Spider-Man: no way home

C 29

I walk to Ned's house , quickly knocking on his door.

Lola opens the door and gasps at the sight of me.

"Mija..."

"Hey Lola. I'm fine. Just a light graze. Nothing but a good patch up can't help. Your famous Tea wouldn't go a miss"

Lola's is always the place I go to for a cup of tea or to patch up from a superhero fight.

I've known Peter's secret the longest.

So I have been in a few battles with him.

Well all until the world blipped and Peter took off before I could even pitch a plan to contribute.

Then I had to step up and keep things afloat.

Which is hard when you have no hidden gifts.

Thank god for my martial arts training.

Lola nods as she lets me in, cursing in Spanish.

I make my way through her small home.

I love it here.

So cosy and peaceful.

"Gwen?"

MJ is first to run to me as I enter.

She hugs me tightly making me wince.

"Oh sorry. What happened? Where's Peter."

MJ looks behind me,  eyes knitting together before she faces me again.

"I- He. We lost each other. It's a long story. But I am just going to bandage my side and I will see you in a second."

MJ nods as I make my way in through to the bathroom.

That's where the first aid kit is located.

I pull up my shirt only to see a deep cut at the side.

I clearly got less of a an impact compared to May.

I wipe a tear that threatens to spill at the thought of her.

To think earlier she was giving me relationship advice.

Now.

Now she is gone.

I grab some alcohol to clean the wound.

I grab a cloth as I clean it more.

I wince before grabbing the bandage and scissors.

I wrap the bandage around my torso before I cut it as I tie the end of it to keep on on me tightly.

I smile at my work before lowering my shirt again.

I see the patch of blood from where i was holding it on the way here.

i sigh before i examine my neck.

I pull my hair over it, to hide it best I can.

Lola doesn't wear makeup and Ned, well you know Ned.

He won't have any.

I then walk out to see MJ and Ned sitting at the table.

Ned rises from his chair as he runs up to me, engulfing me in a tight hug.

"Gwen!"

I wince as I  push out of his hold.

Ned looking at me with confusion.

"I'm injured you dipshit"

"Oooh. My bad."

I ignore him as I pull a chair out at the table, sitting down.