The return of the Amazing Spiderman

Chapter 12

I smile at myself, thinking of the amazing story I have to tell Sid back at home.

I hear someone groan in the near by room, the one where spider man and the metal man were fighting, afraid I ran in to see if someone needed help. Imagine my surprise as I see an injured Peter walking out of that room.

"Peter!" I scream and run towards him. "Oh my. Are you okay? How- What-?" I grab his hand over my shoulder supporting him. He has scars everywhere, and he was bleeding.

"I-" he winced "Was in there when spider man and that thing were fighting. And then a piece of rumble fell over me and knocked me out. I don't know what happened after that."

"Oh god, Peter. C'mon you really need some first aid." I said, dragging him with me. Authorities came barging in, trying to take a look at the after math of the whole situation. On spotting me and Peter they took us out to an ambulance for first aid. I told them I was fine, that I hadn't hit anything on my head, or had a scratch. But they insisted on taking a look. At what, I don't know.

"Jo" I scream in relief at seeing her running towards me, followed by Flash. She engulfs me in a hug which I return.

"Girl, you scared us to shit. They wouldn't let us go in to search for you, they said it was too dangerous." a clearly pissed Jo said.

I nod, telling her ever thing that happened in there, and how the authorities were right about the dangers of going in. "If it wasn't for Spider man I'd be dead by now. Let's just forget all this ever happened okay." I tell them, not wanting to be embarrassed any further.

"C'mon" one of the cops came saying, "We need to take her to the hospital and then get a statement."

"Can we go with her?" Jo asks, to which the cop declined. Apparently until I give them a statement of what happened on the inside I wasn't allowed to speak to anyone.

Peter and I were taken to St. Jhonson's Hospital, by force, I'd like to add.

"Can I go now?" I asked for the umteenth time. The cops had taken my statement, the nurses had done all the tests they had to do on me, and the doctor in front of me had all the reports of me being fine. I groan when no one replies, falling back on to the bed, and accidentally banging my head on the wall behind the bed. I freeze hoping the doctor or the nurse didn't see that, and when I was confident they hadn't I start rubbing the back of my head releasing some pain. I spot Peter through the window, and I blink several times to make sure it's him. My finger points at him, and to the doctor and back at him. The doctor looks up from his file, his eyebrows rising questioningly.

"What is he doing out?" I scream at him, now pointing but my hands at Peter who kept staring at me from the other side of the window.

My mouth drops as the doctor ignores me and goes back to his report. I fold my hands across my chest, my lips pressed in tight line, wit holding from screaming abuses.

"Miss. Kruz?" the doctor asks, "Have you ever been a victim of domestic violence?"

I gulp, "No." I said, trying to sound confident.

"The scars are faint, but I can make them out Kira, and also from what they are made." The doctor takes my hand and traces the faint scar across my upper arm. I pull my arm away from him, "Look I don't know what you are talking about, okay? Now, if there isn't any other test you want to run on me I'd like to leave." The doctor nods in answer.

Without having to be told twice, I pick up my jacket from the end of the bed and dash out.

"You better report this, the cops can help you child." the doctor says as I open the door to leave. This time I ignore him and walk out. Peter is still there waiting for me, but his eyes, they were different. For a second I thought he had heard everything that happened in there. But then I pushed away the thought as just an impossibility. 

I walk up to him, wearing my jacket. "How come they let you out before me?"

"Well.." he trailed off

I narrow my eyes at him, "What did you do that I haven't tried?"

"They just gave me first aid, did some scans and then let me go."

"Then why did they hold me in there for hours, I mean I didn't even get a single scratch. Stupid people." My ranting continued till we were outside the hospital.

"Are you hungry?" I ask Peter, my stomach having elephant wars.

Peter looked down at me, "Yeah." he said, "Yeah, lets go have something."

Peter led me to a restaurant near the bridge, the view was mesmerizing. It was almost dark now, and the bridge was fully lit with bright lights. Tiny specs of lights reflected on the surface of water, creating trails of colour against the dark background of black water.

"Wow, this place is actually.." I say taking a seat opposite to him "Nice." It was an open restaurant, and cool breeze was blowing. I kind of liked the open sky and all those shimmering lights that they hung on the trees around us. The clear sky above us gave the perfect view of the stars.

"How did you ever find this place?" I ask Peter.

"Um-"Peter started, his eyes turning sad. "Gwen and I used to come here."

His face became distant as memories of Gwen flooded him. I felt a pang of sadness in my heart for him.

"You loved her a lot, didn't you?"

"Yeah. More than anything." his voice became coarse in the end, and I knew our conversation was heading to a dangerous direction. I just smiled at him, not knowing what to say. I looked up at the sky and sent a prayer for him. I prayed to god to take away his pain, to help him. Just then I saw a shooting star fly across the sky above us.

"Peter!" I scream pointing at it, desperate to make him see it before it disappears, "Look!" He looked just in time

"What's so special about a shooting star" he asks me, nonchalantly.

"It being rare is what makes it so special. Now shush, and just make a wish!" I tell him. He gives me a puzzled look, but does it anyways. I have no idea what he wished for, but I wished for his wish to come true. I know it was very cliche of me, but I don't have anything to wish for right now and plus he needs it more than I do.

"What did you wish for?" Peter asks me curiously.

"Shh.. You shouldn't tell your wish to anyone, or else it won't come true."

Peter bursts out laughing, "How do you come up with all this stuff?"

"Well, I believe in it since I was a kid. I also believe people who die become stars. Although I know this one is false, but it somehow fills my heart with hope. A hope that they are watching over you, that they are still hear listening to all our rants." I smile as I remember talking to my grandmother, she is the brightest star in the sky you see. "I get to talk to me grandmother that way" I said, finishing in a whisper looking at my hands in my lap. I look up at Peter to see him amused. Leaning back into his chair, he looks up at the sky, and then the next two words from his mouth shocks me.

"Hi Gwen" he said, searching for his Gwen up there. I smile, the thought that someone can love someone with so much passion makes my heart swell. We ate food and then decided to walk back home. The pleasant weather making me feel so happy, I couldn't stop smiling.