I can't help falling in love with you (again) | PeterMJ

The Letter.

"What if I fall off the bed?"

"Betty..." I begin to grab her arm. "Please don't throw yourself off the bed!" I laugh, but it was too late, she had leaned back far enough to actually begin falling.

"I guess you have to draw me now." Betty said through her hysterics as she crashed to the floor.

"I guess." I say with a smile.

She looks to her Left, which I didn't believed was intentional at all, but it caused her to look under the bed. Which meant she noticed the scrap box I had been making.

"MJ?" She asks pulling it out. "What's this? 'Don't open until Graduation.'" She begins to read the cover. "'For Peter Parker.' MJ..."

I fell speechless, I just shook my head as she looked up at me, as a way to tell her not to open it. I may remember Peter, but I'm definitely sure that Betty doesn't, I've gradually remembered, but I have no idea what will happen if someone remembered him all at once. "Please don't open it."

Betty puts the box on the bed, wraps her arms around me. But i didn't hug back. "I won't, I promise." When she pulls away she keeps her hands on my shoulders. "I'll leave you alone for a bit. It seems very private, and I invaded that, I'm sorry. I'm going to go to the bathroom." Betty gets up with a sympathetic smile and leaves the room.

I stare at the box to the point my eyes felt like they were drying out, before grabbing it. I felt like it was time, to read Peters letter. Now yes. It might not even be for me, however after studying Peter and the letter for a while, it was clear he wanted to read it to me. I was hesitant, I felt guilty. It could be anything, but curiosity guided me.

'Dear MJ. You don't know me so this is going to sound pretty crazy. But actually you do know me. Remember how I said it would sound crazy?

I have known you for a while, you will likely not remember but its a really crazy thing, in fact I've known you since we were in school, for years we weren't friends, but during junior year we seemed to have developed feelings for one another, becoming a couple. You also found out I was, (take her somewhere private...) Spider-Man, well rather figured it out.

We went through alot together, I'm not asking for you to remember me, but I promised I would come back and tell you, and so here I am. Telling you, we know each other, and I love you. Peter.'

I didn't have time at all to react to the words, the letter had likely triggered another memory I remembered the feeling all too well.

"Yeah, we're okay." I say, glad about the reunion, smiling, hopeful.

"Oh, you're bleeding." Peter says, grasping my face to take a closer look at my forehead.

I made sure to reassure him, "Im fine, I'm okay."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm fine, I promise."

"Okay... okay."

"Um, we should go right?" I ask, but I notice Peters face fall as he struggles to form his words.

"You're gonna to forget who I am."

"What?" Ned blurts out just as shoked and confused as I am about the statement.