It Starts with a Spark

Chapter 10
After waiting for what felt like an eternity (but was actually only fifteen minutes) Peter woke up. Well it was more like this:
Brenda and I sat in silence when Peter suddenly leapt into a sitting position. I (instinctively?) jumped (well more like leaped) onto the bed beside him, comforting his obvious anxiety about waking up in a forge in place.
“Peter, you’re fine.” I whisper. Brenda must have decided that the moment is too sweet or something because she blurts out
“I hear you have questions for me.” Peter looks a bit surprised.
"Yes. Yeah I do have questions for you. Well one to be exact." He replied
"Alright, ask. I will try to give you an answer." she shot back.
"Why did you give up your search for me?" He asked. She obviously wasn't expecting that question. She fumbled for words for a moment, then said
"I gave up because I knew it was hopeless. I was searching for someone who I didn't even know was still alive. Yeah, I saw you walking on the street about 3 months ago, but didn't believe what I saw because it wasn't true."
"Why didn't you think it was true?" He interrupted. She frowned,
"Because you looked exactly like dad. I knew it wasn't true because dad is dead."
"So that is why you thought that I was your brother?" He asked.
"Yes. I didn't have the facts except that you are 2 years older than me just like my brother. I don't even know my true last name. I don't know my Aunts name either." She started to cry. I didn't like to cry in front of people, so I felt a bit sorry for her
"Brenda, did you know about my secret also?" He asked her like he was worried that she would tell someone who he was.
"You mean that you're Spiderman? Yeah I knew. 3 months ago when I saw you on the street, I saw you run off in a hurry like you heard something. I followed you only to find Spiderman in the same alley you ran into. Only you didn't have your mask on quite yet. And don't look so scared, I didn't tell anyone your little secret. Who would I tell? I don't have any friends." She said just as she was getting up to leave.
"Where are you going?" He called after her.
"I am going to go and see where the fuck I am." Was her reply.
And with that, she stomped out of the room. Peter turned to me,
“What? She’s you sister.” I say, he groans and looks at me guilty.
“Are you mad?” he asks, “Are you mad that I didn’t tell you about Brenda?’ he amends. I think for a second.
“No. At first yeah. But now, I realize you must have had a reason for not telling me.” I say. He nods
“I did, I guess if I thought that if I told you… it would make it real... That I was admitting to myself then, that Brenda could be out there. I guess I wasn’t ready for that yet.”

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