Romans & histoires Spiderman Kisses Gwen Stacy

“You kissed him, didn’t you?” I choked, coughing so hard my eyes watered. “W-What, no it wasn't like that,” Matt rolled his eyes. “Come on, dude. Everyone saw. You looked like you wanted to, like, eat his face.” I buried my face in my hands, groaning. “It was a dare.” “Sure,” Matt said, snorting. “And I’m secretly Spider-Man.” I wanted to crawl into a hole and die. “I don’t have to control who he talks to,” I muttered through my hands.

he pointed to me, and that's honestly unethical to cast me a false accusation for such a thing I never did. "Marco, stop that!" a woman with short hair called out, coming over to him, her arms outstretched to stop him from making sudden movements toward me. "No! A killer deserves no sympathy!" his voice rose almost hysterically. "Enough, Marco! She's not a killer!" Israel placed himself between Marco and me. "You're being tactless, and that's unforgivable. Gwen is the only silver werewolf who saved me from death and my sister. So please, don't make any filthy false accusation because she's too innocent."