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3 days later.

"When I first met Sienna, we were five and just starting kindergarten. I remember the way she was so shy just like any other on their first day so I was the one who had to have the courage to tell her if she wanted to be my friend. That day when she kept going up and down on the slide by herself-that's when I asked her and we became bestfriends ever since. Teachers and students saw us as inseparable and that's what we were. We would do everything together. As we grew up, we used to talk about the future. We used to say that since there was no guys that we liked, we would marry each other and have five kids as a joke...only I was kidding, she was not. She loved me as more than a bestfriend and I only realized I loved her the same until it was too late. Now not only will I never see her married but I will never see her getting ready for Homecoming, I will never see her struggle with homework, I will never see her get excited that we were finally in our senior year of high school, I will never see her get ready for prom and have the time of her life, and I will never see her walk the stage to receive her diploma. Those are only some of the things that I will never see from her. During our last moments together, it wasn't so great and I wish I could go back in time. She used to say that she would die for me...and she did, only I wish she hadn't or else I wouldn't be feeling this way now. She was a very good person and she was supposed to live and enjoy her life and be with me, her friends, and her Mom. I'll love you forever and ever, Sienna. Until I see you again. Rest In Peace."

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Rosemary was laying on her bed, her clunging onto the Spider-Man plush toy as she stared at the polaroid of her with Sienna with dried tears on her face.

She heard the door open, wiping her snot with a napkin. "Rose?" She saw Peter who had now changed from his black suit that he wore to the funeral, into jeans and a t-shirt.

When she didn't say anything, he entered her bedroom and sat next to her as he looked at the photograph. "I miss her too."

"I know."

Peter looked around her room before turning back to look at her. "You know, MJ made your favorite-spaghetti and meatballs. C'mon, you haven't eaten anything in days."

Rosemary shook her head. "I'm not hungry, Peter."

He sighed. "Fine. If you're not hungry, will you just come with me? I have to show you something." He got up, reaching his hand out for her to take. "I think it's time I finally explain everything to you."

Rosemary put the picture down, before grabbing his hand as he led her out the room.

They rode on the bus as Rosemary wondered where they were going but didn't say a word. She followed Peter off the bus as she walked alongside him. They were heading for the Golden Gate bridge when she finally decided to speak up. "Peter, where are we going?"

He smiled, not turning around until he made a stop alongside the bridge. "You wanted an explanation...I'm here to tell you." He leaned against the railing, waiting for her to join him.

Rosemary frowned, standing by his side. "What does this place have anything to do with me?"

"In this exact spot, fifteen years ago, I saved your life. I was sixteen at the time and it was just a normal day for me, fighting crime as Spider-Man, only it wasn't. I heard your mother screaming for help...but it wasn't just that that caught my attention. There was hundreds of people that day on this bridge screaming for my help but what caught my attention was a baby crying. You were crying. You want to know what I did? Rose, you know the story."

Rosemary looked down. "You dropped everything to go and save me."

He nodded. "I did. I saved you and believe me, I tried to save your mother but we both knew that wasn't going to happen. It hurt me to see her go down with the car but you know what she told me before she died?" He looked over at Rosemary to see her listening. "Promise me. Promise me you'll take care of her...she has no one else. I was so young and was already trying to keep my grades up but I did promise her. I promised her that I would take care of you and I've kept my promise. I protected you from any danger and even when Spider-Man doesn't kill...I had to kill Mysterio in order for him to not hurt you like he was going to do. I took you home with me and had no idea what I was doing but luckily I got help from Aunt May and MJ."

Rosemary wiped the tears from her eyes. "Did you get her name?"

"I didn't at the time but I managed to find out through the system. Her name was Marisol. Marisol Murillo. She was twenty-nine years old. She was pregnant with you when she crossed the Mexican border. She made it here while not getting caught and she got her papers. She waited for months for your father, Samuel De La Cruz, to join you two but he passed away before he could. I could tell by the way she looked that when I took off my mask, she expected someone older but she knew to trust me. She needed someone to trust with her daughter."

Rosemary swallowed. "What about mine?"

Peter turned to look at her. "Lucia."

She held onto the railing, trying to breath. She opened them now as she looked over at Peter. "I never thanked you for doing what you did. She gave you a huge responsibility at such a young age and instead of letting me die with her, you saved me. You and MJ chose to raise me as your own and you did a hell of a job. You both did. So, thank you Dad."

Peter stood there in shock. "What did you call me?"

Rosemary smiled. "Dad...because that's what you are no matter what. Michelle is my Mom, Nathan is my brother and you're my Dad."

Peter was nearly in tears. "I hated hearing you call me Peter so now that I get to hear you call me Dad after so long," He pulled her in for a hug. "I love you, Lucia."

Rosemary frowned, pulling away. "No, don't call me that. My name is Rosemary. Rosemary Lucia Parker."

Peter grinned. "I love it."

Rosemary chuckled, looking down. "So you jumped to save me from down there, huh? That's a long way down."

He scoffed. "That was nothing."

She bit her lip. "If you could go back to do something different that day, would you?"

Peter shook his head. "No way. You're the best thing that came into my life, Rose. You changed our lives, especially mine."

Rosemary smiled. "Thanks, Dad."

Peter smirked. "You know what would've been the one thing that I would've done different? I should've layed you down on Aunt May's bed instead of mine because you pooped on it."

Rosemary burst out laughing, gently shoving him. "I did not!"

Peter laughed with her. "Yes, you did. I remember freaking out because there was so much-"

"Okay, Okay, gross. I don't want to hear it. How about we go home? I'm craving Mom's spaghetti." Rosemary smirked.

"Yeah," He raised an eyebrow at her. "Race you home?" He said, pointing to her necklace.

Rosemary grinned. "Oh, it's on!" When she was about to run off, she turned back to him. "I love you 3000, Dad. Last one home gets to wash the dishes!" She gently shoved him before running off to change into her suit.

Peter smiled, watching her run off. "That's my girl."

author's note:

it started with rosemary and peter and it ended with rosemary and peter 🥺 i'm literally crying, i can't believe it's over. believe me i didn't want it to be over but every good thing must come to an end right ? ahhh i can't handle this, i'm sorry.

i wanted to say a thank you to ALL OF YOU AMAZING PEOPLE for reading my book and reading this far. thank you for commenting and thank you for voting. if you would've told me a few months back that i would be finished with my book, i wouldn't have believed you (because before i would always unpublish a book for a stupid reason) BUT i really loved the plot that i got out of this.

shoutout to the amazing spider-man🙌🏼🙌🏼 (where i got my inspiration from)

i love you guys so much and thank you for reading. i could never thank you enough. thanks for reading.

oh and don't forget that i will be doing the second interview so that will be published soon so you guys could comment your questions🤗

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All the love, Gabby.

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