Peter watched his friend suffer and wished more than anything he could get him out of there. But he had to remind himself, this wasn’t his friend.. He’d changed so much and Peter knew he could really end up being the bad guy and Peter would have no choice but to fight him when the time came. But he still had hope.
”That’s your promise to me huh? Well, let me make you a promise. I’m never going to give up on you. Never. “
Peter didn’t know where it came from. He should’ve walked out and never saw Harry again, but how? Harry was the only person in his life besides Aunt May that he cared about and despite what he turned into, he couldn’t let him live like this. He had to try and find a way to make this all better.
Harry’s blood was boiling now , A green tint to his eyes that were normally a blue that was brighter than the sky. He wanted to see Peter in fear. God dammit! If only he could get through the glass separating them. If only…
” — Not even when I slit your throat and laugh as I watch you bleed out? Hm? Maybe you should care about as much as my Father did , then it’ll hurt less when I do so. “
His father , something the Goblin never brought up before that day. Something that proved Harry was still in there. Only Peter truly under- stood how he felt about his father. Afterall , he was his best friend and when things were tough , he had no one else to go to. Before anymore can be said , a guard is rushing in with another in tow. When he tells Harry to put his arms behind his back , hand on gun , Harry merely scoffs and does so. As he’s cuffed , he keeps his eyes on Peter.
” I hope you’re happy , Peter. Because it’s all your fucking fault I’m in here… Tell Gwen I say hello , will you? “
One last sinister smirk is given as he moves with the guards , leaving the room. He doesn’t expect to see Peter again. No , he figures that Peter will come to his senses , be too afraid to come again or just not even bother.
“It was dangerous Harry… I know you’re angry with me, but I cared about you. You were my best friend…I didn’t abandon you. You became obsessed.”
Peter wasn’t trying to put the blame on Harry because he couldn’t imagine having to deal with a disease like that. But he was telling Harry the truth. Harry became so wrapped up in his obsession to find a cure and his hate for Peter, it wasn’t even him anymore.
Harry pushed himself up out of the chair he sat in and walked to the glass that had Peter on the other side , and luckily was bulletproof which was in Peter favor at the moment. He rested a hand on the glass as he leaned against it , a sinister grin coming on his lips as his bold blue eyes rested on the other boy.
“ —– You don’t get it do you? I was and am just trying to finish what these other assholes can’t seem to. You’re not a hero. You never were. J.J. is right. You are a menace. Not in the way he says exactly – but when you create enemies , you create more villains. You are no better than me. You’ve gotten people killed – and you know it. I mean , we both know it’s your fault that… Well , It’s all your fault Gwen is dead. ”
“Harry, if I gave you my blood, it could have killed you. I was trying to protect you.”
Peter desperately wished Harry understood, but he could tell that probably wasn’t going to happen. And even if he was given a chance to go back and give him the blood, he wouldn’t change what he did.
“Don’t you understand?! I was doing it for you! It wasn’t as easy as you think it was. If I knew of a way to one hundred percent safely save you from dying, I would have gone across the world to get find it.”
" —– I was already d y i n g. “
No matter how hard Peter tried to get him to understand , Harry wasn’t going to listen. He had it stuck in his mind that he left him for dead without even trying to help and that – that hurt him. It mostly angered him though. It made him flare with anger actually. His glare hardened , the cut under his eye from the glass he threw, the glass that shattered and came back at him when it was intended for Peter , it only just seemed to stretch and stick out even more.
” You couldn’t have killed me even more. You can even begin to und –erstand how much that fucking hurt when I figured it out… And the only thing that gave it away so easily is your little girlfriend , Gwen Stacy. “
”Because you’re my friend. You’re still my friend. Everything is messed up Harry. I know that. And I don’t know how to fix it, but I don’t want to believe you’re gone.”
“ —- Was. I w a syour friend. Friends don’t just — ”
there was a shiver of anger that ran through him as he thought of the past events. it was only then that he actually turned to meet eyes with the boy he once would have given his life to save. now … now he’d sit by and watch.
" —- Friends don’t leave friends to die! Friends don’t lie or hide things from each other! “
