Hello. This is a short one-shot. It is very depressing, so I'm just warning you now about that. I was actually in a good mood when the idea came to me, so I just went with it. As I was writing it, I actually teared up a bit. I love Gwen Stacy and even though I knew it was coming in the movie I still teared up during the falling scene. I was thinking about Spiderman the other day and this one-shot is the result.
Disclaimer-The characters are not mine. I just like manipulating them for my own purposes.
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I was falling...
There were so many things I had wanted to do. I wanted to go to Oxford, get my bachelors, get my masters and then get that hard earned PhD that I had looked forward to getting ever since I was a little girl.
He was right there...
We were going to live together. He promised and I saw that he had meant it. This life was killing him and I was going to save him. I had promised. It was love.
I was falling...
His arm was outstretched before him in desperation. He was trying so hard, but he wasn't to going to make it.
It was funny the things you think about the moment before death embraces you.
I had wanted that small yellow house with the white picket fence. He would have been a great father. He was so brilliant. Our kids would have been so smart and beautiful. God they would have been perfect, but I know now that it wouldn't happen.
I wish he would remove that mask. I wanted to see his face one more time.
He was right there...
He was going to be so broken from this. My heart was breaking for him. There was so many things I wanted to say to him.
I wanted him to understand that it wasn't his fault. Sometimes things happened and life wasn't fair. I wanted to be there for him but I know that wasn't going to happen now.
I was falling...
Pain, so much pain and then nothing but numbness. I couldn't talk. I couldn't move. I wanted to cry but I couldn't even do that.
He removed his mask and tears were coming down his face. I was hanging in the air and he moved me and I should have been able to feel it, but I couldn't.
My spine was broken. I had moments left. The scientist in me was cataloging everything, but the woman in me was trying to memorize every minute detail of his face through my half-lidded eyes, even as he yelled my name.
The numbness spread and the room was getting darker and he was yelling and I prayed that someone would be there for him. I didn't want to leave him broken and alone. But I didn't have a choice.
Oh Peter, I love you and I am so sorry I have to leave you. Please don't let this be...
The End.
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So what did you think?
Cheers!
Jack