"You're gone, gone, gone away
I watched you disappear.
All that's left is a ghost of you.
Now we're torn, torn, torn apart,
There's nothing we can do,
Just let me go, we'll meet again soon."
"Little Talks" -Of Monsters and Men
How could Gwen expect him to choose? All he wanted was for her to be safe. He still loved her. Peter couldn't choose. It was either he stays with her, or she deletes his number and blocks him forever. That meant he would never be able to call her again if he chose to stay away from her. Peter stared into her blue eyes, almost getting lost in them. He had to think of what was more important. Her safety or just being with her? Gwen gave him a hard look, waiting for him to make up his mind. He just needed more time to think.
"G-Gwen," Peter said slowly. "You can't expect me to pick right now." He ran a hand through his brown messy hair, looking up at the sky and then at the green ground, wanting to avoid her eyes. Her soft ocean eyes would only make his decision harder. "You know that I just can't pick. I still need to hear your voice, Gwen."
"Make a decision," Gwen said, blinking back tears. Peter hated seeing her cry. He wanted to wipe away her tears, but he kept his arms restricted to his sides. "I can't keep waiting for you like this, Peter. It's just not healthy. Make a decision, please."
Peter took a deep breath. He had to choose the obvious choice. "Gwen, I-I'm sorry. Goodbye."
Gwen shook her head and wiped away her tears with the back of her hand. Peter wanted to just hug her and tell her everything would be okay. But he just couldn't. He didn't ever want to relive what had happened a couple months ago when the Green Goblin took her and used her against him. What if she were to die because of him? Peter would never be able to live with himself if that were to happen. Why couldn't Gwen just understand that? Peter was trying to keep her safe. He wanted her to be able to live a normal life and never have to worry about those kinds of things. But it seemed Gwen just couldn't understand that.
Peter watched as she turned and walked away. All he wanted to do was run after her and kiss her right on the lips and just forget about everything else. He kept his feet glued to the ground, though. Peter sighed and watched Aunt May march over to him.
"What did you say to her?" Aunt May asked. "She looked so upset! She's very pretty, Peter. What ever happened between you two? You could use a girlfriend, Peter. All you do is stay cooped up in your room. You need to go out and do something."
Peter ignored his aunt and just walked to the car, wondering if he would ever be able to fix this.
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Summer came and Peter spent most of his days at the warehouse. He stayed up in the rafters, just staring up at the ceiling and thinking about almost anything. Well, the person that was on his mind most of the time was Gwen Stacy. She never left his mind. Gwen was the first thing he thought about in the morning and the last thing that lingered through his mind before he drifted off to sleep. A few times Peter saw her wandering around town, either by herself or with her friends. And each time he scurried out of her sight so she wouldn't see him and think about the memories with him and her. Peter didn't want her to be sad again.
Peter played with his web-shooters, taking one off his wrist and just fumbling with it. A few times he shot different webs across the warehouse, making it kind of his own spider hideout. No one ever came around to the warehouse, so it wasn't a big deal. There was graffiti on the walls, too. Many people liked to draw Spider-Man's symbol on the walls, which always put a smile on Peter's face. And it kept him motivated to keep saving the city from different villains and monsters.
He heard the distant echo of someone walking into the warehouse, their heels clicking on the grey concrete. Peter moved forwards on the rafters, wondering who found his hideout. When Peter saw her blonde hair, he silently cursed to himself and climbed up higher on the rafters. What was she even doing here? Had she followed him? Peter didn't want to ask her. He just needed to get out of there, and fast. Peter climbed up onto the ceiling, moving towards the dark corner and climbing discreetly towards the doors of the warehouse.
When he got towards the next corner and was just a few feet away from the doors, he heard her call his name out. Peter was caught. For a few seconds he was frozen, his eyes shut and his lips pursed. He bit his cheek and then climbed out of the warehouse and towards the rooftop.
Please forgive me for taking a bit to update. And you all probably now hate Peter for making that decision.
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