A/N: I'm so sorry that I have not updated this in so long. I didn't really have any ideas for how I wanted this to go for a while, and I recently finished my first semester of college and will be starting my second semester soon. With that in mind, I probably will not be writing much, if at all, for the next few months. If an idea comes to me, I may try to write what I can, but I'll be pretty busy for the foreseeable future. Anyway, enjoy this chapter. Also, I do not own Spider-Man.

My heart began to beat at an alarming rate and my hands began twitching and sweating profusely. I just knocked on the door of the only woman I've ever loved…and the woman whose heart I had broken a few months earlier. As I heard footsteps from inside her apartment, I began to second-guess this decision.

I shouldn't be doing this. Me being here will just reopen old wounds. I need to just leave.

My thoughts were interrupted as the door opened and there she was. The most beautiful woman I had ever seen.

Gwen Stacy…

Her golden blonde hair, normally very well kept, was disheveled and uneven. Then again, it was 10:30 on a Tuesday night, so what should I have expected. She was wearing glasses that dilated her ivory green eyes, a black Mayday Parade t-shirt she bought when we saw them in concert several months back, grey sweatpants with "Class of 2015" on one of the legs and her toes were painted dark blue. Even in this state, which she would probably say is when she looks her worst, I still thought she was incredibly gorgeous.

"Oh…um…hi…" she said once she realized who was at her door. Gwen rarely ever got flustered, but I could tell she was surprised to see me.

"Hey…" I was able to spit out as a blush crept onto my face and I really began to second-guess coming here.

"Uh…I…um…well…well, is there any particular reason you're at my door this late at night?" she asked me.

"I was just…uh…um…in the neighborhood…and…just wanted to see how you were doing." I replied and cursed myself for not having a better excuse.

"Ah…well…okay then." she said.

Both of us just stood there in an awkward silence, neither really knowing what to say after almost no communication for the last three months.

"You know…th…this is stupid…I'm sorry, I shouldn't have come here." I finally said after what seemed like hours of us just staring at our feet.

"No no, it's okay!" She almost yelled at me as I began to turn around "You're already here so why don't you just come inside?"

"Um…are…are you sure? I mean I…I wouldn't want to intrude or anything."

"No, you aren't intruding, I promise." She reassured me.

I nodded and proceeded into her apartment. I saw that there were no lights in the house except for the one coming from the end of the hall, which I assumed was her bedroom and from the TV in the living room, which was broadcasting the local news and talking about how Spider-Man had saved a woman from a fire earlier that day.

"So…is your mom not home?" I asked noticing how quiet it was in the apartment.

"Yeah, she and my brothers are visiting my aunt in New Jersey." She responded almost immediately.

I gave her a courteous nod and again we stood there in awkward silence. After sometime, she decided to speak up.

"Peter…tell me the truth…why did you come here?"

I was stunned by this. Not just from the shock of the question, but also because I didn't really know why I had decided to come.

"Why did you come here? You went months without answering any of my texts or calls and anytime I would see you at school, you wouldn't even look me in the eye."

At this point she began to tear up and her voice started to rise and I felt like a deer caught in the headlights. I was just waiting for what was coming to hit me.

"DAMMIT PETER! I KNOW YOU MADE A PROMISE TO MY DAD. BUT WHY WOULD YOU JUST ABANDON ME WHEN I NEEDED YOU? YOU'VE SAID THAT YOU LOVE ME A THOUSAND TIMES, BUT MY FATHER DIES AND I GET MESSAGES FROM EVERYONE THAT I DIDN'T GIVE A RAT'S ASS ABOUT, BUT THE ONE GUY I WANTED TO JUST HOLD ME AND COMFORT ME WASN'T THERE WHEN I NEEDED HIM. WHY? WHY DID YOU PROMISE HIM?"

Each word felt like a dagger was digging deeper into my chest and the more she said, the more I began to hate myself more than I already did.

"I don't know…I never meant to hurt you Gwen. I just knew that this city needed Spider-Man and I would never be able to forgive myself if anything were to happen to you. I just wanted to protect you."

By now, there were tears rolling down both of our faces as we just let out all of our emotions that had been built up over the last few months.

"And I promise you Gwen…" I said to her as I took her hands into mine "I can't change what I've done in the past, but I swear, if you give me the opportunity, I will spend every waking moment I have trying to make it up to you. I do love you with all my heart Gwen Stacy."

She then placed her head against my chest and started sobbing uncontrollably. I held her for the next hour before I realize she had fallen asleep. I quickly and quietly picked her up in my arms and carried her into her room. After I tucked her into her bed, I shut off her lights and left her apartment and started making my way home. I knew that our situation wouldn't change overnight and that it would be a long time before I would gain her trust again, but I'd be damned if I wouldn't try my hardest to win her back. No matter what it would cost me.