The wind calmed me down. I took a train and went back out to the city. I had put back on the comfort of my suit and laid on top of a building, listening to the sirens below. My suit was torn here and there.I had to fix it.
I honestly think that it was about time I spoke to my Aunt about this. I didn't know how much longer I could keep in that I knew about my family.
Things wouldn't have been the same.
I wanted to go to Peter right after I had ran out of the house but decided not to.
We lost someone.
We lost Geroge Stacy.
It hurt.
It sucked that I couldn't tell him the truth. I thought that after all this, I could talk to him and come to a compromise. Maybe we could even work with the police. And Gwen-
God Gwen.
What were we supposed to say?
There was still too much to worry about even though we just defeated the Lizard.
What the heck am I supposed to do...
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It was around 4 am when I decided to swing back to the house. All the lights were out. I slipped into my room, dropping my backpack, and plopping on the bed with a loud groan. My body was sore all over and at the moment, a shower sounded pretty nice but of course...I no longer had the energy for that.
My body was finally shutting down....finally...
Before I drifted off, my hands curled, gripping the sheets from my bed. I held them tight.
I want to hold someone...
Someone to hold me...
Hold me...
Someone-
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A few days later the funeral for Mr.Stacy was being held. Here I stood in front of the mirror. Staring at my black flats and simple black dress that went past my knees. I finished running the comb down my locks and placed the comb down.
That's when I realized my hands were shaking...again.
I took deep breaths. Over and over again.
I-
I was scared.
I- I can't show up. I can't face Gwen now. I haven't talked to her for the past days and I'm suddenly showing up to her father's funeral who I happened to been there when he died. Not only that I am going to be surrounded by his family and police officers that have been hunting me down?
Letting out a growl of frustration I kicked my desk chair. However, it ended up clashing loudly against my wall. I cringed at my strength and how hard I had kicked it.
My bad...
"Lilian?" I heard from the stairway.
I froze.
"What happened? Are-"
"I'm fine!" I answered her before she could get any closer to my door.
I stayed silent until I finally heard her footsteps go back down.
Not now. I could NOT talk to her right now.
I grumbled and fell back on my bed. The only thing that happens to be my friend for the past days. I closed my eyes and went back into my head.
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FanfictionWhat if this whole time Peter Parker had a secret sister, separated at a young age. This whole time she had spider powers but she never showed them. This is the adventure of Lilian and Peter Parker becoming the heroes of New York City!!