The Void

Chapter 33 - My Idiot

(Your POV):
I remained in hiding the next day, exhausted from the lack of sleep I had managed to obtain and not ready to face my parents, who undoubtably knew by now the fate of Norman Osborn. There were already videos online of Peter and I fighting him, but thankfully taken from the street so that you couldn't make out either Peter or Osborn's features. Not that I wanted to protect him, but I knew that his dying wish had been to spare his son from discovering the monster he had become.

I still did not know how Osborn had become the Green Goblin. I could only presume that he had taken something either he or his labs had created, most likely still in the testing phase. But why was he the one that had tested it when they had their own personal little lab rat in me? Perhaps his scientists had told him that they were not ready to conduct human experiments yet and that had angered him to the point where he elected to just do it himself off of the books. But I still didn't understand why, and I doubted that I ever would. What mattered was that that threat was now eliminated.

It certainly did not come without consequence, however. And I didn't know what was going to become of my life. I wanted to return to school, to see Peter again at least once and maybe give him my goodbyes. It felt wrong to just leave him without any sort of explanation, even if it was just one that I made up to protect the truth.

So I returned to school the first day of classes after our break, all the while wondering if I was doing the right thing. But I needed to talk to Peter, to make sure that he was not angry at me for ditching the party, although I wasn't even sure if he ended up going back after the whole Goblin fiasco.

It wasn't even our first class before we had this conversation, Peter tracking me down at my locker. He seemed as nervous as I felt, running the back of his neck to try to calm himself down, "h-hey."

"Hey, Peter," I smiled in response, hating the tension between us.

"I-I just wanted to apologize. I didn't mean to leave you alone at that party, I just got really scared when I saw the Goblin on screen, May had told me that she was going to watch the ball drop in Times Square so I kind of panicked. I-I just wanted to make sure that she was alright and it made me push you to the side, which it by no means should have. I was going to apologize to you earlier, but the party was over by the time I got back and you didn't answer any of my texts, which I don't blame you for, of course. I-I just, I'm so sorry, (Y/N), I didn't mean to hurt you."

"Peter, I wasn't angry at you, I promise. I'm a little annoyed that you saw danger and went towards it, but I probably would have done the same if it were my family in Times Square so I guess I can't really get angry at you for that. I should be the one apologizing, Peter. I lost my phone, which is why I couldn't respond. Oh god, I'm so sorry, I should've come by your apartment or something. I was hoping that you wouldn't freak out too much and I could just explain today."

Peter's face fell into a look of relief as he gave me a smile, "no, no don't worry about it, (Y/N). I'm just relieved that you're not yelling at me right now."

"Of course I'm not," I gave him a small smile as I placed my hand in his. His eyes fluttered down to my lips, the glance causing my heart to leap out of my chest; I wanted nothing more than to feel his lips on mine. God, I was so desperate for our first kiss, but I was too afraid to do anything about it.

The moment was broken by the piercing ball ringing out throughout the hallways, yelling at us to get to class. Hiding my disappointment, Peter and I made our way to our math class, my hand still in his. I noticed Peter glance down at our intertwined fingers, a smile spreading across his face. I gave his hand a light squeeze and moved in closer to him, outwardly expressing how happy I was.

The happiness faded when I walked into the classroom and saw the desks arranged in test formation. I had forgotten about the test I was supposed to study for the day before and suddenly agreed with everyone else in the class that having an assessment the day we returned from break was unnecessarily cruel.

Peter and I finally let go of one another as we took seats next to each other, neither one of us looking forward to this exam. As soon as the bell signaling the start of class rang out, our teacher was already handing out the tests, wasting no time to let us last minute study.

Thankfully, I understood most of what was on the test and miraculously all of the information had not left my brain during the small vacation we had had. The only reason why I struggled on some questions was due to the fact that Peter was next to me, tapping his pencil against his desk. The nervous tic still annoyed me to this day, even if the boy had become more bearable, to say the least. I glanced over at him, my eyes drawn by the noise and he mouth an apology before stopping his tapping.

I turned back to my own test before our teacher could yell at me for trying to cheat. The concentration was broken again when I heard Peter shift suddenly in his seat and not even a second later gunshots sounded throughout the hallways. The class froze in panic, except for Peter who used the sound as a distraction to slip out of the classroom.

"At this time we will be conducting a lock down. Please remain calm while we-" the woman's voice over the intercom suddenly broke off as a bullet cut off the announcement.

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god," I heard one of the kids in my class beginning to panic. The teacher began to usher people to the corner of the room, while I used that as a distraction to leap up from my seat and followed Peter out of the door. There was no way I was going to let my idiot go out into gunfire alone.

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(A/N): Why am I so bad at creating titles? It is literally the hardest thing for me when writing and now I have to come up with one for the sequel rip. Anyway, I hope that you enjoyed this chapter and for you and Peter to go back out into battle!