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sunnyie-eve · 2 years

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Four | Here For You

Series: Complicated | The Amazing Spider Man

Word count: 1496

[ Fluff, Death ]

While I was at home doing homework, there was a knock at my door. "Gwen?" I open the door.

"Did you finally tell him because you two were close in the hallway after school." She claps her hands.

"Creepy much?" I laugh. "But no. Gwen he likes you so..." I let her know.

"Everyone likes me." She says then realizes what she said. "I'm not that full of myself. Wow, I can't believe I said that." She laughs.

"You're not wrong. A lot of guys like you at school... some girls too." I laugh.

"I can tell Peter likes me some but you're the one he had stronger feelings for. Plus I don't like Peter like that. He's a nice guy and all but I see him more like a best friend."

"Are you only here for that one question?" I ask her and she nods her head.

"I know. It's sad." She laughs so I let her in. "Your aunt working late?" She asks, looking around.

"Yeah." I watch her look at pictures.

"This your parents? It's just because I've never seen them." She points at a picture of my mom and dad at the campsite we used to go to.

"Yeah. Fun fact, I was conceived the day that picture was taken." I walk over to her.

"This is your mom?" She laughs.

"What's funny about that? Am I missing something?" I tilt my head.

"What's funny is that we're cousins." She laughs.

"Cousins?" I repeat.

"My dad has a picture of his sister, he stopped talking to years ago, and your mom is the sister in the picture. My dad is your uncle. We're cousins! How cool is that?" She was excited but I was shocked.

"I wonder why they stopped talking?" I ask.

"Something about he didn't think your dad, her boyfriend when they were younger, wasn't right for her. They had a fight about it then stopped talking." She explained it to me.

"This is weird..." I make a face.

"You should come over sometime for dinner and your family." She smiles and it's weird hearing family because all I had was my aunt Quinn.

"Yeah." I smile.

"Great! I'll go tell them the good news." She walks towards the door. "Bye, cousin!" She rushes off.

Later at night after finishing my dinner, I hear Ben outside shouting Peter's name. I rush outside to see him walk off so I go to May. "What happened?" I ask, seeing she was upset.

"They got in an argument about Peter's dad and that Peter forgot to pick me up." She sighs.

"It's okay. Uncle Ben will find Peter and they'll make up on the way home." I put my arm around her and we wait in the house for them to get back.

I kinda wish I could take back what I said because I felt terrible when we got the news that Ben got shot and didn't make it. The news was heartbreaking because I thought of him as a family too. I grew up with him around.

"Peter." I wrap my arms around him as the police talked to May. He just stood there watching his aunt cry then asked for a wanted sketch of the guy who did. Peter went up to his room as they left and I went to comfort May.

"I know the feeling." I hold her in my arms as she cries.

"You should really comfort Peter more. He was there and you know that feeling." She cries right into me making my tears fall as I nod my head going up to Peter's room. His door was slightly open and I didn't see him so I knew he was behind it.

"Am I allowed to come in?" My voice cracks.

He opens his door crying then pulls me into him, "It's all my fault." He cries into my neck and I use my foot to close his door.

"It's not your fault." I cry rubbing his back.

"He went out looking for me. If I didn't leave he would still be here." He cries as he holds me tighter.

"It's still not your fault. You didn't shoot him. You didn't kill him." I cry telling him what he basically told me when my dad killed himself and I blamed it on me. It's not your fault. You didn't push him. You didn't kill me.

"I couldn't do anything. His body was right in front of me. I was touching him." He cries sitting back down on the floor against the wall.

"Peter, you know I know what it feels like when they are right in front of you." I cry harder. "At least you didn't watch the whole thing." I crouch down in front of him. "I know you feel terrible especially fighting before it happened but he knows how much you love him and how much he meant to you. Everyone has fights with their loved ones." I grab his hand.

"Did you fight with your dad before it happened?" He looks up at me.

"Yes, it was about my mom. Who I also had some harsh words with before the accident. So as I said, I know how you feel." He pulls me to sit down next to him into his side. "I'm here for you just like you were always there for me both times." I wrap my arms around his neck.

I ended up staying at Peter's because we both laid down in his bed crying ourselves to sleep. The next morning I went home to change clothes to go to school. "Peter, you don't have to go. I didn't." I tell him as we walk to school.

"No, I don't need to sit at home. It won't help." He tells me.

"Peter." I take his hand into mine. "Don't forget I'm here for you."

He nods his head squeezing my hand, "I know." We keep walking holding hands.

We stop in front of the school looking at it, "They're gonna look at you and there's nothing you can do about it other than try to ignore them." I let him know.

"I think I can as long as you're with me." He sighs and with a squeeze from my hand we walk in.

As I said as we walk down the halls everyone looks at Peter as he just walks through everyone ignoring them. We stop at his locker so he can get stuff out for classes.

"Hey, Parker." I turn to see Flash come up to us but I could tell by his body language and tone he wasn't gonna start shit.

"Not today Flash." Peter tells him.

"Hey, come on, man. I just want to talk." Flash sets his hand on Peter, making him grab him and pin him up against the lockers.

"Peter." I place my hand on his shoulder as Flash pants.

"It feels better, right? Look, your uncle died. I'm sorry. I get it. I'm sorry. Okay?" Peter puts Flash down before grabbing his bag and closing his locker, walking off grabbing my hand making me follow him.

"It's okay." I say as we stop in front of Gwen. She gives him a hug before he makes us walk off again.

"How many sorries am I gonna get?" Peter sighs as we get to an empty hall.

"A lot and you're not going to wanna hear them but they aren't gonna stop. Especially the first day... it's the worst." I say as we sit down against the wall.

"I remember you snapped in the hall screaming after days telling everyone stop saying sorry and asking if you're okay." Peter leans his head against the wall looking at me.

"It was quite annoying when people you have never talked to say sorry and everyone asking am I okay. Who the hell is going to be okay after watching one of their parents kill themselves?" I do the same to him.

"Promise me something?" I ask him.

"What?" He sighs.

"Promise me, you won't shut me out. While you go through this. I understand people cope in different ways but don't shut people super close to you out. Try being there for your aunt too. She lost her husband." I sigh looking him in the eyes.

"If I was gonna shut you out would I be sitting in this empty hall with you? Would I let us fall asleep in my bed crying? Would I walk around this school holding your hand keeping you close to me? I'm not gonna shut you out. I promise. Now come here." He pulls me closer, resting my head on him as he kisses the top of my head.

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