I'm Peter Parker?

Peter slowly opened his faded eyes, he felt pain in all his muscles of his body, as if he had been beaten with an iron bat all week, all day long.

He opened his eyes completely, and a view of a beautiful and clear sky appeared to his eyes. The sun was shining, sharing its warmth, and as if supporting an already disappointed guy in himself.

Peter tried to get up, but even just thinking about moving, he felt incredible pain.

Watching some kind of instant for us, and for him a long painful 10 minutes, the guy got up, standing up he began to feel the pain he was facing that very night...

it seemed that his soul was pierced with all kinds of knives, and his body was doused with lava flows that could not destroy him, only torment him.

He raised his head to the sky, while from his cold eyes, like ice from the depths of a frozen ocean.

The guy was trying to walk, after his 1st step, his eyes began to become covered with a red surface, Peter touched his pale hands covered with veins towards his face, scratching himself, unable to withstand this prolonged torment.

Rivers of blood flowed from his eyes, giving him a pitiful appearance, more terror, and trickles of blood flowed from his mouth.

Peter couldn't stand all this pain, and just collapsed face first into a clearing with grass, the guy couldn't move a finger.

after 15 minutes of suffering, the pain stopped, Peter tried to get up, and he was doing better than the first time.

standing on his feet, he tried to take off, but he couldn't do it, it seemed that he just lost his strength, but it wasn't like that.

he was just weak, and insignificant. Peter took out a surprisingly large phone from his pocket, he opened it, and turned on the map to see how long he had to walk home, and how long he was out.

After looking at the calendar that he had been gone for 10 days, Peter swallowed, from the upcoming conversation with the girls.

Peter saw 10 kilometers in the navigator, and just sighed in despair.

He didn't have the time or choice to wait for his super powers to return, if he stayed waiting for his recovery, his problems in his personal life would get even worse.

Peter was just walking towards his house, after a painful 4 hours, he came to his neighborhood, he began to approach his house.

going to the door, he knocked on it, waited for it to be opened to him, a couple of minutes later Gwen Stacy opened the door for him.

Peter looked at her in surprise, the girl was looking at me as if she had seen a ghost, her eyes were red with tears, and there were purple bags under her eyes.

— Hi, Gwen.Peter said in a hoarse voice, and smiled slightly at the girl.

Gwen, who was standing in a stupor, came to her senses, covered half of her face with her hands, and streams of tears flowed from her eyes—oh God, you're alive.

She ran to him without hesitation, and clung to his warm and so soothing chest.

Peter, who was surprised by such sudden movements, simply responded to her actions.

— I missed you so much, no, we missed you so much, you made us worry.

— I'm sorry—he said his words with regret for making them worry.

Peter and Gwen went towards the kitchen, going in there he saw a view of Mary and May sitting in the kitchen eating dinner.

The girls looked towards the outgoing sounds of footsteps, looked at the figure of a guy who had traces of blood under his eyes.

In their pitying eyes, there was hope that this would not be a dream, and all this was reality, and their loved ones had returned.

— Hi girls—he smiled radiantly.

After the words he uttered, the girls looked into each other's eyes, as if communicating telepathically, telling each other that this was not a dream.

May got up from her chair, and ran towards Peter, and punched him in the face. All the other spectators looked at it with shock in their eyes.

Peter fell in surprise, May just sat on him, Peter closed his eyes, waiting for a blow, but instead of a quickening blow, he felt droplets of tears that dripped onto his face.

When he opened his eyes, he saw May's eyes, which glowed because of tears, he looked at his love, and the future mother of his children with guilt and self-hatred, which makes her suffer.— May....

before he could finish, the girl interrupts his words with her own —WHERE WERE YOU, YOU KNEW HOW I SUFFERED, YOU COULDN'T EVEN SAY THAT I WASN'T WORRIED, YOU'RE AN ASSHOLE.

Peter got up and kissed the girl on the lips, he felt the salty taste of the girl's tears, and just bought her. – I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.

— You're just an asshole, I won't forgive you so easily.

– I know, I will do anything to make you forgive me.

Meanwhile, the girls looked at it with jealous eyes, and with genuine surprise!

the couple got up, separating from each other, but after 2, 3 came.)

Mary Jane came up to him, gave him a bream, and hugged him with words, and began sobbing uncontrollably on his shirt.

"Oh, these girls, they hit first, and then they hug

Peter responded to the actions of his "girlfriend" and hugged her, —You're just an idiot," the girl said, sobbing.

— Let's sit down and I'll explain everything.

All the girls said in unison, so the guy got goosebumps—we're waiting for this.

everyone sat down on chairs, and Peter began to talk about everything, how he dealt with Kingpin, missing the moments with the murder of bandits.

and telling how, the little girl was killed and all the "slaves"

and the way he fought Mephisto.

The girls experienced different ranges of emotions, such as:anger, pity, fear.

After telling everything, he waited for the girls to say something, he decided to break the nervous silence first.— what have you been doing all this time while I was away.

The girls looked at Peter as if he were immortal. The guy, feeling their gaze, would have killed him, because he felt more suffering than he experienced in the clearing.

Gwen was the first of the trio to say, "I can't believe that my best friend is the so—called hero, Spider-Man."

— Yes, now I understand why Peter is so confident.— Mary Jane agreed with everything.

The girls, who had not heard the sounds and movements of the agreement, looked at May with questioning glances.

May, from a long look from the girls, looked at them as if she had something on her face—What?

Mary Jane told me.— Why doesn't that surprise you?

May realized what had happened and said with joy and a certain pride, which only the girls understood—Peter told me everything, and I even flew around New York.

Upon hearing this, the girls looked at Mei as enemy number 1, their envious eyes could be felt.