MJ walked by the newsstand after her shift. Lenny was there. But he never
looked up. It's probably not a good idea to go over there and talk to him.
She thought. He kept looking down until he was sure that she was out of
sight. "How stupid am I," he murmured to himself, "I should have know she
had a boyfriend. Whoever he is I hate him." The man standing next to the
stand overheard the whole thing.
"Hey you,' the man said. Lenny turn around.
"How can I help you sir?"
"Do you love that little red head lady that just walked by a moment ago?"
"What's it to you?"
"Would you do anything to have her?"
"What are you trying to saying?"
"Look my boss has a job for you and it will help you to get the girl and rid of the boyfriend."
"Explain."
"Why don't we go to my boss and he'll explain." Lenny looked very interested in what the man had to say and left his newsstand.
MJ walked the dark streets of Manhattan to her apartment. She walked passed an alley when all of a sudden a hand came out and grabbed her. MJ felt the cold steel on her throat.
"Give me all your money and jewelry," said the mugger in her ear.
"I don't have any money or jewelry," MJ said trying to keep a steady voice.
"Well I guess you'll have to pay some other way!" Mary Jane didn't want to stick around and find out what way so she closed her eyes and then with all her might dug her heel into the mugger's foot. He yelped in pain. Then she elbowed him in the face and kicked him in the groan. Before she got away in his last efforts to get her, he reached out from the ground and slashed her ankle with the knife. MJ yelped in pain as she stumbled to the ground. The man came crawling after her. She tried to get up but the mugger pulled her down by her wounded ankle. She fell face flat on the cold concrete. She screamed again as her eyes began to tear up more. MJ went with her reflexes and kicked the man in the face. The kick served her enough time to get up and get away.
She couldn't stop she had to keep going and had to ignore the piercing pain on her ankle and limp with those heels on. She had no clue where the guy was.
MJ didn't stop running until she got to her apartment. She locked every bolt and chain then ran into the bathroom. Her face was red and had gravel on her tear streaked cheeks. She sat on the edge of the tub and turned on the water. Then there was pounding on her door. She turned off the water so one would think that she was home cause she didn't know if it was the mugger.
"Mary Jane it's me Peter! Are you ok?"
She sighed in relief and tied a hand towel around her ankle. MJ limped to the door and opened it to see Peter's concerned face.
"I saw blood in the hall way-- Wha-what happened?" Peter quickly came inside and helped her to the bathroom.
"It was a mugger," she said sniffling and trying to be strong in front of Peter.
"I was walking home and all of a sudden he grabs me and puts a knife to my throat and I said that I didn't have anything then he told me I'd pay him some other way. I didn't stick around to find out so I got away but before I did he cut me with his knife and then I fell. I ended up kicking his face and that gave me enough time to run away. I ran all the way home. I got here just a minute ago," she was going a mile a minute and trying not to cry from the pain in her ankle.
Peter put his hand through her hair and said, "Its ok now. Your safe."
"I know I'm safe its just that it really hurts," she said squinting her eyes as the warm water rushed down her ankle.
He gave MJ a cool washcloth and she gladly wiped her face to get the dirt and gravel off. "I'm gonna take you to the hospital it looks like you need stitches," he said.
"Ok. Maybe they'll give me Vikidin for the pain," she said with a little laugh. Peter just chuckled as he wrapped her ankle up.
***A/N: I'm really sorry that I haven't updated in a really long time. Things are busy and they will continue to be busy for a while. I'm sorry and please be patient with me.
"Hey you,' the man said. Lenny turn around.
"How can I help you sir?"
"Do you love that little red head lady that just walked by a moment ago?"
"What's it to you?"
"Would you do anything to have her?"
"What are you trying to saying?"
"Look my boss has a job for you and it will help you to get the girl and rid of the boyfriend."
"Explain."
"Why don't we go to my boss and he'll explain." Lenny looked very interested in what the man had to say and left his newsstand.
MJ walked the dark streets of Manhattan to her apartment. She walked passed an alley when all of a sudden a hand came out and grabbed her. MJ felt the cold steel on her throat.
"Give me all your money and jewelry," said the mugger in her ear.
"I don't have any money or jewelry," MJ said trying to keep a steady voice.
"Well I guess you'll have to pay some other way!" Mary Jane didn't want to stick around and find out what way so she closed her eyes and then with all her might dug her heel into the mugger's foot. He yelped in pain. Then she elbowed him in the face and kicked him in the groan. Before she got away in his last efforts to get her, he reached out from the ground and slashed her ankle with the knife. MJ yelped in pain as she stumbled to the ground. The man came crawling after her. She tried to get up but the mugger pulled her down by her wounded ankle. She fell face flat on the cold concrete. She screamed again as her eyes began to tear up more. MJ went with her reflexes and kicked the man in the face. The kick served her enough time to get up and get away.
She couldn't stop she had to keep going and had to ignore the piercing pain on her ankle and limp with those heels on. She had no clue where the guy was.
MJ didn't stop running until she got to her apartment. She locked every bolt and chain then ran into the bathroom. Her face was red and had gravel on her tear streaked cheeks. She sat on the edge of the tub and turned on the water. Then there was pounding on her door. She turned off the water so one would think that she was home cause she didn't know if it was the mugger.
"Mary Jane it's me Peter! Are you ok?"
She sighed in relief and tied a hand towel around her ankle. MJ limped to the door and opened it to see Peter's concerned face.
"I saw blood in the hall way-- Wha-what happened?" Peter quickly came inside and helped her to the bathroom.
"It was a mugger," she said sniffling and trying to be strong in front of Peter.
"I was walking home and all of a sudden he grabs me and puts a knife to my throat and I said that I didn't have anything then he told me I'd pay him some other way. I didn't stick around to find out so I got away but before I did he cut me with his knife and then I fell. I ended up kicking his face and that gave me enough time to run away. I ran all the way home. I got here just a minute ago," she was going a mile a minute and trying not to cry from the pain in her ankle.
Peter put his hand through her hair and said, "Its ok now. Your safe."
"I know I'm safe its just that it really hurts," she said squinting her eyes as the warm water rushed down her ankle.
He gave MJ a cool washcloth and she gladly wiped her face to get the dirt and gravel off. "I'm gonna take you to the hospital it looks like you need stitches," he said.
"Ok. Maybe they'll give me Vikidin for the pain," she said with a little laugh. Peter just chuckled as he wrapped her ankle up.
***A/N: I'm really sorry that I haven't updated in a really long time. Things are busy and they will continue to be busy for a while. I'm sorry and please be patient with me.
