goodspider ; peter & gwen ; post far from home (spoilers ahead!)

OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD. she can feel her dad’s eyes on her the moment the announcement comes into the television. and his name is peter parker. oh my god. in retrospect, she knows it makes sense, she knows peter and how he sometimes vanished into thin air when trouble was around. her father shouts, calling his units and the cops under his charge as captain. they say something about not calling the man unless it was important. how can any of them believe peter parker is a murderer? sweet, handsome, gentle peter who stuttered his way into words and who tried to hide his tears when uncle ben died? 

and when he leaves and her mom with her, her little brothers away with her grandparents, she knows what she has to do. his number is one she knows by memory and her foot is anxious about it. “peter come on, pick up,pick up.” and there is almost a sigh of relief when a tone comes that she isn’t sure if it’s a voicemail or he answered. “peter, thank god. PLEASE LISTEN TO ME. i saw the news and i know you, pete.” she feels her own heart beating fast on her chest. where is he? she wonders. “i’m home alone, come by please my dad isn’t home, i can think of something. I BELIEVE IN YOU.” the world? fool. for believing the boy she knows is a criminal. 

a hand rubs her neck in distress and her voice is shaky. “I know you would never    i need to see you, peter. we will think of something. TALK TO ME.“

misc sentence starters ; accepting ;   goodspider

“UH, CAN YOU?“ and her voice is low and easy, she is a little freak out, but the freakishness of it all is overpowered by the surprise.  “you don’t have to, pete. honestly. I just thought you and michelle were friends.” and she loves michelle, honestly, but she can’t help the little bug in her stomach that made her feel weird about it. “it’s fine. ned told me.” and apparently just friends isn’t the thing anymore? “I’ll just ask Harry to walk me home. Don’t worry.”