Chapter Text
This takes place after the events of the movie, in what I feel would go on in Part 2! Some things are just purely added for plot, so it might not make sense to some details in the actual movie. Without further-ado, enjoy. And grab some tissues.
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Gwen's POV:
I promised I would find Miles.
I promised I would find him.
Miles.
I looked up to the portal, each orange hexagon leading me in. I wanted to find Miles. But, I remained still. I glanced down at my watch, it's bright light radiating under my fingertips. I shut my eyes, hearing my heartbeat following the flow of the drumbeat circulating in my mind. I created the image of Miles in my head. I fixated on him. His dumb jokes, his brown eyes, his hair, his laugh. The way he smelt of strong AXE body spray and of empanadas.
"Gwen." A muffled voice spoke. My eyes couldn't leave his image.
"Gwen." Another muffled voice muttered, other voices meddling in the mix.
Miles.
"Gwen!" I was thrown out of my thoughts, standing askance, looking at the army of Spider-Persons around me.
"Sorry." I whispered.
"It's alright, Gwen. We-we'll find Miles." Peter B. Parker exhaled, patting my shoulder. I shrugged it off, sitting on the cold pavement.
"It's my fault." I pushed my face into my shaking hands.
"It's O-Hara's." Peter B. Parker sighed loudly, rubbing his hand across his forehead. "We should have just told Miles the truth. Before it all went to s-. Before this all went to shit."
"Are we really the bad guys here?" I swiped my hand across my hair in frustration, grunting.
"There's no way of really identifying who are the good guys, and who are the bad guys-" Spider-Noir's raspy voice boomed, slowly getting louder, as he was moving closer to me. Peni followed him.
"We dont know anymore," Peni Parker whispered, "But from what we do know is that we're together in this hellish mess."
"What if we never- what if we never find Miles?" I swallowed, my breath shaked as I choked out the sentence.
"You really care for Miles, do you?" Peter smirked.
"Yeah. Yeah- I do." I coughed, turning my head upwards, to see Peter smiling down at me.
I did care for Miles. More than I could comprehend. I couldn't afford to lose him. I lost him once. But not again. Not again. I closed my eyes, envisioning his looking back at me. His smile. The comfort he could only give in his dumb, corny jokes. The comfort in the way he talked. Sarcastic, sure, but smooth, and he managed to be charasmatic in such a particular way that I didn't mind if it was very dumb. The comfort in him being himself. He didn't care about the smallest things, but he cared for me. He was there for me. And he made me feel like I mattered.
"We lost her again." Spider-Noir laughed, admittedly trying to lighten up the situation.
I clicked myself back into the situation, slowly getting up.
"I- I need to be alone. For a moment." I felt my vision blur, due to low iron (most likely).
A faint thunderous sound boomed in the atmosphere, rain slowly started to fall after it, leaving me to wipe the remaining tears and raindrops out of my face.
"Shouldn't we find Miles, like right now?" Peni said, climbing out of her bot.
"Peni- just give her a moment," Peter sharply turned his head at her, "Gwen, be quick."
I nodded and swung a web to the nearest building, hiding behind a wall.I felt the rain sprinkling hard on me as I sat down in a puddle of cold, wet rain.
I caught my breath, choking back tears. If only he could hear me right now.
Unless-
I grabbed my watch, swapping to the settings. Could I call him?
I hit the buttons, but to no avail, he didn't answer.
"Come on, come on.What the hell?" I tried pressing the button several times, but there was nothing. Thunder boomed above me, only making it rain harder on me.
"Come on! Shit." I whispered.
Nothing.
I swiped through more settings, wiping the fat drops of tears mixed with rain off my face.
Leave a message, Gwen. "Ok, ok." I licked my lips getting a taste of the rain, pressing the recording button with slippery fingers .I sighed, setting my watch on the ground, letting the amber-orange light reflect off of me.
"Miles, I don't know if you'll- ever see this." I paused, but followed my gut. "I'm sorry. I'm so-so sorry. If I told you the truth about the Spider Society, you wouldn't be lost in some other dimension right now. You would be here with me. And we would be solving this problem-- together. I-" I laid my head back on the wet wall, as I continued, " I should have faced the music a long time ago. It's my fault that you're lost. It's my fault I kept my mouth shut. I bit my tongue way too many times, and now because of it, I can't find you. I'm afraid I'll never find you. I want to find you, Miles. I don't want to be across the spiderverse from you. I want- I need to be with you. I can't lose you, Miles. I just can't."
I whimpered, "I can't lose you." And then stopped recording.
"You done?" I heard Peter B. Parker whisper, walking over to me.
I sniffled. "Yeah." Slowly grabbing my watch and reattaching it to my wrist.
Peter reached his hand out to me, pulling me upwards.
"Let's go find him."