This is the second of two endings…

"Wow…"she whispered just enough for him to hear, his hands held her tightly to him.

"Ok, so are you going to tell me?" Peter tried his best to say straight.

"Wha?" She replied, mental blanc, what is he talking about?

"Where are we going?" She looked puzzled, but then realised.

"Coffee shop around the corner" noticing the way his heart was raging in his chest, only inches from her ear.

Upon this answer the two didn't move. Ambience of this kind was new to both of them, and neither wanted to break the spell.

Until something did it for them.

An annoying beeping tune emanated from Mary Jane's pocket, it was her mobile phone. Stepping back from Peter's warm embrace she fumbled through her jacket for the out of date communication device. Flicking the accept button without looking she placed it to her ear as Peter smiled dizzily on at her.

The voice on the other end sent a sudden shockwave of fear down Mary Jane's spine, it was him.

"Hi MJ, its you ever loving boyfriend John, remember me? I know you said don't call you but I'm bored and was wondering if you had finished rehearsing yet?" John Jameson churned out horrific word after horrific word, each syllable sawing at Peter's enhanced hearing. His bottom lip was shaking, he could feel it, he swallowed hard, and he could hear it.

"Erm John hey, I thought I told you I was busy, I'll call you back." With that she heard faintly from the receiver the words "love you" before she cut him off. He wasn't meant to call, She had forgotten to turn her mobile off. Damn it John, why don't you listen. She looked up to see Peter walking away, oh my god could he hear that? Not stopping to dwell on how he could possibly have heard her mobile from where he was she gave chase, this was going to be messy. In these split seconds between her phone going off and looking up to see him disappearing, everything was all right with the world, it was a feeling she would often look back on with favoured remembrance.

"Peter, Peter wait!" She called, but he was unresponsive, maintaining the plod of his feet on the floor like dead weights.

She jumped in front of him and placed her hands on his shoulders at full length to halt his advance, "Peter please"

"Why should I? This was all a mistake, now leave me alone" He was stern but she could see he was just numb from hearing John, he was hurting more than she had seen him before, it pained her to see him like this, it was destroying her knowing that she had done this. Since before she could remember she had seen Peter be taken apart my members of the football team, but he had never looked like he did now, Soulless.

Mary Jane didn't speak; she had no idea what to say. Her hands still kept him at bay, and he was drowning in waves of raw emotion, and if he was going down, he wasn't going easily.

"What am I to you? A bit on the side? Is he not enough for you?" He had so many things swirling in his head, so many cuts that bled vicious knives to his tongue.

"Tell me! Was tonight just because you were bored, needed a little 'entertainment'? I thought you were genuine, thought you cared, but you only ever wanted to use me! Fucking had me wrapped around your fing..er" At this point his eyes were red, tears scraping down his cheeks, Mary Jane was sobbing, physically moved by them, fuel to the fire burning in Peter's chest. His mind was eating him alive, how long had she been with this John? Was she thinking of him not two minutes ago when she had kissed him? Argh!

"Get the Hell out of my way!" He blurted out, but her hands didn't move. She was choking on the words she needed to tell him, and wasn't going to let him walk away without hearing them.

"You pretty much told me we would never be anything more than friends, my friend, she set us up" Her green eyes bleeding tears, pleading with his raging blue to listen, forgive, anything but this, "I could never give up on you, but I doubted you would ever let me in!" Her sobbing was heavy, his lip still shaking uncontrollably.

"So he's there for fun while you tried it on with me? Move!" Peter didn't want to hear anymore, being in this street, seeing her was clawing at his heart, shredding his very core. Her fingers dug into his shoulders in desperation.

"Peter there has never been anybody else! I love you! Don't do this!" She wept, she had never meant for this. Her friend had set up MJ and John only 5 days ago, and already John was telling her he loved her. Mary Jane couldn't give up on Peter, she was going to chuck John at even the slightest wink from Pete, but she had no idea how Peter would see this, it was like she had cheated on him, but had never been with in the first place. She had a boyfriend, and that's what was killing him, Peter had thought he had finally won in life, but to find she wasn't his to take was like being hit by a bus, to come so close, only to fail. She needed to tell him, make him understand John meant nothing to her, that she was Peter's.

He swept her hands from him and moved past her, he had to get away from here, anywhere, as far as he could.

"Enjoy your life MJ" The words had that feeling of finality to them, the one which would haunt MJ, and she turned to see him move extraordinarily fast into an alley behind her. It was only about 30 seconds later that she shock wore off, and she ran after him, crying his name.

Turning into the alley, it was bare, he was gone.

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The storm was fierce, the rain crashed down around Peter as he crouched on the edge of a skyscraper, spread fingers holding him to the vertical surface, the night sky illuminated with every crack of thunder which cracked the 1am sky. He sighed as he looked out across the city he had given so much for, only to be forsaken. The rain dripping down his face masked the tears that ran from his eyes, his mask being squeezed in an ever-tightening fist. He was so high up that it didn't matter if he wore his mask or not, the city was caped in pitch black and nobody dared venture out into the storm, unless they welcomed the risk of not returning, Peter Parker being one of these. People only returned when they could, but he couldn't return, he had nothing to return to. It was around 2am, and the rain showed no sign of stopping, and it suited Peter just fine.

>>>This is the ending which I originally intended, which leads on to the dum dum dum, Sequel! Thank you for the reviews please let me know what you think of these different ends. And before you lose hope, they will get back together! I'm going to start work on the next fic very soon, in the mean time please please please click on my author name and let me know what you think of my other spiderman story 'I Can See It In Your Eyes', I'll love you forever!