Author's Note: I don't own anything except Lindsey.
When Lindsey and Gwen arrived at their house, Gwen led Lindsey to the guest bedroom. She opened the door for her and Lindsey tried not to cry. She felt so sad and broken. She wanted to break down. But something was holding her back. She and Gwen set up the bed and Lindsey felt like she was a zombie. She could barely move.
"Lindsey, I'm sorry."
Lindsey sadly smiled as she tried to hide the fact she had been crying all of the sudden. They hugged each other tightly as Lindsey finally let go and curled up onto her bed. She pulled the covers over her as she bawled. Gwen shut the door leaving Lindsey alone.
The next morning Lindsey was awoken with a gentle shake. She woke up to see Flash. "Flash?" she wiped her eyes.
"Oh Lindsey!" he threw his arms around her and hugged her.
"What are you doing here?"
"Gwen called me last night and told me what happened. I'm so sorry. I wanted you to know that I am here for you. I know I screwed things up the first time. But I would really love it if we could be friends again. I really miss having you in my life," Flash admitted, "I'm so mad at Peter and the way he treats you. You deserve so much better!"
"Do you mean it Flash?"
"Of course."
Lindsey got out of bed as Flash helped her up. Flash walked downstairs as Lindsey got dressed. "Did you want to visit your father? I can drive you," offered Gwen when Lindsey finally came down the steps.
"Would you like me to come as moral support?"
"I want to make this visit alone. I appreciate your offers though," smiled Lindsey.
Lindsey walked out of the front door and into the city. She pulled her black jacket closer to her body to feel the warmth. She walked along the sidewalk carrying on. She didn't realize that on the way she would pass Peter's house. She felt her heart stop for a moment as she neared the house. Lindsey pulled her hood over her head as she began to walk by. Aunt May was in the garden with Peter. They were working on some sort of project together. Lindsey didn't look up when walking past them. Peter noticed the girl in the black jacket after it was too late. He knew in his heart though who it was. Lindsey always smelt like vanilla and cinnamon. The scent that lingered was exactly that. His heart broke.
"Wait up Lindsey!" yelled two voices.
Peter ran over the fence and saw Gwen and Flash. He felt so angry that they were the ones supporting her. It should have been him. He placed his hands on the wooden fence accidentally crushing part of it due to his anger. He had to remind himself to calm down.
Lindsey turned to see Peter looking at her. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying. He couldn't muster up the courage to say anything. She looked at him sadly and painfully. Gwen urged Lindsey along and Flash walked over to Peter. "Looks like you screwed up again…Parker."
Peter didn't say a word. "She will be mine again. After I prove to her that I've changed my ways she will never want you again."
"I wouldn't be so sure Flash," growled Peter.
"If you were the man everyone thought you were you would be together right now, but alas you are not," sneered Flash as he walked away.
Peter looked at his Aunt May who had snuck up behind him. "Go after her, fight for love," smiled Aunt May.
"What if she never wants to see me again?"
"And what if she's the one that got away?"
Peter hopped over the fence and ran after them. He was going to get back the girl he loved.