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Chapter 6: Tears from an angel
" Here we are, safe and sound in my apartment, just what you asked for, Mj " Peter walked inside his apartment followed by Mary Jane, who looked awful at the moment. " Here let me take your coat " Peter said as he gestured to take her coat, she slipped it off and gave it to him.
" Thank you Peter, for everything. " But before he could say anything, her arms were around his neck holding him tight. ' You can't be with her Peter, she will get hurt.'
" Mj" Peter reached behind his head, for here hands and brought them down so he could move away from her. Hurt was in her eyes again. Then there was a moment of silence between them before Mj asked, " Peter why did you do it?" She looked at him; his back was turned as he leaned against the kitchen counter.
" Did what?" Peter asked
" Save me from Enrique."
" I believe you have enough hurt on your plate to last you a life time, besides I told you I would be there for you and I was." Peter turned to her.
" I never seen you look so angry before Peter." She said with fear in her voice.
" I've been having a bad 48 hours, Mj so lets leave it at that."
" Even with that girl?" Mj asked hurt was in her voice now.
" What girl? Betty? Oh my god, her? Mj she just asked me for dinner as friends, so we could get to know each other since were going to be working with each other at the bugle."
" Then why did that guy say, Romantic place hu Peter?"
" He was being sarcastic Mj, me and Betty are only FRIENDS."
" Just like us hu Peter?" she asked while tears started to stain her cheeks again.
" Mj, please don't, not know, I'm not in the mood to argue with you, about what happened yesterday." Peter Pleaded.
" Fine." She said as she whipped fresh tears off her face, and then headed towards Peter's couch.
" Do you want some Coffee?" Peter asked
" Please" Was her answer.
Peter got the cup of coffee ready for Mj, and at the same time he began to think about what to say to her. Peter poured the coffee in a mug once it was ready and headed towards Mj.
" Here you go" Peter said as he handed the cup of coffee to her, but to his surprise she didn't take it, instead she just slept on Peters couch, peacefully.
" Oh Mj, what am I going to do now?" He whispered as he put the cup down and picked up Mj and headed towards his room. Mj was surprisingly light to carry, 'well there's a no du for ya Peter, she is literally perfect, just like an angel.' He smiled as he laid Mj on the bed and covered her with the comforters.
" Good night Mj." He turned and left closing the door behind him, he looked at the hallway clock it was 5:30, "gezz she must be tired." Peter headed down stairs, and got something to eat from the fridge. ' So what are you going to do tonight Peter?' he asked himself, ' well lets see, you have to type some stuff on the computer, proof read Betty's report and call Harry and Aunt May, and maybe go out for a swing. Then again I better not go for a swing, it's way to risky since Mj is here.'
* * * * * POV CHANGE MJ* * * *
'Why doesn't he love me? Why?' 'What did I do so wrong?' 'After all I said' 'After all he said'
Mj Laid on Peter's bed, she had slept for hours and it was now 12:30 in the morning. She had spent the last 30 min's wondering and crying about Peter Parker.
'Why can't he love me?' 'Why can't he be in this bed right now holding me?' 'Does he even know that I've spent every night since Harry's funeral crying for him? No he doesn't know.' She was then jarred from her thought's by a sudden bang from down stairs, ' Peter? Is he up? What was that bang?' Mj thought as she got out of his bed and went down stairs to see what was going on, there she saw Peter on the floor with a cup of coffee and writing something in a note book, while some music played from his radio.
" Peter?" she asked quietly.
" Mj, what are you doing up it's late, you should be a sleep."
" So should you tiger." She walked over to him and sat beside him. She looked at him for a few min's while he wrote in a book, she could tell something was wrong, and asked, " What's wrong tiger, you seem upset?"
He looked up at her, " Nothing Mj, I'm fine," he said simply.
" Then why are you up at 12:30 at night? Something must be wrong!" she put her hand on his shoulder.
" It's nothing Mj please let it be." He got up and picked up the notebook and set it on a desk.
" What was that bang I heard? She asked, not moving from her spot.
" It was nothing," he said simply.
" God Dame it Peter, why are you shutting me out? Is it because I love? What did I do so wrong?" Mj was in Peter face tears streaming down her cheeks, " And don't you dare say it's nothing!"
He looked at her for several moments before replying, " I'm sorry Mj, your right I am shutting you out, I just didn't want you hurt-"
" Hurt? I've been hurting ever since you said you couldn't love me back. Peter every night and day since the funeral, I've cried about you and dreamed about you, hell I've barley gotten any sleep since that day. The only reason why I slept here was because I smelt you in the bed sheets, and I was in your house safe cause I knew you where here. So no matter what, you're hurting me, in till I'm with you!" Mj was slowly breaking down as tears stung her eyes and flooded her cheeks. "God, why can't you be with me?"
" It's complicated Mj." Peter said sorrow in his voice. Mj glared at him, then did something that surprised both of them. She slugged him, right across his jaw.
" Ahh!" she cried as she griped her hand, that had just hit Peter in the jaw, and then sank to the ground in pain.
" Mj!" Peter cried, forgetting about his sore jaw, he gabbed her before she hit the ground. Peter collected her up in his arms and held her close to him, while she sobbed in his arms. Peter released his grip on her somewhat and took her injured hand in his, rubbing his thumb across her red knuckles. As soon as the redness from her hand was gone, he tighten his grip on her and repeatedly said,
" I'm so sorry Mj."
" I'm so sorry."
" I'm sorry."
Mj slowly drifted off to sleep in his arms, while she heard him say sorry several times,
" I'm so sorry Mj."
" I'm so sorry."
" I'm sorry."
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Chapter 6: Tears from an angel
" Here we are, safe and sound in my apartment, just what you asked for, Mj " Peter walked inside his apartment followed by Mary Jane, who looked awful at the moment. " Here let me take your coat " Peter said as he gestured to take her coat, she slipped it off and gave it to him.
" Thank you Peter, for everything. " But before he could say anything, her arms were around his neck holding him tight. ' You can't be with her Peter, she will get hurt.'
" Mj" Peter reached behind his head, for here hands and brought them down so he could move away from her. Hurt was in her eyes again. Then there was a moment of silence between them before Mj asked, " Peter why did you do it?" She looked at him; his back was turned as he leaned against the kitchen counter.
" Did what?" Peter asked
" Save me from Enrique."
" I believe you have enough hurt on your plate to last you a life time, besides I told you I would be there for you and I was." Peter turned to her.
" I never seen you look so angry before Peter." She said with fear in her voice.
" I've been having a bad 48 hours, Mj so lets leave it at that."
" Even with that girl?" Mj asked hurt was in her voice now.
" What girl? Betty? Oh my god, her? Mj she just asked me for dinner as friends, so we could get to know each other since were going to be working with each other at the bugle."
" Then why did that guy say, Romantic place hu Peter?"
" He was being sarcastic Mj, me and Betty are only FRIENDS."
" Just like us hu Peter?" she asked while tears started to stain her cheeks again.
" Mj, please don't, not know, I'm not in the mood to argue with you, about what happened yesterday." Peter Pleaded.
" Fine." She said as she whipped fresh tears off her face, and then headed towards Peter's couch.
" Do you want some Coffee?" Peter asked
" Please" Was her answer.
Peter got the cup of coffee ready for Mj, and at the same time he began to think about what to say to her. Peter poured the coffee in a mug once it was ready and headed towards Mj.
" Here you go" Peter said as he handed the cup of coffee to her, but to his surprise she didn't take it, instead she just slept on Peters couch, peacefully.
" Oh Mj, what am I going to do now?" He whispered as he put the cup down and picked up Mj and headed towards his room. Mj was surprisingly light to carry, 'well there's a no du for ya Peter, she is literally perfect, just like an angel.' He smiled as he laid Mj on the bed and covered her with the comforters.
" Good night Mj." He turned and left closing the door behind him, he looked at the hallway clock it was 5:30, "gezz she must be tired." Peter headed down stairs, and got something to eat from the fridge. ' So what are you going to do tonight Peter?' he asked himself, ' well lets see, you have to type some stuff on the computer, proof read Betty's report and call Harry and Aunt May, and maybe go out for a swing. Then again I better not go for a swing, it's way to risky since Mj is here.'
* * * * * POV CHANGE MJ* * * *
'Why doesn't he love me? Why?' 'What did I do so wrong?' 'After all I said' 'After all he said'
Mj Laid on Peter's bed, she had slept for hours and it was now 12:30 in the morning. She had spent the last 30 min's wondering and crying about Peter Parker.
'Why can't he love me?' 'Why can't he be in this bed right now holding me?' 'Does he even know that I've spent every night since Harry's funeral crying for him? No he doesn't know.' She was then jarred from her thought's by a sudden bang from down stairs, ' Peter? Is he up? What was that bang?' Mj thought as she got out of his bed and went down stairs to see what was going on, there she saw Peter on the floor with a cup of coffee and writing something in a note book, while some music played from his radio.
" Peter?" she asked quietly.
" Mj, what are you doing up it's late, you should be a sleep."
" So should you tiger." She walked over to him and sat beside him. She looked at him for a few min's while he wrote in a book, she could tell something was wrong, and asked, " What's wrong tiger, you seem upset?"
He looked up at her, " Nothing Mj, I'm fine," he said simply.
" Then why are you up at 12:30 at night? Something must be wrong!" she put her hand on his shoulder.
" It's nothing Mj please let it be." He got up and picked up the notebook and set it on a desk.
" What was that bang I heard? She asked, not moving from her spot.
" It was nothing," he said simply.
" God Dame it Peter, why are you shutting me out? Is it because I love? What did I do so wrong?" Mj was in Peter face tears streaming down her cheeks, " And don't you dare say it's nothing!"
He looked at her for several moments before replying, " I'm sorry Mj, your right I am shutting you out, I just didn't want you hurt-"
" Hurt? I've been hurting ever since you said you couldn't love me back. Peter every night and day since the funeral, I've cried about you and dreamed about you, hell I've barley gotten any sleep since that day. The only reason why I slept here was because I smelt you in the bed sheets, and I was in your house safe cause I knew you where here. So no matter what, you're hurting me, in till I'm with you!" Mj was slowly breaking down as tears stung her eyes and flooded her cheeks. "God, why can't you be with me?"
" It's complicated Mj." Peter said sorrow in his voice. Mj glared at him, then did something that surprised both of them. She slugged him, right across his jaw.
" Ahh!" she cried as she griped her hand, that had just hit Peter in the jaw, and then sank to the ground in pain.
" Mj!" Peter cried, forgetting about his sore jaw, he gabbed her before she hit the ground. Peter collected her up in his arms and held her close to him, while she sobbed in his arms. Peter released his grip on her somewhat and took her injured hand in his, rubbing his thumb across her red knuckles. As soon as the redness from her hand was gone, he tighten his grip on her and repeatedly said,
" I'm so sorry Mj."
" I'm so sorry."
" I'm sorry."
Mj slowly drifted off to sleep in his arms, while she heard him say sorry several times,
" I'm so sorry Mj."
" I'm so sorry."
" I'm sorry."
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