a/n: I have had a few questions concerning how i'm doing the story. Yes i am going with the movie, or originally i was, but then that got really hard so i also threw in a bit of something that i wanted in there. All in all i was following the movie, but now i'm not as much. I hope that makes sense...
This is a bit of a long chapter for this story, but I just couldn't figure a good ending at all. I hope you think it ends well. Please r and r.
Ch. 13
I drop her off inside on the couch that I usually sit on.
"You don't seem like a person to hurt someone else Otto," she responds to the silence, "Oh," she seems shocked; "My I call you that?"
"I'm shocked myself, shy would she care? "Sure," I half heartedly respond.
"Why did you kidnap me?" she asks many questions, I guess she really doesn't see the answer that lies right in her face, the four answers constantly swirling in the air before her.
"Because," I answer, half heartedly again.
"Because why?" her voice has a natural laughter to it.
"Because there was a point I needed to prove..." I trail off and stare at the wall ahead of me.
We sit in silence a long time. She stares at me, studying me, like the tentacles are studying her. The atmosphere is uneasy, her and I shift constantly.
"I'm sorry," she finally says.
"I'm sorry too," I answer.
"Why are you sorry?" she looks at me, her head tilted to the side.
"You first," I insist.
"I heard about your wife, she seems really nice. My one friend apparently met the two of you, he was at your demonstration as well," she catches me off guard.
"Peter Parker?" I ask.
"Yep," she laughs, "I guess it's a small world. Now, why are you sorry?"
"For everything I have and will put you through," I lower my head in shame.
"Don't be."
"What?"
"Could you control it?" in truth the answer is no.
"I don't know, probably not..."
"Then you shouldn't be sorry," she finishes.
There's another beat of silence.
"Was she a good pick?" Sarah asks me.
I turn to her, "Fine one."
Mary turns to me, "Pardon?"
"You didn't hear Sarah?" I ask her, and she looks like I'm crazy. "They talk to me, my tentacles I mean. I named them to talk to them easier. There's Sarah, Kris, Bethany, and Liz. Sarah asked if you were a "good choice" referring to the point that they don't really know about human interaction," she looks at me and giggles.
"I'm sorry, she answers for herself, "but the names are so interesting, and all girl names too."
I start to laugh as well, "I guess you're right..."
"I don't get it," Sarah starts.
"Something good?" Kris asks.
"Apparently so," Bethany answers.
"Hopefully," Liz adds.
"We'll never understand them..." all four sigh at once, making me laugh harder.
We stop laughing and there's another silence, but this one isn't as nerve wrecking.
She finally yawns and states, "I'm tired. You have a place for me to sleep?"
"Yes, actually," I stand and move towards her, "Follow me."
I lead her up the steps and to a room in the hall that is right next to mine.
"I'm sorry there are no windows, but there is a bathroom. And also, the door will be locked, but if you get up before me and need something just yell, I'll hear you. My room's right there," I point to it.
"Thank you," she whispers shyly.
"I'm sorry," I say again.
"I told you, don't worry about it, it'll be over soon," I hope that right along with her.
She goes in the room and the tentacles lock the door behind her.
"I like her," Sarah states.
"Me too."
"Jumpy though."
"A little scary to me."
I walk into my room, also yawning.
"I'm ready to sleep, good night," I change and crawl into bed, awaiting the next morning for real human contact.
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I wake up with Sarah and Kris shaking me.
I hear the shower going and look over at the clock, which reads 8:30.
"Why so early?" I point the question to no one.
I stand up and stretch, my back cracking and causing my tentacles to squirm a bit. I do have some control over them.
I quickly change so as to be ready. I may have kidnapped her, but she doesn't need to be treated like it. I didn't want to hurt her, and I never could, even if I tried.
I hear the shower turn off and go downstairs to quickly get some breakfast, after unlocking her door.
There isn't much that I know that she might like. I get out the ingredients for waffles. I know that the automatic waffle maker is quick enough.
I quickly mix some batter as Bethany preheats the waffle maker. I quickly pour in some mix. I set the timer and wait. The buzzer sounds very annoyingly, but I ignore that and pour in the next batch.
The process goes on twice more and then I stop and turn to see her just now appearing in the doorway.
"I like that room," she blandly comments.
"Thanks, it was mine once, so I fixed it up a bit," I answer.
She nods her head, letting me know she heard me.
She stands for a while, very uneasy, staring every now and then at a tentacle that brushes by her, busying itself with chores. She doesn't understand how nice they are to me, and that they have no intention of hurting her.
I look at her wrist and see a bruise.
"What happened?" I point to it.
"Oh, I think last night, with the tentacle things and all..." she trails.
"Sorry," I apologize for things that only I hear.
We stand and stare at each other for a bit, her a bit skeptical and I just confused.
"I made some waffles, I hope you like them," I sound uneasy.
"They're about the only good thing for breakfast, though they do add up..." she sounds just like a model.
"Mary Jane, may I ask you something?"
"You just did," she giggles at her own joke.
"What did you think of me, when you heard about me on the news? And don't be afraid, I don't care," I add the last bit in a hurry.
"Seriously?"
"Yes."
"I thought that you were just another one that Spiderman needed to take care of," the name sets my tentacles into a panic.
"Traitorous witch!"
"Cheat!"
"Evil!"
"Unworthy!"
They keep going and I stare as they stare at her. I quickly speak up, "Please, don't say that name, it upsets them."
Kris zooms at her and she backs up to the wall, "So I see."
"Kris!" I scold, and she backs off.
"I never understood why that of all names sets them off, it has ever since the accident," I really would like to know.
"It's not your fault," she smiles at me, then looks back to Bethany, who is closest.
"Bethany, Liz, Sarah," the three quickly go back to their chores as Kris has already done.
"I'm truly sorry, I don't know why they hate you like this, they never hated anyone like this before."
"Then why did they kill those people?" she questions me again on killing.
"Because those people were trying to kill me first, or at least they had guns..." my voice seems foreign.
I set out plates for her and me, and then get the waffles out. I set out some glasses and get some Orange Juice; all the while the tentacles just do chores and watch some TV.
She looks over at my right arm and she quickly looks up at me again.
"What happened?" she asks quietly.
I look down and roll up my sleeve, allowing the rose shaped scar to show.
"Long story," I answer.
"I have time," she pushes.
"It's personal," I defend.
"Oh," and she stops.
A few seconds go by and I speak again, "After Rose died I was in shambles. There was nothing that I saw to live for. Nothing left in this world was enough to hold me here. I wanted to die. I saw my chance and I cut this rose, this memory of her into me as the tentacles watched. They worried and didn't let me do anymore, but I still keep this, as a memory that will never go away, my last memory of Rose, my wife..." I sigh.
She looks down at her food, "I'm sorry..."
"No," I look her in the eyes, "There's no reason to be sorry, it's my fault she's dead..."
She walks over, cautiously eyeing the tentacles, then she puts her hand on my shoulder. "No one can ever change what is meant to happen. People die, but others are meant to go on. YOU were meant to go on, whether to good or to evil none can tell, but you need to keep going, knowing that it isn't, wasn't, and never will be your fault."
I smile weakly at her and we finish breakfast in silence.
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Days go by un-eventfully here. There are few things that have happened.
The tentacles finally warmed up to her, and she almost warmed up to them.
We trust each other and that makes many things easier. I hope everyday for peacefulness, but that will all change soon.
The police got a lead yesterday, they know where I live, they will come soon...
a/n: well as you can tell the next chapter will be VERY eventful. Even I'm getting excited. Please review!
