Super Human? •PETER PARKER 2•

Chapter 18

I open my eyes and shift a bit. I look up and realize Peter is gone and my computer is off. I sit up and see I'm still in my bed the same way we were laying and my neck hurts, as well as a phantom pain in my wrist. Im wondering when Peter left? I run my hand through my hair and then hear Felicia laugh outside my door. I furrow my eyebrows, opening my door and to my surprise Peter is sitting at our breakfast bar with Felicia. "Stella!" Felicia says. "You forgot to mention that Peter was coming over this morning," she says. I glance at Peter who is drinking a coffee from Starbucks and I see another cup near him.

"I didn't know," I say still a bit confused. Felicia grabs the other cup that's near Peter's and takes a drink.

"He was just telling me he went to Starbucks and they gave him two coffees instead of one so he gave it to me. Isn't that sweet?" Felicia explains. I nod and glance at him again. "It's actually a hot chocolate with extra marshmallows. Your favorite," she adds.

"Wow that is weird," I say sitting on the couch and checking my phone which has one message, from Peter.

"Be back in a Minute. I promise I'm not leaving you without a goodbye. -SM"

I glance back up at Peter who is listening to Felicia tells a story from her childhood. "My dad actually wasn't around much he was in a lot of business ventures and left my mom when I was young. That's why I took her last name."

"Hardy is your mom's last name?" Peter asks. Felicia nods. "What's your dad's last name? Is he still around?"

"Actually I don't know. I've only ever known Hardy," Felicia explains taking a drink. I scroll on my phone and my wrist starts to hurt a bit. I probably slept on it wrong and since it got hurt it really still never recovered. I rub my wrist a bit and I look over and see Peter is rubbing his wrist too. I furrow my eyebrows. "Well I better get to bed. Had a long night," Felicia says. That's when I realize she's in a black club dress. I watch her down her cup of hot cocoa and then walk, hips swaying, to the bathroom. "See you later Peter, I hope," she says shutting the bathroom door. I get up off the couch and walk over to the breakfast bar and throw away the empty cup Felicia left.

"I'm sorry, she was here when I got back and that was supposed to be for you, but I didn't want her to know I slept over and-

"Peter," I say with a whisper tone to my voice. "It's fine. I don't care. We are friends. I'm just sorry I fell asleep during the movie," I say. He shrugs.

"Just means we can try again," he says. He moves his body so his arms are crossed in front of him on the counter and he's putting his weight on them. It makes his muscles more prominent since his zip up is on the back of the chair. I catch myself staring and make sure to not seem obvious. I smile a bit and get a mug out of the cabinet to make my own cocoa. I look over at Peter again as I start my Keurig. His hair is a bit messy and he looks tired.

"What are you up to today?" I ask him. He shrugs and looks over at the bathroom where Felicia is taking a shower.

"Depends on her plans I guess." I don't stop looking at him as he takes another drink finishing his coffee and gets up to throw it away. I move over a bit so he can get to the trash and grab my mug from the Keurig. We are close again. I look up at him since he's a little taller than me. He looks down at me biting his lip a bit.

"I have class in 20 minutes," I say. He clears his throat and backs up a bit as I take a drink. He nods and goes to the living room to grab his backpack.

"Yeah I have class too. I should probably get going," Peter says pulling his back over his shoulder. Felicia comes out of the bathroom in sweats and a black tank top. Her hair is up in a messy bun.

"Peter you're still here?" Felicia asks.

"I was just leaving actually," Peter says fixing his bag.

"Oh, well, Uh," she walks towards him and hands him a piece of paper batting her eyes. "Maybe you should call me sometime," she says with a sly smirk. I furrow my eyebrows and start to feel hot as I put a notebook in my bag. Peter takes the paper and smiles a little looking back at her.

"For emergencies?" He asks. I let out a small breath to laugh but keep it in as I look back up at the interaction. Felicia loses her smile and looks down but comes back with her sultry eyes.

"Sure, emergencies," she says touching his arm lightly. He half smiles as she drops her arm. He clears his throat and looks up at me.

"Stella, I'll message you," he says going for the door as I nod. He leaves and I look over at Felicia. She turns to me with a smirk on her face.

"What are you smirking for?" I ask her. She shrugs walking over to me.

"He's a real cutie ain't he?" She asks me. I roll my eyes a bit. I realize I haven't gotten dressed yet and head to my room and quickly change out of my half ass pajamas. She follows behind me. "Stella I-

"Can you go like a year with trying to fuck everyone I know please?" I ask her quickly. She raises her eyebrows as I change my top.

"Stella I'm not trying to-

"You are," I say interrupting her again. "You are trying to you're always trying to with any guy I bring around."

"So you do like him?" She asks me quickly before I can say more. I roll my eyes again as I pull my hair up in a ponytail and grab my backpack.

"Even if I did that's an even worse reason for you to be acting this way," I say sounding more hurt. She lets out a sigh and loses her smirk which had been shrinking in size anyway.

"I'm sorry Stella," she says sadly. "You're Right i do sort of swoop in and take any guy you remotely have a thing for," she says looking down as I grab my keys by the door. "I just figured it didn't matter since you never really seem to want to get with anyone anyway. You've always said you liked guys but then it doesn't go anywhere?"

"Maybe because they fuck you before I even get to attach myself to them?" I suggest to her. She goes to say something, but doesn't as I open the door. "Look I have to go to class. Can we talk about this later?" She nods lightly as I wave to her slamming the door behind me and walking to class.