Title: Spiderman Sequel
Author: Buffy_Angelus
Summary: Sequel to the movie Spider-man, set in movie-verse. Eventually MJ/P, song-ficness. Starting immediately after graveyard scene.
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own any of them.
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I'm taking my time
I'm trying to leave the memories of you behind
I'm gonna be fine
As soon as I get your picture right out of my mind
Walk away, Peter told himself. She's just a girl. An amazing, wonderful, beautiful, intelligent, creative girl that loves you. No big deal. Keep walking. He glanced back at her. There she was, staring off into the distance. He could have mistaken her for dead by her silence and utter stillness, yet he could see small tears rolling down her cheeks. Tears he had been the cause of.
I wanna feel the way you
make me feel
When I'm with you
I wanna be the only hand
You need to hold on to
But every time I call
You don't have time
I guess I'll never get to call you mine
She'd never be his. No matter how much he loved her and tried to hold on to her, she'd never be his. Even if she wanted to be his, it was just too dangerous. If something happened to her—again—he wouldn't be able to forgive himself. No, it was best this way. He just had to walk away. No matter how much he wanted to feel the way he did when he was with her always, he couldn't. He just had to keep on walking.
You're nothing at all
I know there's a million reasons why I shouldn't call
With nothing to say
Could easily make this conversation last all day
"Peter." It was a soft whisper, but he could still hear it. Due to his spider sense, he could hear the smallest crack of a leaf.
"Peter." It was louder, gathering strength and courage. He could hear her every footstep, the small crunching of her feet walking on the ground.
"Peter!" Louder still. The pace picked up as Mary-Jane began to race after him. Sighing, wanting to so badly and yet at the same time, willing himself to go on, he stopped.
"Peter, I love you," MJ said, her voice cracking. "Please don't walk away from me."
Peter willed himself to say something, anything, as long as those tears would stop ruining her beautiful face.
"Peter, please! Say something. Let me know how you feel. You're closed up, all your emotions kept inside. Feel something."
"I feel something every time I'm with you," he whispered.
"Than why won't you be with me?" MJ asked.
"I can't." And then he walked on. Away from his last chance at happiness, away from the woman he loved. Away from MJ.
I wanna feel the way you
make me feel
When I'm with you
I wanna be the only hand
You need to hold on to
But every time I call
You don't have time
I guess I'll never get to call you mine
"Peter, don't do this to me," MJ plead.
"You wouldn't understand," he said. And she wouldn't. Who would understand why he had to rush off suddenly, every time someone was in danger? Who left at any time of night, whenever his spider sense tingled, and came out at the many hours of the night? Who could possibly understand it but himself? Even he couldn't understand it half the time.
"Then let me know!" Peter was silent. If he let someone know about himself, about what he did, they would be in danger, just like he was every single day.
"I can't do this," Peter said, beginning to walk away again.
"Peter, I feel something every time I'm with you. Every time you're around, I'm happy. I'm content. No matter what, I feel like I'm where I belong. You can't honestly tell me that you don't feel the same!"
"I never said I didn't feel that way," Peter said.
"Then why won't you stay? Why do you keep walking away?"
"I can't."
Another lesson I didn't
get to learn
You're my obsession
I've got nowhere to turn
"Don't try to escape this! You have to face me, us," MJ tried as a last resort.
"I can't stay, I have to go," Peter said, his pace quickening. And he did. His spider sense was tingling, and he had to go help those in need.
"Please don't do this," MJ said.
"I have to. I'll always be there when you need me, but you don't need me," Peter said.
"I need you. You're all I have left."
"You have Harry and Aunt May," Peter offered.
"I have you. At least, I did. Now I never seem to know where your head is. But trust me, I will find out," MJ promised.
Peter slowly shook his head. She'd never understand. He continued on his way.
I wanna feel the way you
make me feel
When I'm with you
I wanna be the only hand
You need to hold on to
But every time I call
You don't have time
I guess I'll never get to call you mine
I want to be with her more than anything, his heart told him. Stop walking. Take her. Hold her in your arms until she's there to stay. His mind had other plans however. As much as he wanted to be with her, continue to feel the way he did when he was around her, he couldn't. He couldn't risk anyone else, especially not her. He just had to get her out of his mind. Get saving lives into his mind. Whatever he did, he couldn't think about her anymore. That would only make him stop once again and run into her arms. He couldn't do that. It was his gift. It was his curse.
A/N: You like?
Please give feedback! The song I
used was "When I'm With You" by Simple Plan.
