She shook her head furiously, having to bite down on her lip to keep the whimpers from rising in her throat. She felt horrible. And not because of the fact that she was seeing ghosts, but because of the guilt that racked her entire being, the one that Peter was no doubt feeling in turn. (She had to wonder if anyone was even watching them, judging them. She wouldn't be surprised and she wouldn't blame them. They needed to be judged.)
"I-I know, I know, I know." Jessica found was the only thing she managed to get out, continuing to shake her head. She was feeling worse and worse, wanting nothing more than to just burying into herself and ignore everyone and everything around her, just so she could wallow in her own self-pity. She wanted to explain herself, wanting to tell him that Brainy had been there and he had really just egged her on in his subtle, snottish way, but she didn't.
Peter couldn't know.
"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry, Peter." She sounded like she was going to burst into tears again. She was horrible. He had his own crap to deal with, and here he was forced to handle hers because she was too curious, she was too determined to get herself into trouble as a Parker should. There was a squeeze at her wrists and tentatively, she moved her hands to squeeze his back, turning her gaze downwards. "That's - that's it. That's all. I-I've just been seeing h-him."
She was afraid to look up again in case he was standing there.
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She shook her head furiously, having to bite down on her lip to keep the whimpers from rising in her throat. She felt horrible. And not because of the fact that she was seeing ghosts, but because of the guilt that racked her entire being, the one that Peter was no doubt feeling in turn. (She had to wonder if anyone was even watching them, judging them. She wouldn't be surprised and she wouldn't blame them. They needed to be judged.)
"I-I know, I know, I know." Jessica found was the only thing she managed to get out, continuing to shake her head. She was feeling worse and worse, wanting nothing more than to just burying into herself and ignore everyone and everything around her, just so she could wallow in her own self-pity. She wanted to explain herself, wanting to tell him that Brainy had been there and he had really just egged her on in his subtle, snottish way, but she didn't.
Peter couldn't know.
"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry, Peter." She sounded like she was going to burst into tears again. She was horrible. He had his own crap to deal with, and here he was forced to handle hers because she was too curious, she was too determined to get herself into trouble as a Parker should. There was a squeeze at her wrists and tentatively, she moved her hands to squeeze his back, turning her gaze downwards. "That's - that's it. That's all. I-I've just been seeing h-him."
She was afraid to look up again in case he was standing there.