Pt. 1: When We Met
"You took away my hope, now I'm going to take away yours!" he said to me. He being my former best friend, Harry Osborne right before he killed the love of my life Gwen Stacy. It's because of me that she's not here today. It's been a full year since that night at the clock tower, and every night it plays in my head. The events that occurred, the way it all transpired.. The fact that I could have saved her. It's been one full year today. I lost the love of my life. She was always happy, always smiling, and always positive. And what did I do? I screwed her over time and time again, all because of a promise I made to her father the night he died. It's been one full year Gwen and here I am at your grave like I am almost every day. Talking, hoping that wherever you are right now, you can hear me and that you forgive me for what I've done. It's been a full year since I last tasted your lips or touched your skin and not a day goes by where I haven't thought about you or missed you. So, well, I wanted to come here today to tell you a story Gwen. It's our story. The Peter Parker, and Gwen Stacy story. I know you already know it, but I don't think you know it from my side. I don't know if you know about how long I've actually loved you.
I guess I should start from the beginning. I was fourteen when I first saw you, Gwen. First day of freshman year. I remember it like it was yesterday. You were wearing a beautiful white coat with a red skirt and black boots. God, you're so beautiful. The first time I laid eyes on you, I knew that you were the one that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. Little did I know that only, you would get to spend the rest of your life with me. We had the same fourth period math class freshman but I was too much of a chicken to work up the courage to even say three words to you. Yea, we were partnered up for a partner assignment and I still didn't even say one word. You did all the talking, you did all the work, while I just sat there and starred. You never complained though. You would just look at me and smile as though you were trying to let me know that maybe you felt the same way. Did you feel the same way back then? I don't know Gwen, you were dating Flash freshman year. I remember the day I finally said something to you. It wasn't until sophomore year. We were in the halls. Do you remember this one? Ha, I'm sure you do, this one is hard to forget. We were in the halls and I was walking with my head down and then the next thing I knew you and I were both on the ground. I ran into you at full speed, BAM! You and I hit the ground like a sack of potatoes. I remember looking at you and just being absolutely mesmerized. You asked me if I was alright and I just sat there on the ground like an idiot. Didn't even say a word, just starred. Then I finally mustered up the nerve to say something and what do I say, "hi." That's it. Hi. You got up and walked away as if nothing happened. I guess it made somewhat of an impact though since I went on to win you over right? Junior year. You and I had science class, math class, and history together. You sat in front of me in science, right next to me in math, and on the other side of the room during history. I don't know why I'm telling you all this Gwen… I know that you already know all of this. I guess it just makes me happy remembering the times we had. Remembering everything. Remembering you. God… I would do anything to have you back Gwen, I swear anything! I love you so much that not a day goes by where I don't feel like a piece of me is gone.
Peter places his right hand over his eyes as he begins to sob and cry. He feels comforted as if Gwen is standing right behind him, holding him while he cries out for her. She is there in spirit. She's always been there, watching out for him, missing him, making sure that he stays out of trouble. Like a guardian angel Gwen watches Peter, and still longs for his touch. Peter wipes the tears from his eyes and sits in front of Gwen's headstone. Peter stares at it, thinking of what could have been. His eyes are red and still filled with tears, he now places his head on the headstone and a single tear runs down his cheek.
"You were my best friend Gwen. The one person I knew that no matter what happened would always be there for me, no matter what. Even when we fought or broke up, you were always there for me, and I couldn't keep you safe… I knew that I couldn't keep you safe, but you didn't care. I didn't care anymore. As long as it was you and me, you were safe, as long as we were together. We were going to move to England – I just… Gwen I just need you"
Peter begins to cry again this time the tears roll off his face and onto her headstone. "Gwendolyn Stacy: 1995-2014 Taken from us much too soon" it reads. Nineteen years old. That's how old Gwen Stacy was the night she died. Leaving behind her mother, three brothers, and boyfriend. But she's still with them. Watching over them, missing them. She want's nothing more than to be with them all again. But she knows she can't, she's trapped on the other side forced to watch as everyone moves on without, forced to watch as her mother starts to date again, forced to watch her young brothers grow into young men… Forced to watch her boyfriend move on and love someone new. But she's okay with it. She wants Peter to move on and to grow, because she knows that no matter who he meets, or who falls in love with, that Peter will always love her, and that she will always be alive in his heart.
NEXT: GWEN STACY'S STORY