When creatures that attack sound invade Queens Peter Parker has to find a way to protect himself, and the girl he's loved since grade school.
"Please Just Let Me Hold You." Based off the movies "In The Silence." and "A quiet Place."
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Wait right here I'll be back in the mornin' ••• I know that I'm not that important to you But to me, girl, you're so much more than gorgeous So much more than perfect. •••
30 minutes had passed 30 protracted minutes.
y/n was exceedingly anxious.
Every contemplation of Peter being an eerie, psycho stalker had entirely disintegrated from her mind.
'He just risked his life for me!' She pondered.
'WHY THE HELL WOULD HE DO THAT?!'
Only God knew how bad she wished to shout. She was so frustrated. It astonished her how an ordinary day at school turned into an apocalyptic catastrophe.
She sat on the couch in her family room with a gun placed between both of her hands.
It wouldn't do her any good, she knew that, but it made up for Peter's absence, it made her feel protected.
She thought of all of the things her aunt taught her. Her apartment was a fully equipped death trap, she had enough supplies to blow up the entire building and then some.
She didn't know what to do, she didn't even know if her knowledge was useful anymore, she thought about going out to look for Peter. But instead, she sat in the dark, her body cold and hands shaky.
'He's okay, he's okay, he's okay.' She told herself.
y/n could only imagine how insane she looked sitting in a dark living room, rocking back and forth with a gun in her grip.
No matter how hard she tried to calm down she couldn't. Her heart began to race, the room got darker, she felt like she'd been thrown into a dark hole full of nothing but misery and disappointment.
Her eyes began to sting, her hot teardrops sizzling her cold cheeks. Her sobs were quiet, but in her mind, she was screaming like she'd been trapped at the bottom of the ocean.
She felt so alone.
When she felt two warm hands against her arms she flinched at the feeling.
But began to relax when she realized: 'Nobody on Earth has a touch like Peters.'
She didn't hear or see him come in. Her eyes focused on the boy before her, he was there, he was okay.
She grabbed his hand and dragged him to a room located on the far end of the house.
She immediately shut the door behind her leaving them to stand in the poorly illuminated room.
It didn't take Peter long to realize they were in a panic room.
His eyes examined the sponge-like material covering the room top to bottom.
He was amazed a sense of comfort washed over him, but a sudden force pushing into his chest brought him out of his daze.
y/n had wrapped her arms around his neck Peter felt her warm tears hit his skin.
He hesitated to hug her back, but slowly brought his arms to secure themselves around her body. Peter had only dreamed of the day he got to hold her in his arms.
He just wished it'd been under better circumstances.
