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Chapter 9: Loving Him Was Red

I felt horrible. Like I just committed a crime or something. I shouldn't feel this bad, should I? To tell you the truth, I liked Peter. A lot actually but there was two things bugging me. If he actually liked me and the fact that there was still a hole in my heart from my break-up with Noah.

I was already half way home as I quickly walked down the street in the middle of crazy New York. 7 o'clock at night was probity one of the most busiest times of the day but then again, its New York. I wouldn't be surprised if it was this busy at 2 a.m.

As I buried my headphones harder into my ear, I started zoning out as I stood on the sidewalk waiting for the crosswalk.

"Losing him was blue like I'd never known. Missing him was dark grey all alone. Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you've never met, but loving him was red..."

"Where moving where?" I asked my dad in disbelief as I stood in the kitchen staring at him with wide eyes.

Dad was leaning against the kitchen sink still in his uniform while Ashely stood by the kitchen island looking like a child on Christmas morning. I was still frozen on the spot processing what I just heard. My dad then cracked a smile.

"New York! Can you believe it, Annabelle"

"But..wha...why?"

This couldn't be happening. It just couldn't.

"I got a promotion" He said as he raised his coffee before taking a ship of it.

"Oooo," Ashely said. I turned and glared at her. "I can't believe we get to go to New York. My home!" she then jumped up in excitement before running up to my dad and wrapping her tallon like arms arround my dad and kissing him ever so passionately. It made me want to puke.

I glared at them.

"No!" I screamed.

Ashely and my dad looked away from each other and looked at me with a shocked look on their faces.

"What?" They both asked at the same time.

"No!" I screamed again. "No! No! No! No!" I said as i walked down the hallway and to the front door. "We can't move!"

Ashely followed me and stood in the middle of the hallway while my father leaned against the base of the kitchen entrance.

"Look, sweety," Ashley said in her 'motherly' tone. "I know you're going miss your friends but New Yorks a big city. You'll make more friends!"

"You know Ashley, last I checked, you're not my mom. My mom's dead"

Ashley's eyes lit up and she stared at me in shock. My father's expression turned into anger as he pushed himself off the entrance and walked pass my step-mother and stood a couple feet away from me.

"Annabelle Marie Jamison, that is not way to talk to your step-mother"

"Dad," I said as I pulled my jacket off the coat tree and started pulling my arms through it. "In all honestly, I don't care. We can't leave Roseboro. I'm not going"

"You are coming to New York with us wheather you like it or not"

"But Dad I can't leave here. Everything I love is here. My friends, my life...mom"

My father then looked at me with a little bit of sympathy in his eyes. He then walked up to me and put his hand on my shoulders.

"We can always come back and visit her"

I shoved his hands off me and pushed back.

"No! We'll never get to visit her because of her!" I said angrily as I pointed to Ashley. You could tell Ashley was a little hurt.

"Annabelle-"

"No dad! I don't wanna hear it!" I opened the door and slammed it behind me as I started running down the street. it was raining pretty hard but I couldn't care less. I just need to get to Noah's. I need to talk to him. Noah's parents had gone to the lake that weekend so I knew it wouldn't be a bother if I came at this time of the night.

I got there in 10 minutes and noticed that the lights in the house were all one. Good, he's home. I walked straight up to the front door and barged right in.

"Noah! Noah!" I called as I stood at the base of the stairs.

"Anna," I turned and saw Noah standing in the middle of the living room with nothing but his sweat pants on. He had a worried looked splashed across his face. "What's wrong"

I started breaking down.

"Oh Noah," I ran up to him and wrapped my arms around him and squeezed him tightly. "I can't believe this is happening"

"What? What happened?" he said as he started pushing me back to the enterance of the house. Why was he acting funny?"

Noah I'm-"

"Hey babe," I was cut off. I felt my eyes open in fear as I turned around and saw Jenifer Redinfer, the captain of the cheerleading team, standing at the entrance of the kitchen wearing nothing but panties and the formal shirt I gave Noah for Christmas and a bottle of tequila in her hand and a glass in her other hand. She stared down at the bottle as she entered the room.

"How much do you-" She looked up and stopped when she laid eyes on me and hid the bottle and her glass behind her back.

I was now turned all the way around looking at her. I turned my head and looked at Noah with tears in my eyes.

"What is this?" I asked softly.

"Anna, it's not what it looked like" Noah said as he walked up to me and tried to put his hands on me but I pushed him away, viciously.

"Then what is it?!" I scameamed at him. "Just having an innocent visit?!"

"Anna, please"

"No Noah! I can't believe you'd do this to me!" I then started breaking down. "I thought you loved me" I said to him as I cried in my hands.

"Anna-" Noah started saying. I could hear the sadness in his voice. He then placed his hands on my arms but I pushed im away viciously again.

"Don't!" I then turned and looked at Jenifer. "I hope you both burn in hell"

I turned my heel and ran out the front door, slamming it behind me.

I felt a tear rolling down my cheek and I wiped it away quickly before anyone saw. I then noticed I was standing there by myself. Everyone was running away. Some were even staring at me in shock. What the hell was going. I could see people saying...no...yelling something at me but i couldn't hear through my music. I pulled my head phone out of my ears.

"What?" I asked but before I could get an answer, I was being blasted threw the and shot a couple of feet away from my original spot. I laid on the ground for a few seconds before pushing myself off the ground, slowly.

"What the hell just happened?" I asked myself as I pushed myself up and brushed myself off.

Sitting in the spot where I originally stood was a burning yellow cab with a bunch of claw marks all over it. What in the world made that? I stared at the burning cab producing a cloud of smoke and then saw a large green tail objects rise out of the smoke. I slowly backed away as I kept my eyes glued on the figure emerging out of the smoke. All of a sudden, a large green monster started making his way towards me with his ember coloured eyes glued on me. he smiled at with that crooked smile of him.

"Annabelle Jamison," he said to me with his raspy voice. "I'm been looking for you for a while now" he said as he pushed the burning cab across the street.

The cab hit a building with a great big band which caused an explosion to knock me off my feet and I hit the ground. Panic hit me as I scurried back to get away from the monster. Why would he want me? Is it because of my dad?

"What...do you...want with me?" I tried to ask but my gasps kept stopping me from speaking.

"It's not you who I want. It's you're friendly neighborhood savior," he then looked up at the sky. "Spider-Man!" he called with a smile.

He then looked back down at me as I continued getting away.

"What are you talking about? I know nothing about him"

"My sources tell me different," he kept on walking closer to me. "Now just sit still-"

His hand and hand reached out towards me but I immediately kicked his hand and then kicked him in the head which caused him to scream in a deathly terrifying way. I got up and bolted down the street as fast as I could. Why didn't I take up track in school?

"You can't get away from me, Miss. Jamison!" the monster called out behind me.

I could hear his feet hit the ground, causing the earth beneath me to shake. Keep running, Annabelle! You can't let him get to you. I ran faster and faster before I saw a small alley to my left. Without hesitation, I jumped into the alleyway and backed up into the darkness. Pressing my body into the brick building and kept pressing in harder as I hard the loud foot steps come closer. The monster then came into my view. He stood on the street for a second before opening his mouth, closing his eyes and breathing in the air. I held my breath as he did. Slowly, he opened his eyes and continued walking down the street. When he was out of sight and I couldn't hear his footsteps anymore, I emerged from the shadows and slowly made my way towards the street.

I ducked my head out into the open street and looked down both ends of the street before seeing that it was all clear. I needed to get out of here. Taking one step, I started running down the street before I felt something wrap around my waist. I screamed in fear as I was being held by the monster. His scaly hands were wrapped around my waist and I could feel his breath hitting my face. He then gave me that devilish smile of his.

"Thought you could escape me, didn't you" he said as I squirmed in his hold, trying to get out.

All of a sudden, the monster in front of me had a car door thrown at his head. He started to turn only to be pulled back by something, causing him to throw me in the air and let go of me. I was flying and I was waiting to hit the stone cold ground. I closed my eyes and waited for impact as the ground came closer and closer. I felt a familiar feeling again. Like the one I experience early on in the day. A nice warm feeling wrapped around my waist and my face buried into it. I inhaled that wonderful scent that I adored so much.

I slowly opened my eyes and saw that I was facing the familiar black spider logo glued onto the red background. I couldn't believe it. As I looked up, I came face to face with the masked man who I came to adore.

"Sp-Spider-Man?" I asked hesitantly.

We stayed like like for almost a second before he placed me on my feet and stood in front of me. He then put his hands on my shoulder.

"Are you alright?" he asked in fear.

I nodded but just before I could say something to him, the monster came back and started walking towards us. Spider-Man stood in front of me.

"Don't think you'll get away from me this time Pet-" The monster said before Spider-Man shot a web at his mouth, shutting him up.

"Run!" he screamed at me.

I didn't hesitate for a second. I ran down the street as fast as I could. All the while, I could hear screams and shouts coming from both the monster and Spider-Man. I stopped when I heard Spider-Man screamed a blood curdling scream. He's hurt. Something happened. I turned and stood there debating on what to do. Maybe I could help him?

I stood a step towards Spider-Man's direction but then felt a pair of hands wrapped around my shoulder. I screamed at the stop of my lungs as I was being spinned around only to come face to face with my father in his uniform.

"Hey, hey," he said as he put his hands on my face. "It's alright, you're safe"

I felt tears streaming down my eyes as I buried my face into his chest and wrapped my arms around him. I could feel my dad's hand stroke my back as he whispered calming words to me. After about half a minute, I popped my head up and looked back at my dad.

"Dad," I crooked out. "Spider-Man," I turned my head to Spider-Man's direction. "He needs help" I then looked back at him.

"I know, I got some men in there right now," he then pushed me to one of the police cars. "I'll have somebody take you to the station and I'll be there later ok?"

I nodded as my dad pushed me into the car and closed the door behind me. He then ran down the street with more men.

"Be safe" I said to him as the cop car I was in drove down the street.

My father came back to the station in one piece. He told me that the monster, known as the Lizard, got away but men are still searching for him. As for Spider-Man, he was ok but they don't know what happened to him. My dad then took me home where I immediately went to my room and sat on my bed, thinking. Why did he want me? Why did that...thing, the Lizard, want me? Just because of Spider-Man?

Suddenly, there was a knock at my window and I popped my head up, fearing it was him again but to my relief, It was just Spider-Man.

"Oh my god," I said as I opened the window and he started falling but I caught him right away. "Are you alright?"

Spider-Man let out a chuckle.

"I'm great," he said in a playful tone. "Just...Just came for our weekly visit"

I noticed three big gashes in his arm where my hand was place. I lifted my figures and saw the blood in my hands.

"You're hurt"

"Nah, just a scratch"

"Don't play that with me," I said sternly to him. "Lets get you on the bed,"

We started walking towards the bed where I gently placed him on.

"Wait here"

I let go of him and exited my room and made my way to the kitchen and grabbed a bowl, filled it with water, threw a cloth in there and grabbed polysporin and bandages before quickly making my way back to my room. If dad and Ashely saw me carrying that stuff, their flags would be risen high. I opened the door and quickly closed it behind me and stood against the door frozen. Spider-Man sat up with his top rolled down relieving his god like bulk body with the three fresh scratches on his arms, pouring out blood and with three big scares on his chest. He still kept his mask on for obviously reasons.

He crooked his head towards me and saw me froze there.

"Are you ok?" he asked.

It took me a second to process it, since I was still staring at his chest, but I quickly nodded my head and placed the bowl and other things I had on the nightstand and sat on the bed beside him. I grabbed the cloth that sat at the bottom of the bowl and rinsed it out before slowly washing away all the blood on his arm. He winched in pain as I did it.

"Oh stop it," I said. "Don't be such a baby"

He laughed.

"Easy for you to saw, you didn't just go up in a one-on-on battle with The Lizard"

I shrugged my shoulders with a smile.

"I've been through worst" I said before focusing back onto the wound.

"I hope you understand why I kept the mask on?" he asked.

Still wiping the blood away, I shook my head in response.

"No, I totally understand"

I placed the cloth into the water and rinsed it out again before placing it back onto the wound.

"How are you, by the way?" he asked, staring into my eyes.

"I'm fine" I responded quickly, wiping away the last bit of blood before putting the cloth away and opening the polysporin.

"Are you sure? I saw what happened with The Lizard"

"Yeah I'm just fine" I said before feeling a tear roll down my eyes.

I tried to ignore it as I started rubbing on the polysporin on his arm. Spider-Man stopped me but putting his hands around my face. If he didn't have the mask on, you could probity see the pain in his eyes but instead you could see my wet watery eyes reflect in his yellow glassy eye. Oh god, I didn't want him to see my cry. I tried looking away but he kept a good hold onto my head.

"I'm sorry," he said. "I didn't want you to get wrapped up into this"

"You...You didn't"

We stayed like that for a minute until I slowly bought up my hands to his face. I waited for him to tell me it was ok and he didn't do anything. Not even a nod. I took the no response as an ok. I bought my figures down to the end of his mask, around his broad neck and slowly rolled up the mask and kept rolling it up until I saw those beautiful lips of his. They looked somewhat familiar but it was probity all in my head. I stopped rolling up his mask just as I reached the top of his lips.

I could feel his hot breath brush against my face. Why was I doing this? I mean, I freaked when I almost kissed Peter but...there was something about Spider-Man that I trusted deep down inside and in my head, I took this as repaying him back for all the times for saving my butt. Especially today.

I needed to make me move. Moving in slowly, I bought up my lips to his and kissed his soft lips. Tasting the honey the lingered on his lips. Oh god, I didn't want this to stop. I pressed my lips harder into his. I wanted more. This just wasn't enough. I felt his hand grab onto the back of my neck as I wrapped my arms wrap around his. Then suddenly, he was on top of me as my back was pressed into the bed.

I loved the thrill of this. Of kissing a masked man. It made the experience feel so dangerous and forbidden.

Then, those soft honey like lips left mine and the area around me felt so different. I popped my eyes open and saw him starting to put his suit on through his arms. I sat up and sat on my bed staring at him, processing what just happened.

"I'm sorry," he said putting the suit on through his right arm. "I...Didn't mean to go to far"

A smile cracked across my face.

"No, no. It's fine" I said before touching my lips. I felt like I just kissed a cobra or something.

Spider-Man then stared leaning out the window, ready to leave.

"Wait," I jumped up and ran up to him. "Will I see you tomorrow"

If he didn't have that mask on, you could tell he was smiling.

"I'll be here around 10:30. Don't be late"

I laughed.

"I won't"

"Thank you"

"You're welcome"

He stared at me one last time before jumping out the window and swinging away. I smiled as I sat back on my bed and felt my lips one last time before I started laughing like a mad woman. Annabelle Jamison just kissed Spider-Man.

~x~

He failed. He couldn't believe he failed. If it wasn't for the idiotic men who called themselves the protectors of the city of New York, he would have had the girl and gotten his revenge on Peter Parker.

Dr. Connors continued his way down to his old laboratory that sat beneath the city of New York. Where he had his lab before the first time he tried to take over New York. He sat in his old chair, feeling the effects of the serum wearing away from his body. He needed to take more. Oh the desk beside him sat the same serum that turned him into the monster the first time.

'Just a little more' he kept telling himself in his head. 'I just need a little more. I'm better. She said I will be better'

He reached out to the serum that sat by itself in the middle but suddenly, it was gone and snatched by a pair of feline like hands. She picked it up and held it up to her head.

"Uh, uh, ah," she said through her thick accent. "That's not what we agreed on, Dr. Connors"

"Anya," he said, now sitting back in his chair.

The woman, known as Anya, walked around Dr. Connors like a lion stalking it's prey.

"What are you doing here?"

"What do you mean?" she said with her playful smile. "We're partners"

"I don't remember us agreeing to that?"

Her smile disappeared and all that was on her face was anger.

"Last I checked," she said as she walked up to him, her heels hitting the concert floor. "It it wasn't for me, you'd still be rotting in that prison. So, whether you like it or not, we're partners and you'll do everything I'll say"

"And if I refuse" Dr. Connors said as he stood up and stood inches away from her face. A smile form across her face.

"Then you won't get this," she held the serum in front of their faces. "I'm the new big shot as OSCORP and I'm the only one here that has access to their laboratory so unless you want more of this stuff, you'll do exactly what I say, got it?"

Dr. Connors let out a huge sigh as he plopped himself back into his chair. Anya smiled again as she stuck the serum into her back pocket.

"Good. We've come to an understanding," she turned around and started making her way to the exit. "I'll be back tomorrow with a list of instructions"

"I don't understand," Dr. Connors piped up. Anya turned around and looked at the doctor, still sitting in his chair. "I don't understand why we need the girl? What value does she have to us besides being the only things Peter cares about?"

Anya turned her whole body to the doctor and stopped.

"Because she's one of the dearest things thats close to poor Peter Parker's heart. When the time is right, we'll get back there and do something to her that will break Peter's heart and make him the most variable thing out there," Anya inhaled one more time before turning her body back towards the entrance. "Plus, I have some unfinished business with the girl's mother" she said before showing herself out.