Author's Note: I don't own anything except Lindsey who is an oc.
There was a change of the weather; the sunny and windy day had went to dark and stormy. The rain began to pour and it began to hail. The wind went from gentle to gusty in a short amount of time. It was indeed a dark day. It was the day of Peter's Uncle's funeral.
Peter wore his best black suit and looked at himself in the mirror. Gwen was downstairs with his Aunt May holding her hand and listening to her cry. Peter sighed and looked at himself. He looked worn and tired. He had been crying on and off most of the night. When he was finished he walked downstairs and hugged his Aunt and kissed Gwen's cheek. He felt so drained and depressed. He had not eaten much in the past few days. Peter hadn't contacted Lindsey and wasn't even sure if she was coming to the funeral. He had hoped she would so he could see her.
"Let's go," Aunt May wiped away her fresh tears. The three of them all gathered into a car and drove to the funeral site. They were the first to arrive and slowly more and more people began to arrive. Peter looked up every time someone showed up hoping it was Lindsey but to his dismay she didn't appear. People would approach the three of them giving their condolences and Aunt May would smile as she held back tears. Peter seemed to be off in his own little world. He didn't say much as Gwen would lay her head on his shoulder.
"Aunt May, did you hear if Lindsey was coming?" asked Peter as he looked at the doors again.
Gwen took her head off of Peter's shoulder and glared at him. "You invited her?" Gwen snapped.
Aunt May looked at Gwen and said, "The last time I checked this was my husband's funeral and not yours."
Gwen shut her mouth as she protectively wrapped her arms around Peter. "I am not sure Peter, I haven't heard from her," Aunt May answered.
Peter looked at the doors once more full of hope. The door opened and of course it was Lindsey. She wore a medium length black dress with a red rose belt. Her hair was pulled back in a clip that was of a butterfly. She looked around for a few moments and went outside again for a few moments. The door opened again and this time she was holding a man's hand. Peter couldn't tell who it was because they were wearing a hat and it was covering their face. He hoped it was her father Dr. Conners, his new found hero. Lindsey spotted Peter and she and the man walked up to Peter. She looked sad and her eyes were brimming with tears. "Oh Peter," she gasped as she hugged him.
Peter held on tight to her and rested his head on her shoulder. He looked at the guy behind her and his head was tilted so he still could not see who it was. Lindsey didn't want to let go of Peter and she was looking at Gwen who was glaring at her. Lindsey pulled away from Peter and went to hug Aunt May. "I'm so sorry," she whispered to Aunt May.
Aunt May touched Lindsey's cheek and Gwen felt a twinge of jealousy. Aunt May had never shown that type of affection to her. "Thank you for coming," Aunt May bowed her head.
Lindsey went to stand next to her mystery man and he finally removed his hat. Gwen and Peter gasped as they saw who it was.
"Flash?"
"Peter, Mrs. May, I am sorry for your loss," Flash said as he wrapped his arm around Lindsey.
Peter shook his head and could not believe what he was seeing. "What are you doing here?" Peter angrily snap at him.
"Relax Parker, I am here with Lindsey. I'm her date and I am not here to cause trouble."
"Date?" choked Peter.
"Yeah didn't you hear? Lindsey's my girlfriend now."
Gwen's frown disappeared and turned into a smile, she no longer had to view Lindsey as a threat. Peter felt like his whole world was being turned upside down and shaken. He felt dizzy and couldn't believe what he was hearing. His heart was pounding and his ears were ringing as Flash led Lindsey to her seat. He was gentle with her and gave her a kiss on her forehead as they sat down. She smiled up at him and kissed his cheek. He grinned as he wrapped his arm around her holding her close to him. Peter's mind was racing watching them.
The doors opened one more time and it was Dr. Conners. Peter felt a little relieved at the sight of him. He came up to both Aunt May and Peter and offered his condolences. Aunt May hugged him and whispered, "It's great to see you. It's been way too many years."
Dr. Conners looked for Lindsey and Flash and walked over to them. He hugged Lindsey and then hugged Flash. He patted Flash on the back and sat next to Lindsey. Everyone took their seats and Peter sat down where he could keep an eye on Flash and Lindsey. Why would a nice girl get mixed up with Flash? He had to get to the bottom of it. His eyes met Lindsey's and they stared at each other. She turned away from him and looked directly ahead. She had secretly wished that Peter would be happy for her. She had someone to love her and they loved her in return. She knew when she finally had an opportunity to talk to Peter he was not going to be happy.
After the funeral was over, everyone was invited to Aunt May's house for a meal. Peter was hell bent on talking to Lindsey he had to get to the bottom of the whole Flash/Lindsey thing. It was driving him crazy. They got to the house and Peter waited by the front door hoping to catch Lindsey as soon as she came in to the door. Gwen and Aunt May stood by his side as they began to let guests into the house. Gwen was watching Peter and she knew that something was wrong. She mistook it for grief, but she didn't know how wrong she was.
When Lindsey and Flash and Dr. Conners came to the front door, Peter let them in. Lindsey was the last to walk in and when she came up to Peter he grabbed her arm and looked at her seriously. "We need to talk, now," Peter aggressively whispered.
Lindsey could tell what was going to happen and she slowly nodded her head. "Aunt May, Gwen, would you excuse Lindsey and I for a moment?" asked Peter in front of all the guests.
"Where are you going?" asked Flash and Gwen and Aunt May.
"Upstairs for a minute, I forgot that I had to give something back to Peter," Lindsey forced a smile as Peter's grip on her arm grew tighter.
"Don't be gone too long," Flash smiled at Lindsey.
Peter dragged Lindsey up the stairs and opened the door to his room and thrust Lindsey inside and shut the door. He turned his back to Lindsey and for a moment she was scared. She wasn't sure how Peter was going to react and so she decided to sit down on his chair. She pulled off the clothes and sat down nervously. Peter finally turned around and he looked absolutely furious. "Peter, I-"
"Why him?" was the first thing out of Peter's mouth.
"Well," began Lindsey, "He's been hanging around with me for a little while. And he had been dropping hints here and there. I realized that I kind of sort of like him."
Peter shook his head in disbelief. "But, why him?"
Lindsey's eyes met Peter's and she could see how angry he was. Lindsey wasn't sure what to say and so she remained quiet. "Do you love him?"
Lindsey looked at the ground and then to her hands which were folded in her lap. "I don't know Peter, it's too early to tell," she whispered.
"Out of everyone, you had to choose him!" snapped Peter, "I can't believe you."
Lindsey felt a twinge of sadness and felt tears stinging her eyes. She sighed inwardly and refused to let her tears spill. She was not going to let Peter see her cry. "If you only understood Peter," she sighed.
"How can I understand when you are dating a total jerk?"
"Peter, people change all of the time."
"Lindsey, how naïve can you be? He's not going to change," Peter was yelling.
"Peter, I've seen a side of him that no one has seen. He can be a good compassionate guy. I know you don't have the greatest history with him, but maybe that can change with time," Lindsey stood up.
"It's not going to change," screamed Peter.
Lindsey was silent and wasn't sure really what to say. Peter was frantically pacing the room and he wasn't calming down. She cautiously approached him and reached out to touch his shoulder. He swung around scaring Lindsey and she touched his face. "I had hoped you would have been happy for me, but I guess I was wrong," Lindsey admitted softly.
"How can I be happy for you?" Peter's voice was hoarse.
"Because," she paused, "I found someone who could love me."
"Lindsey, he isn't the one for you."
"Peter, why do you care about this so much? This is my choice."
"You are making a mistake. He isn't the one for you."
"He may not be the one, but time will only tell"
Peter was silent as Lindsey gave Peter a hug. He felt so empty and depressed and he could barely lift up his arms. Lindsey's tears finally fell as she leaned up to kiss his cheek. "I hope that one day you can find it in your heart to be happy for me. After all you know that feeling. You have Gwen. I wish I could have something like that."
"What do you mean you wish?"
Lindsey opened the door and looked at Peter. "I want to be with someone who I can give my whole heart to and love completely. I want to be happy. I want to have a love like yours and Gwen's."
"You could be happy with someone else," tried Peter.
Lindsey looked sad. "I could, but I can't."
"Why?" Peter's voice went soft.
"There's someone that I would rather be with, but I can't be with them. They already have someone."
Lindsey walked downstairs and left Peter alone in his room. She found Flash and hugged him and apologized. "Is everything okay?" Flash asked.
"Fine," lied Lindsey.
Peter came down a few moments later and felt his heart break into two at the sight of Lindsey and Flash. She was with him for all of the wrong reasons. He was going to find out this mystery guy and try to help her be with him instead of the jerk known as Flash.
Gwen was chatting to Dr. Conners and she was drinking a glass of orange juice. She looked over at Lindsey and then back at Peter. "Did you finish with her?" Gwen's tone was snippy.
"You know Gwen, you don't have to be such a bitch."
Gwen's upper lip went tight and Dr. Conners looked over at Lindsey and he could tell something was going on. He decided to wait until they went home to talk about it. "This is my uncle's funeral," Peter snapped, "Everyone here is a guest and just because you are jealous of Lindsey doesn't mean that you need to treat her like garbage."
"Peter, we will continue this conversation later," Gwen smiled sweetly.
Dr. Conners walked away sensing an upcoming argument and stood over by Peter's Aunt to talk to her. "All you ever do is criticize Lindsey, she did nothing wrong," Peter snapped.
Gwen stormed off and Peter sighed.