentally happen upon it.

After hiding it, Peter walked over to Jasmine again, kicking his shoes off quietly before climbing into the bed with Jasmine, the both of them still fully dressed, as he runs his fingers through her hair, worried about her.

He held her as he looked around her room, it hadn't changed much in the almost ten years she had been here; the walls were a light purple with white trim and her full sized bed was centered against the wall with the window, a hanging hammock chair to the left, in front of where her desk area was. Her uncle had built a lofted area for her with storage in the underneath and her desk and laptop and school supplies were above.

Jasmine woke up, she was in her room when she had been in the living room before. Shaking her head she tries to sit up, "Morning sleeping beauty."

Jasmine shook her head, "Spider-Man? How'd you get in my apart-" She froze, her sentence ending short as the voice belonged to Peter Parker rather than Spider-Man. "Peter....is there's something you're not telling me?" She asks slowly, staring at the brown-haired boy.

"Oh, uh, I don't know what you're talking about." Peter says, biting his lip nervously.

"Are you Spider-Man?" Jasmine asks slowly, her eyes wide as she stares at her best friend.

"Well you see..." Jasmine cut him off, her voice sharp.

"Are. You. Spider-Man?" She asks, her voice firm and sharp.

"Yes." Peter says softly, looking down.

"Oh my god." Jasmine stands up, pacing about in her room, "You fucking asshole!" She yells, slapping him. "How dare you not tell me! You've known me since we were 8! We've been best friends since we were 10!" She tears into him.

"I couldn't! Peter tries to say, "Mr. Stark would have been upset. That's the whole point of a secret identity!" He tries to defend.

Jasmine glares, her eyes portraying one emotion and one emotion only, hurt.

Hey guys, I know this chapter was quite short compared to the other chapters so far, but I have plans for the next few chapters. So hang in there!