SpiderWitch: Love Through Grief (Discontinued)

5. Wanda Makes a Friend/ Her Decision

Wanda POV

May 11th, 2025

"Hey Wanda, how you doing today?".

I turn around and see Anna.

"I'm doing fine. I'm just trying to find a job at the moment".

"That's good. I'm glad your looking for a job".

"It isn't easy. To be honest, I haven't had a job in a few years, the last one was right before the Blip happened".

Anna shakes her head.

"That shit was crazy. I remember people turning to dust or ash. I got scared, but I'm glad I didn't die".

Wanda makes a face.

"I'm sorry, did I say something?"

Wanda nods.

"I blipped, and when I came back, the man I loved was dead".

Anna walks over and hugs Wanda.

"I'm so sorry dear. I didn't know".

"It's ok. I dont like talking about it. It just hurts too much".

Anna breaks the hug, but holds Wanda's arms.

"If you ever wanna talk about that, I'm always here".

Wanda smiles.

"Thanks Anna. Your a good friend".

Anna smiles.

"Glad I can be a friend. We all deserve a friend".

Anna smiles as she walks away, as Wanda goes to grab a bite to eat.

As she walks, she hears the same voice from a few days.

"The Spider-Menace is at it again. Last Night, the criminal known as Spider-Man caused damage to the city while stopping a chase through lower Manhattan. He makes the mess yet we the people, have to pay to clean. How much longer can he keep doing this. I officially deman a citizens arrest. I want his identity to be known. Why wear a mask? What does he have to hide!"

I walk away, just being dumbfounded.

There is no such thing as a perfect hero. I'm a prime example.

To me, even though he's a vigilante, but he helped against Thanos, and in my book, that makes Peter Parker/ Spider-Man, a hero.

I wonder what he's up to?

Peter POV

"And smile".

I take a picture.

I was hired for a last minute Photshoot, since the original photographer got sick.

"How'd it come out?"

"They were all great".

"Can we have the photos ready by the 13th?"

"Yes. They'll be ready by then".

"That's perfect".

An Hour Later

I unlock my door and walk into my apartment.

It's not much, but atleast I got a place to stay.

I put down my bags and grab the Chinese I bought.

I open the two cartons and eat what I got.

I look through my phone and notice it's gonna be 7.

I can go out for patrol and burn these calories I'm currently eating.

A few minutes pass, and I start thinking of Wanda.

When she remembered me I was confused, but now... I don't know.

I know she did some bads things recently, and is feeling guilty about it.

Maybe I can help her through it.

It's like I was taught by May before I lost her.

When you help someone, you help everyone.

I have this urge to wanna help Wanda.

I don't know why, but I just wanna help her through the guilt & the pain she's going through.

She's more than what people said she was.

She can be a good person.

I know she can. She just needs someone to show her how good she is.

If she let's me, I wanna help her and be a friend, but only she can let me do that.

I cant help her if she doesn't let me.

It has to be up to her.

I just hope she chooses to let me help.

The only thing is, this isbher decision to choose.