Peter Parker and Meredith Stacy (A Spider Man Story)

Prologue

I look once more to the boy I love and he looks up at me, kneeling on his knees and struggling to get back up. I look down at him from above, sitting on top of the Ferris wheel with no chair and nothing to hold onto but the bars. My lips form his name, but nothing came out. It was barely a whisper. He had looked as if so close to dying, my face crunched from the amount of tears that dried up my cheeks. The fight I just saw him go through had been more painful to watch than the cut in the side of my waist. He had always reassured me that he didn't feel pain as much as I thought he did, but that didn't do anything to stop me from worrying. His mask is off and I can see his face, the face of Peter Parker. I picture him with those nerdy glasses he used to wear, and despite the pain coming from my wound; I smile. Clutching onto the side of my hip where a deep gash slashes into my skin, I watch Peter as he fights the urge to pass out and begin to stand. I shake my head at him but he still struggles to get to me. His dark chestnut hair is sticking up in every direction in a gravity defying mess; the hair that I love to run my fingers through is the color that matched the brown in his eyes. Two, three shoots of his webs, and grabbing hold of the bars; he pulls himself up and starts climbing the Ferris wheel. I cringe every time he looses his balance and nearly falls, leaving blood handprints on the white bars from his ripped Spider-Man gloves. Crap. I just wish I could fly down, watching him climb to get me, in the condition he's in, is utterly unbearable.

"Mere!" he shouts to me. "You're gonna have to jump!" Oh, god. Oh, god. He knows how I'm not good at the height stuff. "Can you do that for me?" his voice is strong, and showing no signs of weakness. It could just be a mask to reassure me he's fine, but I nod anyway. Closing my eyes and gathering all the stupid bravery I have left, I push myself off into the air and watch as Peter jumps, too. With his hands out, he wraps his arms around me and cocoons me into his arms. Spinning twice, three times, we land.

With his back to the ground, and me unharmed.