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Pt 5 The Truth

            "Bug boy," the Black Cat slouched down next to Peter.

He didn't turn to her. He was too busy watching Mary Jane. She was standing in front of her mirror, examining herself.

            "Of course he likes that woman," she whispered. "She's so beautiful… and I'm…" she didn't finish the sentence.

            "He's not present.

            Still, it's pleasant…

            To just imagine that it's true…"

            "You are beautiful, MJ," Spider-man said.

            "What is she talking about?" the Black Cat asked.

            "As if it were your business, you… Felicia Hardy."

He heard her give a small gasp next to him. "Bravo, Peter Parker."

            "I don't know what you're talking about," he said.

            "Oh give it up. We're on the same side. Besides, it wasn't too difficult to figure out."

He turned to her. Could she really know who he was?

            "You don't know who I am," he said defiantly. She could be bluffing.

She gave a small laugh. "Oh don't I? You work for the Daily Bugle, under Jameson. Same height, same shape head… and that body is definitely yours. Always happen to be running off whenever crime's a-foot, though that taking pictures of Spider-man cover wasn't that bad… okay, it was."

Crap. Peter could feel himself blushing through his mask. Don't give in, he told himself. "That's not me." He turned back to Mary Jane's window. She had turned her lights out, but wasn't sleeping. In the darkness, he saw her silhouette sitting up in bed.

            "Liar," she said. "Then why do you come here every night?"

Peter opened his mouth to say something.

"I can't say I blame you. Hiding this from people you love is never easy." She got up to leave.

He was taken back. It sounded like she actually had feelings. "Hey… Felicia,"

She turned to him. "The Black Cat."

            "Why didn't you fight me on who you were?"

            "We're on the same side, Bug Boy. Besides, it feels so good to share a secret with someone after so long."

Her words spoke to him, and he walked over to her. She lifted her hands to his face and gently removed his mask.

            "See, was that so hard?" she whispered.

Peter felt the night air's wind on his face. It felt so good, like birds being freed from a cage. And before he knew what he was doing, they were kissing.