Disclaimer: I do not own Spider-man or any of it's caracters. Stan Lee
invented Spider-man, and Sam Raimi made the excellent movie!
Spoiler: The first Spider-man movie( which rocked! )
A/N This short story is about Peter's thoughts as he walks away from MJ in the graveyard. Minor spoilers, the last scene in the movie. Kinda angsty(I love angst fic's).
Please review the story.
Behind me
~¨~¨~¨~¨~
The wind hits my face, making my silent tears flow faster, smudging out my whole face with salty tear stripes, not that I care.
I try my best not to look as frail and defeated as I feel, but my heart is breaking, quietly and slowly. I can see her face for me like a ghost, her red fiery hair spilling around her face in the wind, small tears falling from her eyes, down her cheeks. What I would give to make her pain go away! But I have to stay strong, a strong cliff in this mad world. Because I am Spider-man. I hope she finds someone else, like Harry. Someone that love her the same way I do.
Someone who doesn't run out on each date because he has to save the world.
I walk with determination and behind me I can hear her small sobs.
But I do this to save her, I have to.Suddenly I start walking faster, nearly running, for I know that if I stay here one more second my resolution will break and I will run back to her and ask for her forgiveness. God this is hard, this is the woman I wanted before I even liked girls. This is the woman that is in front of me each time I close my eyes. This is the woman that put her heart on her sleeve for me and look what I did to her!
I run faster and faster. I'm half way out of the graveyard when my spiders senses kick in. Another excuse for running, so I run faster.
Spoiler: The first Spider-man movie( which rocked! )
A/N This short story is about Peter's thoughts as he walks away from MJ in the graveyard. Minor spoilers, the last scene in the movie. Kinda angsty(I love angst fic's).
Please review the story.
Behind me
~¨~¨~¨~¨~
The wind hits my face, making my silent tears flow faster, smudging out my whole face with salty tear stripes, not that I care.
I try my best not to look as frail and defeated as I feel, but my heart is breaking, quietly and slowly. I can see her face for me like a ghost, her red fiery hair spilling around her face in the wind, small tears falling from her eyes, down her cheeks. What I would give to make her pain go away! But I have to stay strong, a strong cliff in this mad world. Because I am Spider-man. I hope she finds someone else, like Harry. Someone that love her the same way I do.
Someone who doesn't run out on each date because he has to save the world.
I walk with determination and behind me I can hear her small sobs.
But I do this to save her, I have to.Suddenly I start walking faster, nearly running, for I know that if I stay here one more second my resolution will break and I will run back to her and ask for her forgiveness. God this is hard, this is the woman I wanted before I even liked girls. This is the woman that is in front of me each time I close my eyes. This is the woman that put her heart on her sleeve for me and look what I did to her!
I run faster and faster. I'm half way out of the graveyard when my spiders senses kick in. Another excuse for running, so I run faster.