A Broken Web

Soon, Peter is taken away for the transplant operation. For the next few hours, I lie in bed, worrying. But I know everything is going to be ok. Is it?

Anyway, I can't afford to think that way. Soon, Peter is wheeled in, but is still asleep. A nurse walks over to me. "Dr Masdire has decided to put you on solid tablets from now on." She removes the thing on my wrist and looks over at Peter. "Dr Masdire said that he had requested to be in here with you. Is he close to you?" She says. "Yeah, he's my boyfriend." I say, and smile softly. She walks out the room, and once she is gone, I go over towards Peter's bed. I sit on the end of it, and look at him, a grin creeping onto my face. His hair is a hazel brown, and is rough. I ruffle my fingers through it. He looks so cute when he's sleeping. I lay down beside him, and put my hand to his chest, my other still in his hair. I just lay there, all the good memories we have gushing like a river through my head. Our First Kiss. That time he got scratched by the Lizard. Our kiss on top of the bridge. I lean my head on his chest, and listen to his heart. My eyes start to droop, but soon, I feel Peter's head rise. I don't look at him. I just feel his arm around me and his lips touch my head.

"So it went ok." I say, almost to his chest. Peter is stoking my blonde hair. "I think so. It seems like it did anyway." He answers. "I guess Spiderman isn't going to be around for a while then." I say. "Yeah. I mean, he has still been doing stuff, you know, but nothing matters to him more than his girlfriend." He replies. I laugh softly. "Yeah, I'd quite like to meet her. I hear she's quite a catch. He tells me she's pretty hot too."