Tears of Pain: Part 3

Hey guys! Thanks for anyone who reviewed! I appreciate it! This will be the final chapter in this story- hope you enjoy! R&R! Also, I'm thinking of doing my next one based on Gwen's death- what do you think?

Peter's POV

She looks at me every day. She just stares at me through her window. I always shut the curtain to keep the pain away. Unloved, rejected...that's what I am. I'm just the geeky kid who falls of his skateboard, when really I'm protecting the lives of those who mock me. Gwen was the only one who I could talk to, really talk to. She would talk to me even if people thought she wasn't cool to do it. She was the light in my life...and now it's gone out.

Gwen's POV

I cried myself to sleep again last night. I'm just going to stay in bed and block it out; thank god it's a Saturday! I force myself up, however, and carry on. I look out the window but all I see is Peter's curtain already shut. Hope is lost. My face looks hideous; red blotches over my eyes and smudged make-up from the day before. I feel sick to; I can feel my skin crawling and I can just imagine myself looking like a hideous green goblin- I'm nearly there...

My heart still sits at the very bottom of my chest, aching and crying tears of pain. What I said to Peter surrounds me like a constant nightmare and I want to wake up! The worst thing is I honestly didn't mean it! I do like him and I want to be with him, but I had to make sure he'd keep away or my dad would do something dramatic. He's been caught up with that lizardy creature that's been terrorising the streets. It hurt Peter so much that time, and I worry he's going to keep fighting it. I see the phone and dash towards it, my fingers shaking from the nerves as I try hard to remember Peter's number; so many thoughts are clouding me. I dial and I wait.

"...Hello?"

"Peter, I need to-"

Silence. Just a long, hollow beeping. Saddened, I lie back in bed.

THREE DAYS LATER

Peter's POV

It's over...for now. The Lizard was Dr Connors. I still can't believe it. The look in his eyes; the truth about my parents in them. But it's still a mystery to me. I still have no choice- I have to talk to Gwen. She's going to find out about her dad soon. I made a promise to him that I'd keep away from Gwen to keep her safe. I want to keep it as the man deserves the respect I gave him in his final moments, but I really don't think I can...

It's time to stop being childish. I have to face up to it. I'm not looking forward to seeing her face; she will be devastated. Poor Gwen...unfortunately, I know what she's going through.

Gwen's POV

I sit in an eerie silence. The clock is ticking past and my cold, full cup of tea remains on my table. My raggedy clothes stay in place as I cuddle a blanket on my sofa. Dad is...I can't even say it. My dad is gone. I was worried about Peter all this time and now- WHY DIDN'T I THINK OF HIM? What kind of daughter am I? Dad...please god, make sure he's listening...I'm so, so sorry. Please forgive me for being such an awful daughter. I love you and I miss you and...please, just come back...

And Dr Connors killed him. When I get my hands and that wicked man I'll-

I jolt as there's a knock on the door. I don't want any of those 'Sorry for your loss' speeches. I hate them and it's NOT going to bring him back, so why the hell do people bother.

I stare into Peter's eyes as he stands there. He's got more scratches and tears in his eyes; tears of pain that he shares with me. I look down to see a bouquet of flowers- lilies, my favourite.

He holds them up. "I knew they were your favourite, so..."

I break down and hug him, and then I just sob. I scream dad's name again and again and I feel Peter holding tightly onto me. People come out of their houses and Peter drags me inside, resting the flowers on the table.

"I'm sorry for your loss." He says.

Somehow, it was just what I needed to hear, which was a weird sensation. Then I remembered why it was good to hear; I'm in love with the man who said it.

"Thank you." I say, rubbing the tears from my eyes. He hugs me again. I hold on tighter than ever before and I smell him. Aftershave with a hint of lilies. I want to stay in his arms forever.

"You were there, weren't you? You were with him?" I ask. There's another eerie silence.

"Yeah. I held his hand, because I knew that's what you would've done. Gwen, I am so sorry. I couldn't save him, I tried- believe me I tried but-"

"It's not your fault. It's Connors' fault. You know that."

Another silence.

"He made me promise him something."

"What?"

"He told me to keep away from you. To keep you safe."

If my heart wasn't already broken before, it was now.

"No." I say.

"What?"

"I can't not see you. He was my dad and I love him but no. You're the only person left in my life that I l...that I lo-"

I can't say the words even though I've never been more sure of anything.

"I...lied. Before. At school. When I shouted at you. It was all a lie."

"...Gwen, don't try and make me feel better at a time like this."

"I promise you it's true. I was scared about how dad would react and now you're here and the only person who could ever possibly make me feel better. I lied to make sure you kept away but I don't want you to. You have to promise me that you won't leave me."

"I...I promise."

I already feel a bit better.

"I love you, Peter Parker."

"I love you to."

We embrace once more, and his lips feel and taste like perfection. He's mine at last. My amazing Spider-Man. There are still tears of pain that we shed together throughout the night, but there are also tears of joy. I miss my dad and always will regret many things, but I know in time I will be stronger. Daddy, Captain Stacey, I love you and miss you with all my heart. And I'm sorry, but Peter can't keep your promise because he has to keep mine. Sleep well, daddy, and don't worry about me; with my Spider-Man, the future is bright.

THE END