It had hurt him, too.
How could it have not? He had loved her more than himself. If she had asked him to lay down his life for her, he would have done it without a second thought. If she had had asked him to give up Stark industries, he would have for her. He would have pulled the ground and sky together for her.
But the one thing he couldn't do was forgive her.
And he could barely live with himself because of it. He was angry with himself for not being able to forgive her. After having spent almost every waking moment with her for a year, without her, everything seemed pointless.
The weather didn't matter, the robots didn't matter, and the day bled into nightfall. Everything was a dull, endless prison.
He missed teasing her, watching her nose wrinkle every time he made that stupid Stark genes joke. Or the nights when she gave him company so he could sleep. How her eyes lit up at the sight of chocolate.
Every corner of the penthouse reminded him of her. From the late-night movie marathons to early morning rushes. Her room that he had purposely avoided. He pretended that she was still in her room because if he saw how empty it was, he didn't think he could take it.
I'll always find you, he had told her.
But now he had lost her forever.
And he had gotten kind of used to being someone she loved.
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From The Dark | Peter Parker x OC ✔️
Fanfiction"...I've always wanted a strange teenager to show up at my doorstep, half dead. I - what's your name again, kid?" "Adelaide," she answered, feeling a little fazed. "Uh, yeah, no. Too long. Can I call you Adie? I'm gonna call you Adie." ...
