Before you all get excited, know that these next few chapters were written by dreamcatcher shadow. However, she has now become unable to continue and will be deleting it from her account. So, I'm moving her chapters over here and putting the entire fic back up for adoption. If interested, please PM me. Thanks!

The Alien Symbiote Made Me Do It

Chapter 9: Not Ashamed

Eddie's POV

"Eddie, sweetheart, are you okay?" I hear my foster mom ask me as I sit at the table, picking at the tall stack of pancakes she made me like a bird. She could always tell when I was upset, just like my real mom. I still had Peter and the symbiote on my mind. I couldn't hide how much it worried me to see him bonded to it. It scared me. Who knows what that thing could do? It wasn't even from earth! How can I know it would hurt him or not?

"Yeah, mom, I'm fine. Just a little tired." I fibbed, not wanting her to worry. Even though I was always a bad liar, with the fact that she was a very protective mother most of the times, it was a bad combo. She looked at me with a stern look that always managed to break me into telling her the truth.

"Honey, I know when something's up. You're not eating. And you have to be pretty upset about something when you turn down my pancakes,….or any food in general." She said, joking at the last part because she knew I had always had a big appetite. I couldn't help but smile and glare playfully at her.

"I'm just not hungry." I said. She gasped overdramtically.

"You must be sick! There's no way my Eddie would ever say he's not hungry!" she joked as she put her hand to my forehead, feeling my temp. I laughed and pushed her hand away.

"Mom, seriously! I'm fine!" I said as I calmed down my laughing. She sat down at the table.

"Are you sure? You wanna talk about it?" she asked. I smile warmly at her. One of the many reasons I love her. She was always understanding and caring. She reminded me of my real mother.

"You remember that symbiote that landed here, and it attached itself to Peter's leg?" I asked. I told my mom that Peter had the symbiote, she knew how to keep a secret along with dad, but, of course, I didn't tell her spiderman was my boyfriend.

"Oh yes, how is he?" she asked.

"Fine, so far, but….I don't know what this thing is fully capable of. I'm just scared it will hurt him." I said. She put her hand on top of mine.

"Honey, Peter will know if it's hurting him. You can still remove it, can't you?" she asked. I nodded.

"Yeah, but not for long, and he's thinking about bonding to it forever." I said.

"Well, I'm sure it would've hurt him by now. It's been on him for a week, hasn't it?" she asked. I nodded.

"Everything will be fine, sweetie. Your boyfriend is a very smart kid. He will know what's right." She said. I smiled.

"Thanks mom." I said.

"What are we talking about in here?" My dad asked as he stepped in.

"Nothing much, just his boyfriend." My mom smiled and I blushed. My dad chuckled and ruffled my hair.

"That's my boy. He's treating you right, isn't he?" He asked, giving me a look. I laugh.

"Yes, he is, don't worry." I said.

"Good. I'd like to have a little talk with him after you pick him from school today. Just wanna make sure what he's gonna expect if he hurts my boy." He said, jokingly cracking his knuckles and trying to look intimidating. I smile and shake my head.

"You're going to scare him off." I joke as I ate what was on my plate, feeling a bit better.

Peter's POV

The very last thing I expected to see on my locker this morning when I walked to school was the word 'faggot' spray painted on it. I gasped and ran to it, trying to wipe it off, but it was completely dry. Others began to crowd around me, looking at my locker, some beginning to laugh at my expense. I feel my face heat up in embarrassment.

:What is this new negative feeling? We don't like it: said the symbiote. But I ignored it and turned around, glaring at the crowd.

"Who did this?" I yell. Suddenly, I hear a ridiculous laugh fill the air, and I immediately knew who it was.

"Saw you kissing Brock the other day, Puny Parker. I always knew you two were gay for each other! Guess that whole 'bro' thing meant something way more!" he laughed.

"Shut up! What would you know? Eddie is a hundred times the man you'll ever be!" I yelled. Flash scuffed.

"The gay man with the most pathetic person in the school." He laughed as he walked off with his buddies. I almost feel tears forming into my eyes, but I held back and continued on with class. I'll let the janitor clean up my locker.

The day only became worse. Everyone was avoiding me. They would call me faggot, queer, any name in the book. Some said I should die and go to Hell. I couldn't believe how many close minded people were in this school! Luckily, Gwen and Harry were understanding and stood by my side, but it still didn't stop the teasing.

I was lucky to get through the rest of school without breaking down crying. The symbiote kept complaining about the negative emotions, but I could care less. I had more problems right now.

At the end of school came a huge disaster. I saw my yearbook photo blown up along side Eddie's senior year one on the wall of the school outside. Some then wrote 'queens' at the bottom of it. I felt so much anger in my heart and ran to it, tearing it down like a wild animal.

:Strange, this emotion feels heated, strong, yet very unpleasant: said the symbiote. Before I could tell it to shut up, I heard Flash laughing behind me.

"Everyone knows you're gay for Brock, Parker. Why don't you get your fag ass out of this school for all of our sakes." He laughed.

"Screw you!" I yell. "There's nothing wrong with me loving another guy! I thought love was supposed to be blind! Doesn't anyone remember that anymore!" Flash smirked.

"So tell me, how's Brock in bed? Did he make you scream?" he teased. I growl.

"None of your damn business!" I yell. Flash burst out laughing and walked up to me.

"So he did! Man, I always knew you were a little bitch, now, you're just Brock's bitch." He laughed. I grinned when a thought passed my mind.

"Oh, and he didn't make you his bitch when he beat your ass when he was here?" I asked. I immediately regretted it. I felt my spidey sense went off, but I wasn't quick enough when I felt a fist to my gut and a knee to my groin. I fall over in pain, twisting pain erupting in my middle.

"You piece of crap! Brock only beaten me when you were too pathetic to face me yourself! I don't see what the hell Brock likes about you! But if he's willing to be gay for you, he's just as bad! He's just a big whore who would go after anyone, even you, if that's the case!" Flash snarled. Before I could get up and beat the crap out of him for insulting Eddie, I hear him cry out in pain as I look up, seeing an enraged look on Eddie's face as he held him by the collar.

Eddie's POV

That son of a bitch! He was gonna pay for what he said and did! Gwen told me everything that happened when I arrived. I tried to find Peter as soon as I could. Unfortunately, I was too late. The next thing I knew, I see Peter writhing in pain on the concrete, with no other than Flash Thompson standing over him. I ran over as fast as I could. I should've figured it in the first place. That bastard won't ever leave Peter alone, no matter how much I tried to beat it into his thick skull.

"What did you just call me?" I snarled as I kneed him in his groin. He squeaked and fell to the ground. I fisted my hand into his hair and jerked his head up.

"Listen you bastard. If I ever see you making fun or hurting my boyfriend again, I will personally mess you up so bad you'll be breathing through a tube!" I growled. He glared weakly, despite all I've done to him.

"Go to hell, Brock." He hissed. I bopped him in the mouth, sending him back. He looked up at me, blood running down his lip.

"You wanna know why I love Peter? Here's the reason why. One, he's not you! Exact opposite! He's a million times more of a man than you will ever dream of being! He's smart, kind hearted, strong, and waybetter looking than you!" I said as I helped Peter from the ground, dusting him off a bit and putting an arm around his shoulders protectively.

"And what the hell do you know about us? How will you ever know the love we have for each other? Someone like you will never find love! And you know that!" I shouted. I was beginning to draw a crowd, but I only smirked, thinking of something.

"I'm in love with Peter Parker! And I don't care what you all think!" I shouted at everyone. I then grabbed Peter's face with my hands and kissed him hard on the lips. He was a bit surprised at first, but then relaxed and pressed back. Some people gasped, others kept their mouths shut. Everyone still knew me from being a senior here last year, but they didn't know I was gay. I didn't come out to them in high school, so it must be a surprise, but like I said, I don't give a shit. Who can tell me who to love? It was my life. As long as I was my happiest with Peter, that was the only thing that mattered. Why should I care of other people's opinion? They're not in this relationship, just me and Peter. I then felt Peter pull back.

"I don't give a shit what you all think either! I love Eddie Brock, and that's all that matters! I am not ashamed one bit of loving him! I never felt happier when I'm with him! And no one is taking that from me!" Peter yelled, even louder than me. I smile and felt my heart warm around that as I take Peter's hand.

"Let's get out of here." I said. He smiled and nodded as I led him out of there, Flash keeping his mouth shut as he got back up. No one dared to say a thing to us.

"Are you okay?" I asked worriedly. He lifted up his shirt to reveal a black and purple bruise forming on his stomach. It looked so painful I felt myself wince.

"Oh, Petey." I said running my fingers over it.

"Not as bad as it looks, I'll heal." He smiled. I hugged him close to my chest, wanting to take the pain away from him.

"Come on, I'll take you back to my house for a bit." I said. He nodded and climbed onto my bike as we rode back to my home.

Peter's POV

I said it once and I'll say it again. I'm so lucky to have Eddie. What started off as a horrible day turned into something so wonderful. We both now knew we loved each other, and no one will ever tear us apart.

"Oh Peter, are you alright?" I hear Eddie's foster mom, Beth, ask me as I walked in. She must have seen how beaten up I was.

"Flash Thompson." Eddie simply said.

"Oh god, will that boy ever leave poor Peter alone?" she sighed as she cupped my face into her hands and looked me over. I smile at her caring mother instinct. Eddie was lucky to have a mom like her.

"What happened?" Eddie's foster dad, Will, came in and saw me as well.

"Someone found out Peter was with me and decided to beat him up for it."Eddie growled. William frowned.

"That stupid Flash Thompson?" he asked. Me and Eddie nodded.

"I brought him over to help heal him and cheer him up from the bad day he's been having." Eddie smiled at me. I grin back.

"Of course, honey. Peter is always welcomed over here. Let us know if you need anything." Beth said. We nodded as Eddie led me to the front room. He brought in the first aid kit. He put healing medicine on my bruise and wrapped a gauge over it. I smile.

"Thanks. I could've gotten it myself." I insisted.

"You've been through too much, just let me." He grinned back, leaning up and stealing a quick kiss. I smile and watched him put the kit away as we layed down next to each other on the couch and turned on the television. But we didn't bother watching what was on, seeing how we were too busy making out anyway.

:Oh, there's that 'lusty' feeling you've told us about: said the symbiote. Right now, it could talk all it wanted, I was with Eddie, that's all that ever mattered.

To Be Continued