I was falling.

I was going to die

I wasn't going to see my family or friends ever again.

I wasn't going to be with peter for the rest of my life like i always dreamed off ...

These were the things I had to admit to myself as i was plummeting towards the ground.

I watched as Peter tried desperately to get to me but i knew it would be to late so i just smiled at him in hope that he would understand that this wasn't his fault and that he shouldn't blame himself.

I closed my eyes and waited for the impact. I felt something fall onto my neck but i didn't pay any attention to it , i just pictured all of my most happiest memories.. the birth of my brothers ... days out with the family ... and all the times i spent with Peter. To think I would never experience any of this again was devastating, I would never get a chance to university in England or to settle down get married and have children. I should have stayed by the police car like peter asked me to ... he insisted it was to dangerous ... i guess he was right.

I felt something attach to my stomach , i opened my eyes for a split second and the whole world just seemed to slow down I saw him there holding the web that as attached to me . i don't think i have ever felt so relieved in my life . I felt safe but i also felt stupid for thinking peter wouldn't save me ... peter always saves me

but then ... i felt the impact ... and everything went black