Chapter 12
The door bell rang a few hours after the visit from Eddie Brock. Peter was not in the mood for another visit. His mind was more on his life going down the tubes. Reluctantly, he made his way to the door and opened it. Standing there was Aunt May. "Aunt May?"
"I hope you don't mind if I come to pay you a visit," Aunt may slowly walked into his apartment. "I wanted to pay you a visit. I don't get to see my favorite nephew too often."
Peter smiled, closing the door behind her and guiding her to his living room, carrying her luggage with him. "It's great to see you, Aunt May. How long are you thinking about staying?"
"A couple of days," Aunt May said after groaning as she gently sat back into the couch. "I would love to see Mary Jane. I was thinking that I would treat the two of you too dinner tonight; that is if you're not too busy."
"Oh no, I'm free the rest of the day," Peter said as he sat down next to her.
"Really? Where are you getting all of you free time? For the past year, you've been so busy, I had seldom seen you."
Peter shrugged. "I suppose I've trying to get my life back in order." Peter smiled.
"I'm happy to hear that. I've always believed that you were taking upon yourself too much, but then again, you've always been like that. You would always frown when you got a B in one of your classes in high school."
"Trust me, Aunt May, things have definitely changed." Peter was thinking about all the bad grades that he had been receiving this whole semester. At that moment, he would do anything for a B.
"So," Aunt May clapped her hands. "Since we're alone, there is something I would like to talk about."
"And what's that, Aunt May?" Peter sat up straight.
"About you and Mary Jane. You two have been dating for a long time, and have been friends since childhood. What are you waiting for? You two are madly in love; why not propose to her?"
Peter looked down at the floor for a brief second before looking back up at Aunt May. "I am ready, believe me Aunt May, I am ready to ask her to marry me, but as of recently, my life has gotten a little complicated. I want to work through these problems before we take the next step."
"Problems? What kind of problems?"
"Problems that I have to work out on my own," Peter replied, not looking at Aunt May face to face.
"Peter, you don't have to share your problems with me, but you are on the verge of getting engaged. A marriage involves working on problems together. Mary Jane loves you greatly. She's going to be a big part of your life now. Don't you think you should talk to her about your problems so both of you can work them out together? If you keep pushing her away, sooner or later, there won't be a marriage and you will lose her because you've never allowed her into your heart."
Once again, her words have spoken to him deeply. She was right, and he knew it, but it was not going to be easy to tell her about his grades and especially about Eddie Brock. "You're right, Aunt May, like always."
"Of course I am. That comes with years of experience."
Peter smiled as he stood up and walked towards the window in the dinning room which the living room turned into at the far end of the living room. He opened up the window for some fresh air to get some cool air into the house. He looked down when from the corner of his eye saw Mary Jane on her way to visit him. Talking about perfect timing!
He then noticed someone walk up to her just outside his door. Peter's nostrils flared as he instantly recognized him as Eddie Brock. He turned and ran for the door. "Excuse me Aunt May for one minute." Peter ran past Aunt May and threw open the front door and ran for the stair well.
* * * *
"Ms. Watson, I presume?" Eddie walked up to Mary Jane.
"Uh, yea?" Mary Jane tilted her head, and tried to think if she knew him or not.
"You do not know me, but I'm a real good friend to your boyfriend, Peter Parker."
"Really? Funny, he never talks to me about you." Mary Jane smiled.
"I'm not surprised in the least," Eddie grinned. "In fact, I think that there is a lot that he…"
Peter came storming out of the door and stormed past Mary Jane and shoved Eddie Brock away. Mary Jane stepped back in complete shock at Peter's aggressive behavior. "Peter!"
"You stay away from MJ, do you hear me?" Peter snapped.
Eddie chuckled. "Have it your way. All I was doing was making small chat, Petey." Eddie turned around and walked away before glancing back towards Mary Jane. "He's got a short temper, doesn't he. I hope he doesn't turn that on you." With that, Eddie Brock walked away and never looked back.
"Peter Parker, what is with you?" Mary Jane said angrily.
Peter looked at her in a way she had never seen before. It almost made her stomach fill with butterflies. "Mary Jane, I'm sorry you had to see that, but please believe me, you don't want to get involved with that man."
"He seemed nice to me," Mary Jane looked past Peter to look at Brock as he disappeared amongst the hundreds of people walking on the sidewalk.
Peter sighed. "I have a confession I have to make. There are things going on in my life that you don't know about, and I'm sorry I have not shared with you these things. I was wrong not to involve you in my life, but I want to change that."
"Okay, talk to me Peter, What's going on?" Mary Jane looked him with sincere look concern for him.
It was the look that made Peter fall in love with her all over again. He couldn't believe how lucky he was to have a girl who loved him as much as she did. "I will tell you later, right now, Aunt May is upstairs. She is staying with me for a few days and wants to treat us to dinner. She will be thrilled to see you."
"Really?" Mary Jane smiled with delight. "What are we waiting for? Let's not keep Aunt May waiting."
* * * *
Dr. Connors came home to find his wife sitting on the couch reading. She immediately put the book down and jumped to her feet when he entered through the front door. "Curt, how bad was it?"
"It was pretty bad," Curt walked to the couch and moaned as he nearly collapsed onto the couch. "They wouldn't let me see the damage, and I was questioned by a detective, but that was about all."
"You were questioned? Why?" Martha asked.
"Because I was there about the time this whole thing happened and yet I don't remember any of it."
"You don't remember? Is it possible that something you were working on caused you to black out or something?"
"That's exactly what I think must have happened, but that doesn't explain what happened to my clothes?" Curt looked at his torn clothes that were on his body.
"Let's get your mind off this whole mess. Our son is over at Johnny's house for a sleep over. Go get changed, and let's spend the night on the town, and maybe pick you up some new clothes."
"I suppose it wouldn't hurt."
The door bell rang a few hours after the visit from Eddie Brock. Peter was not in the mood for another visit. His mind was more on his life going down the tubes. Reluctantly, he made his way to the door and opened it. Standing there was Aunt May. "Aunt May?"
"I hope you don't mind if I come to pay you a visit," Aunt may slowly walked into his apartment. "I wanted to pay you a visit. I don't get to see my favorite nephew too often."
Peter smiled, closing the door behind her and guiding her to his living room, carrying her luggage with him. "It's great to see you, Aunt May. How long are you thinking about staying?"
"A couple of days," Aunt May said after groaning as she gently sat back into the couch. "I would love to see Mary Jane. I was thinking that I would treat the two of you too dinner tonight; that is if you're not too busy."
"Oh no, I'm free the rest of the day," Peter said as he sat down next to her.
"Really? Where are you getting all of you free time? For the past year, you've been so busy, I had seldom seen you."
Peter shrugged. "I suppose I've trying to get my life back in order." Peter smiled.
"I'm happy to hear that. I've always believed that you were taking upon yourself too much, but then again, you've always been like that. You would always frown when you got a B in one of your classes in high school."
"Trust me, Aunt May, things have definitely changed." Peter was thinking about all the bad grades that he had been receiving this whole semester. At that moment, he would do anything for a B.
"So," Aunt May clapped her hands. "Since we're alone, there is something I would like to talk about."
"And what's that, Aunt May?" Peter sat up straight.
"About you and Mary Jane. You two have been dating for a long time, and have been friends since childhood. What are you waiting for? You two are madly in love; why not propose to her?"
Peter looked down at the floor for a brief second before looking back up at Aunt May. "I am ready, believe me Aunt May, I am ready to ask her to marry me, but as of recently, my life has gotten a little complicated. I want to work through these problems before we take the next step."
"Problems? What kind of problems?"
"Problems that I have to work out on my own," Peter replied, not looking at Aunt May face to face.
"Peter, you don't have to share your problems with me, but you are on the verge of getting engaged. A marriage involves working on problems together. Mary Jane loves you greatly. She's going to be a big part of your life now. Don't you think you should talk to her about your problems so both of you can work them out together? If you keep pushing her away, sooner or later, there won't be a marriage and you will lose her because you've never allowed her into your heart."
Once again, her words have spoken to him deeply. She was right, and he knew it, but it was not going to be easy to tell her about his grades and especially about Eddie Brock. "You're right, Aunt May, like always."
"Of course I am. That comes with years of experience."
Peter smiled as he stood up and walked towards the window in the dinning room which the living room turned into at the far end of the living room. He opened up the window for some fresh air to get some cool air into the house. He looked down when from the corner of his eye saw Mary Jane on her way to visit him. Talking about perfect timing!
He then noticed someone walk up to her just outside his door. Peter's nostrils flared as he instantly recognized him as Eddie Brock. He turned and ran for the door. "Excuse me Aunt May for one minute." Peter ran past Aunt May and threw open the front door and ran for the stair well.
* * * *
"Ms. Watson, I presume?" Eddie walked up to Mary Jane.
"Uh, yea?" Mary Jane tilted her head, and tried to think if she knew him or not.
"You do not know me, but I'm a real good friend to your boyfriend, Peter Parker."
"Really? Funny, he never talks to me about you." Mary Jane smiled.
"I'm not surprised in the least," Eddie grinned. "In fact, I think that there is a lot that he…"
Peter came storming out of the door and stormed past Mary Jane and shoved Eddie Brock away. Mary Jane stepped back in complete shock at Peter's aggressive behavior. "Peter!"
"You stay away from MJ, do you hear me?" Peter snapped.
Eddie chuckled. "Have it your way. All I was doing was making small chat, Petey." Eddie turned around and walked away before glancing back towards Mary Jane. "He's got a short temper, doesn't he. I hope he doesn't turn that on you." With that, Eddie Brock walked away and never looked back.
"Peter Parker, what is with you?" Mary Jane said angrily.
Peter looked at her in a way she had never seen before. It almost made her stomach fill with butterflies. "Mary Jane, I'm sorry you had to see that, but please believe me, you don't want to get involved with that man."
"He seemed nice to me," Mary Jane looked past Peter to look at Brock as he disappeared amongst the hundreds of people walking on the sidewalk.
Peter sighed. "I have a confession I have to make. There are things going on in my life that you don't know about, and I'm sorry I have not shared with you these things. I was wrong not to involve you in my life, but I want to change that."
"Okay, talk to me Peter, What's going on?" Mary Jane looked him with sincere look concern for him.
It was the look that made Peter fall in love with her all over again. He couldn't believe how lucky he was to have a girl who loved him as much as she did. "I will tell you later, right now, Aunt May is upstairs. She is staying with me for a few days and wants to treat us to dinner. She will be thrilled to see you."
"Really?" Mary Jane smiled with delight. "What are we waiting for? Let's not keep Aunt May waiting."
* * * *
Dr. Connors came home to find his wife sitting on the couch reading. She immediately put the book down and jumped to her feet when he entered through the front door. "Curt, how bad was it?"
"It was pretty bad," Curt walked to the couch and moaned as he nearly collapsed onto the couch. "They wouldn't let me see the damage, and I was questioned by a detective, but that was about all."
"You were questioned? Why?" Martha asked.
"Because I was there about the time this whole thing happened and yet I don't remember any of it."
"You don't remember? Is it possible that something you were working on caused you to black out or something?"
"That's exactly what I think must have happened, but that doesn't explain what happened to my clothes?" Curt looked at his torn clothes that were on his body.
"Let's get your mind off this whole mess. Our son is over at Johnny's house for a sleep over. Go get changed, and let's spend the night on the town, and maybe pick you up some new clothes."
"I suppose it wouldn't hurt."