Our Little Secret ✔️

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Michelle
"You kids are still mad at each other, it's been like what? 4 days..." Tony said as he walked in and saw that Peter was on the opposite side of the room.
"Isn't there any other way to do this?" Peter asked Tony.
"Look kid, I know you're use to helping people and being a hero, but even we need to let others help us sometimes. I get it, you don't want to be a part of this. Fine. But we're going through with it. Don't try to change our minds now" Tony said patting him on the back.
"But if you guys do this, you'll be just as bad as them and what's the point?" Peter said turning around to face Tony while I sat on a chair.
"Sometimes you gotta fight evil with evil if you wanna win Parker" I spoke up while facing my chair towards him.
"Then we will be no better then them. I refuse to believe there is no other way" he said to me.
"There isn't! It's either Gwen or Spider-Man Peter! You choose!" I said desperately.
"What good is being Spider-Man if I have to stoop so low to keep it. I promised myself that I will wear this mask to help others, to help people that needed it, and I can't wear it knowing that by doing so I'd be ruining someone's life. I'm not a hero, wearing this suit doesn't make me one. These super powers I have aren't my strengths. You know what is? It's my willingness to see the good in others even when they don't see it themselves. Even when the world seems so screwed up to fix, I need to hope that there is some shattered pieces that I can save, because if I don't see that glimmer of light among all that darkness, then I'd have to believe that all the good I've ever done is worthless and that there is no humanity left inside each and every one of us to save. That...That's what makes me put on that mask everyday. Because I still see hope in every street of New York and I'd like to believe that there is hope for the rest of the world too" he stated his eyes were glossy and jaw clenched.
The room was silent for a few minutes.
"Fine Peter. Do whatever you gotta do with Gwen. Save her. Be the hero of hope or whatever it is that Spider-Man does. But know that the world isn't black and white. It's not just good and evil. People can be good and still do bad things just like people can be evil and do good things. You're right. No one is perfect and you can try and save her. You're right, we don't know why she did the things she did. But remember that not everyone wants a hero, if they don't think there's anything that they need to be saved from" I said looking at him.
"I know but I gotta try" he whispered.
"I know you do. You're Peter Parker. That's what you do" I said.
"Alright. Listen up you two! Your  teary speeches were great, really tugged at my heart for a solid minute. I give that.But I'm Tony Stark. Some may even call me a genius. And I've been in this business longer then you guys have been in diapers, so we are going to do things MY way. We're not harming the young witched-bitch. We're going to get her confession and also keep her from throwing you under the bus. So just keep all this 'hero/ hope for the world' spirit for your older years, you'll need it. Okay. Got it? Yep." Tony said placing his arm around Peter.
"Okay well don't just stare at me like I just crushed your dreams. Let get this show on the road. I have a reservation with Ms.Potts at 8 and I am not planning on missing it. Let's go!" Tony said as I snap out of my daze.
Yeah well that's Tony Stark.
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Hey guys! I know it's a short chapter but I've been so busy/overwhelmed with school work that I have found it hard to even find inspiration to write a chapter. There is a lot going on with college that I'm trying to keep up with, so it's hard to focus my attention on remembering to write weekly. I'm going through some slight 'writers block'. So please bare with me, it will take me a while to find motivation to keep my ideas for this book going. I'll try to keep writing continuously but if I don't. You now understand why. Obviously writing is not my main priority because I have a life and a bachelorette degree I'm trying to complete. So please be understanding. Trying to get a degree and keep up with writing can be overwhelming and if I'm worried about writing 8-10 pages essays, studying for exams, reading 3 book a week for a single class, working 10 hours a week etc, I'll probably won't feel inspired to write or even think about it at all.
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Bree