Ch: 49 [Trap]
Suddenly, my phone rang as I was about to make sothing up, lucky .
"Give a sec," I took out my phone. It's from Josh.
"Hey," I answered his call as I walked away from the girls. "You alright?"
"Yeah, I'm good. Morris died yesterday. They found his body in the gas station's bathroom. The cops ca looking for , but your alibi plan worked. They asked a couple of questions and went away. You think that ice lady killed him and then ca for ?" Josh whispered with a deep concerned voice, as if afraid, that might even be listening.
"You know how he died? I an, anything the cops might have slipped out while interrogating you?" I asked in a low tone.
"Yeah, sothing about stabbing injuries as if soone stabbed and killed him with a pointy object or sothing like that, but they didn't find any weapons at the scene, oh, and there was water all around him. I went to take a peek at the scene and guess what? No water pipes or anything were broken... So..." Josh's voice trailed away.
"The ice lady must have stabbed him to death with her ice. The ice lted, thus no sign of weapons, but water, everywhere. You got lucky yesterday. Listen to , Josh. Don't poke around and wait. You want to find your daughter, you wait, got it? You gotta lay low. I'll find her, but if you die out there, where do you think she's going to go?" I asked, his silence telling he had heard what I said loud and clear.
"Ok. I... I'll do as you say Spiderman. And thank you and your friend... Just be careful. These guys are dangerous," His words ca as a whisper from the speaker.
"I'll do, Josh," With that said, the call ended. I pocketed my phone and walked toward MJ and Gwen.
"Everything alright?" Gwen asked as her eyes traveled from MJ toward .
"Yes, nothing big. It was a guy from the stock market app company, been annoying for days. Bro wants to be the middleman or sothing... But I'm doing fine just on my own, so why should I pay soone to do stuff when I can do it better than anyone? Sorry, rant, done," I gave her an awkward chuckle, "So... About tonight... How about Tuesday? Sorry, got a bunch of stuff to do tonight. So things I got to take care of," I told Gwen with a faint smile.
"Tuesday, done. See you, then."
She sounded sad and continued on with her jogging, probably because it was a no, but honestly...
"She looks sad..." MJ broke the silence.
"I should go after her..." I scratched the back of my head.
"Yeah, you should. It's not like we are dating... or sothing..." She sounded as if she was unsure of what to feel about it. "I'll get going. You go get her."
"Don't get the wrong idea. We are just friends and we used to watch movies in the past. Just that, nothing else. So, yeah... Nothing big, ok?" I assured her.
"Yeah, sure," MJ replied sarcastically as she jogged away, leaving alone.
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Now then... How am I going to do this...? Do I chase Gwen? Or go after MJ? And here I thought a phone call would save . Dang! Girls are hard to deal with sotis... Why can't they just understand and get friendly with each other?
I chase after Gwen first...
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"Gwen, wait up!" I shouted as I ran after her. So might call simp for chasing after her right now, but co on. It's Gwen Stacy and she's alone, all by herself in her house. What if sothing happens to her? What if soone breaks in? Yeah, better be safe than sorry, right? Nothing more, nothing less. I'm helping her in the ti of her needs just like how he used to save 'Peter' from bullies all these years.
Gwen stopped jogging but didn't look back. I caught up to her soon enough and stood right behind her. She didn't turn back; she just stood still with her back facing . Her blonde hair flowed along with the morning wind as if she were a character straight out of a movie scene.
"Gwen, hey... Sorry about that. Let's watch so movies tonight. I'll bring the snacks," I offered Gwen my best smile. She turned around and looked into my eyes with her beautiful blues before smiling back at .
"You sure about that? I an, I know you are bad at lying. Back there, you said that because of MJ, right?" She asked with a soft giggle, "It's okay. I don't mind. I get it. If you want to hang out with her, that's fine, Peter. I an, it's alright... You guys are living together and all..."
"Haaa... It's not like that. MJ's dad is in hospital, haven't got many days left... You know how he was, right? So, when we moved, I asked her to stay with us, you know, that neighborhood isn't that safe and May was concerned about her... Obviously, she declined, but I insisted. So, till she gets financially stable, she's staying over. That's all," I lay out the truth, well, sort of.
"Dang! It's not good to talk about people behind their backs but that guy was a drunken slob. The way he used to yell and curse MJ, just so that he could gamble their life savings. Well, not that I know the truth, I'm glad you guys are helping her out of that ss, but you know why I am angry?" Gwen asked as she narrowed her eyebrows.
"Cause I didn't tell you about my new house and kinda missed your call last week and never called you back? Which one is it? Yes or yes?"
"Bingo!" Gwen punched on the chest softly. "I an, what the heck man! We live in the sa place and never run into each other. How could you? At least try to keep us in the loop."
"Yeah, I'll do my best. It was pretty hectic for the past couple of weeks with the moving and furnishing and all. Tell you what, this weekend Ned is coming back, so, we can probably all hang out together. What do you say?" I made the best smile ever.
"Sounds perfect, but we are having that movie night, tonight, right?" She asked in excitent.
"Yup! I'll see you tonight at your house... 7:00 PM?"
"Yes, at seven, and snacks on you," Gwen hit my chest before leaving standing there. I waved her off, and after a while, began making my way back to my house.
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[Noon]
After putting on my suit, I began my daily patrol. Saving one woman being chased, webbing a few purse snatchers, I even saw three girls fucking each other, online. Ofans, I guess. They are shooting... My spider sense tingles. I webbed up on the roof and looked around. Sothing is going on down there... In that corner. Sounds of gunshots, grunts, and muffled screams. Three guys with guns. Civilian shot. Cops will be here soon. Gotta check it out myself.
"You shouldn't have opened your mouth in the court," One of the thugs with a shotgun over his shoulder yelled, "And now? Haha, you don't get your mouth no more. I wonder what happened to it? Hm, you don't rember? This," the other, bald thug slapped the guy's face with his revolver. The third one remained still, pointing a handgun at him while the woman, whose hair was covering her face, remained in one corner. She had a little girl who looked like... around 6, hugging her tight, covering her eyes as she cried.
Ok. Ti to save the day... Wait! Fuck! That was so stupid of . Jumping in without even thinking. That guy who is getting beaten up... He got a tattoo on his right arm, the sa tattoo that the thugs who were hitting him got. Moreover, that woman and even that kid, who looks like a kid, but is not actually a kid... Those two also got the sa tattoo as the other guys.
Now, this makes wonder. What kind of parents tattoo their 6 or probably 7-year-old daughter with a gang tattoo? Sothing isn't quite right here. What is this whole scene, really? A trap of so kind. Although they are beating the crap out of that man, and he was bleeding from his mouth and his stomach, probably where he got shot or did he really got shot? A blood pack! This guy's playing a character here, or rather the rest of them, especially that woman... And also that child, and probably , who is currently hiding on the rooftop, watching the situation.
It's a fucking trap. Ah! A trap for good ol'Spidey?! I'm flattered. Hellfire club, huh? Interesting...
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