Camella
Three weeks.
That's how long it took until I spoke to Peter again. And it wasn't even as himself, it was while we were on patrol together.
After school started again, I began focusing on my powers, mainly training myself to be able to endure more, because it was only a matter of time before Tony sent me on a big mission.
I insisted on being let out alone on my runs, partly because I needed to get more independent, but mostly because it was too awkward with Peter.
I still wasn't sure how I felt about what he said. I must seem like the biggest hypocrite ever, but why would he not tell me that he was Spider-Man? He knew that I was Ultra Violet, so he should've known that I can take care of myself.
It was even worse at school. We basically had every class together, so when he tried his hardest to avoid me even then, I knew he really didn't want to talk to me.
MJ was always kind of distant, but I was still able to talk to her normally, though she did notice the tension between Peter and I. Talking with Ned was more of a challenge, however, because we somehow found a way to lead the conversation back to Peter.
The only person that acted normal around me was Liam. Yeah, I know our encounters didn't end up going very well, but he was a nice guy. He never liked Peter much, so he seemed happy that when I hung out with him Peter wasn't there, or brought up while we talked. He did seem to notice that I was slightly distraught, so he never tried to make a move on me, which I respected. Plus, I was still kind of hung up on the whole "love of my life" thing.
Aside from all the drama, I started noticing something weird while out doing patrol. The same kind of guys at the carnival kept showing up, wearing all black and none of their faces being in Callisto's database. But the strange part was that they never tried doing anything too big. Small robberies, causing havoc, and they always seemed to be waiting for me until they started getting really aggressive.
I had told Tony about what that other guy said to me that night, "the boss wants you dead". He had no idea who he might've been talking about; there hadn't been any big bad villains in a few months. He told me to write all of these occurances in a log, for future reference. Tony had been stressed out lately, and this was only stressing him further, so I tried not to bother him too much about it.
My father had been hanging around more, as well. Of course he had, because it's not like I didn't already have enough going on in my life. Just the other day, I saw him wandering around the lab. It made me slightly suspicious, considering I didn't know that much about him still, but I shook that feeling off because why else would he be here? As far as I knew, he had no business with Tony Stark or any of the other Avengers.
Through all of this, I just couldn't help but wish my mom was here. She'd know exactly what to say to me right now. She was like my own personal advice giver, tailored to fit my problems. But there was one thing I was absolutely sure of, and it was that if Mom were here right now, she'd tell me to follow my instincts. She'd say that everyone is so caught up with doing what they want or what other people want them to do, that they forget to think about what's right for them.
What I want is to go over to Peter, knock on his door and desperately plead for him to forgive me, for whatever I did wrong. But inside, and my instincts don't even have to tell me this, I know that we were both wrong. I shouldn't have to beg for something that we both should be apologizing for. It's something that I should probably stop doing, taking all the blame even when I know that someone else is at fault.
Looks like the time has come for me to be my own advice giver. God knows what kind of advice I'll be giving myself in the future, but I trust that my instincts will give me a sense of what I need to do...hopefully.
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hellooooo. i'm back. last night i was thinking about this book a lot, and i just really wanted to update it. also i was kind of emotional because i was reading twilight, so that might have something to do with it.
{edited 5/11/20}
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