Miles Apart : Sequel To One Lucky Bite

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(gwen pov)

mr davis called me saying miles had been hurt.
I wish he would've just listened. he's gonna get killed doing this spiderman stuff.

i hate that i had to quit being spiderwomen. i loved it so much. but it caused me lose my father, my best friend peter, and a lot of my friends.

It took 30 minutes to walk to the hospital. The only thing that sucks about not having my web-shooters is i can't get around easier.

i entered the hospital and went to the front desk.

"i'm here to see miles morales"

"sorry ma'am, only family is allowed"

"she is family"

i turned my head and saw jeff sitting down

he got up out of his chair and approached me.

"oh sorry Jeff, didn't realize you knew her"

"it's okay, come sit down gwen. they're doing some x-rays on miles right now"

i followed jeff back to his seats and sat down next to him.

"thank you for calling mr davis"

"please gwen, you have the honor to call me jeff now"

"oh please, ill stick with mr davis"

we sat in silence for a couple of minutes.

"mr davis"

jeff looked up from his news paper

"yes ma'am"

"y'all can go back there with miles, he's asleep right now but im sure he'd love the company when he wakes up"

"okay ma'am"

jeff put his newspaper down and stood up.

"come on gwen"

we walked back until we reached miles room.

jeff went in but i stopped.

"mr davis, i don't know if i can go in, i don't really wanna see him like that"

"gwen, he needs you. but go take a walk around to halls for a minute. Then come back when you're ready"

"thank your mr davis"

i started to walked around the halls taking deep breaths.

while i was staring at my feet i bumped into someone.

"oh im sorry" i heard a man say

i looked up to see this redheaded guy.

"no im sorry, i wasn't paying attention"

i picked up his empty cup from the ground and handed it to him.

"thank you, i'm harry by the way, harry osborn"

"oh yeah, you're norman's son"

"in the flesh" he laughed

"why are you here harry?"

"i got something called Oshtoran Syndrome, got it from my mother"

"oh im sorry to hear"

"yeah they're doing "treatment" but nothing really helps"

"it was good meeting you harry"

i turned around.

"wait, i didn't get your name?"

"it's gwen stacy"

i headed back to miles room and knocked quietly on the door.

"come on in"