Well here's chapter three. Man I am sorry this story is so out there. I feel like it's kind of difficult to write now that I've actually started it. I almost have to be in a bad mood to write it. I've just got writer's block. Oh well, I hope you all enjoy it either way!

Wade left that morning. I took care of Aunt May all day but decided that I needed a night to myself. I put on my outfit. I wasn't going on patrol but I wanted to venture out once more. I put aunt may to bed and went out, locking the door on the way out. I swing from building to building until I got to my favorite building in this town. This building was nothing special, it was actually a rather shitty building. However, that might be part of the reason why I like it so much. Something so shitty can lead to something so beautiful, because the view from up here was fantastic. You can see the river and across it is a simple view but it is so beautiful. I slid my mask off and sat down curling my legs into my arms then resting my head on my knees. The air outside is cold and crisp but it is refreshing. I pulled my sleeves up and looked at my cuts. I know I shouldn't cut myself but sometimes it just seems like the only answer. I remember when I first started coming here it was with Wade. We had just began "dating" and he wanted me to see his secret place. Things where so easy then. Gwen was alive, in fact she didn't really even know me. Aunt May was in great condition. Life was going well. Things have just spun out of control.

"Hey Spidey, I was starting to miss that outfit." Wade said scarring the shit out of me.

"Goddamnit Wade!" I yelled.

"What, I did nothing."

"You scared the shit out of me."

"Sorry," He began to speak as I got up flashing him a good glance at my raw arms. I quickly pulled my sleeves down. "I mean it." He continued as if he saw nothing. "I am sorry for this whole day, I was way out of place when I said what I did this morning."

"It's fine, I know how you are. Things just haven't been easy and I lashed out on you. So I am sorry too."

"Well now that that is settled, care to explain your arm."

"Well you see Wade, when a person is born they grow these things called limbs, one of which is what we call an arm."

"Don't be a smartass, you know that's my department. Tell me why there are cuts all up and down them. I know you do it to yourself so explain yourself."

"I'm not getting out of this one am I?"

"Nope. Now speak."

"Well things are hard anymore, it helps."

"Spidey I've been there but you need to pull yourself out of this. Cutting yourself, burning, pick your poison but none of it helps in the long run. It just leaves scars."

"I know." I sighed. We had both sat back down and my cupped my face with my hands. "Wade, Gwen is dead because of me, Uncle Ben is dead because of me, Mary Jane left me, Aunt May is dying, and I don't know how to deal with all this."

"I know baby," He put his arm around my shoulder "Just promise me you'll stop. Hurting themselves is my job as well." He joked.

"Wade."

"I mean it." Though we didn't say anything the rest of the night we sat there in a peaceful silence. He held me in his arms as we looked out into the night sky. It was approaching 11 pm when I finally spoke.

"Want to spend the night with me?"

"Do I ever."

"Okay, let's go then." We walked back to my house and went straight to my room.

"You know I think this is the first time I have actually been invited to spend the night. I usually just come over. Anyways, while we are here I want you to throw away all of your cutting instruments."

"What?"

"You heard me, you don't need them anymore. I'm here and I say we are dating and I will make you stop this behavior."

"Fine, whatever you say. As long as we can sleep." I said not meaning a word of it. I'll buy more razors if I need to. I handed him my stash and he placed them in his pocket. We got into bed right afterwards and fell asleep.