#makemyownxchoices

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[ text ] Gwen, I know you’re mad. 

[ text ] You can’t avoid me forever.

[ text ] Okay, you can.

[ text ] But please don’t.

[ text ] Gweeeeeeennnnnnn.

    --;    Waking up had been like taking that first breath after thinking you were going to drown, get lost beneath the surface. Conciseness came in a flurry of activity that meant equipment being pushed and crashing to the floor. Harry's initial reaction had been violent, scattered thoughts grasping at memories that seemed just out of reach. What had happened to him? Unable to settle the Oscorp heir down they had sedated him, sending him right back to his blissfuly ignorant sleep.

                         When he woke up for a second time, he was far more calm. The nurses came in and tended to the confused son. Harry asked questions - thinking he was in some sort of hospital. Had the disease overthrown him finally, was he so close to dying already that he was now doomed to the bed he would pass away in? The more questions he asked - the more evasive the nurses became. All they would tell him was that he had been in some sort of accident. Quickly he learned that even though he was in some Oscorp medical facility...he was a prisoner here. Though he was still far too weak to attempt to get out.

         When he was well enough, he let his bare feet make contact with the cool ground. Sensitive to it he sucked in a breath as he righted himself. Everything hurt, it felt as if he had been hit by a truck. His body was still adjusting the foreign substances of which he was unaware were coursing through his veins. The world tilts dangerously but he's determined.  

    --;    The Osborn doesn't get far until he realizes that he isn't actually the only person in this wing. His eyes stare through a sheet of glass at a sleeping, delicate blonde woman. That's Gwen - Gwen Stacey. Harry wonders what she's doing here and almost as if she is a trigger, he is assaulted by unfamiliar memories. Pain, anger and hate. The boy collapses before going into a violent fit again - catching a disturbing glimpse of himself in the glass. His eyes linger on Gwen before the sedation kicks in and he's dragged back to his room.

                       It's a couple days before he goes back to that room. When he does he learns that she's in a coma. His initial reaction is to call Peter but they are determined to keep both Gwen and Harry in and everybody else out. Over the next couple weeks, it becomes a habit of his, visiting Gwen's room. At first he just sits there in silence, eventually he begins talking to her. Telling her about the fits of rage, how after they knock him out his memory seems to be affected. How he suspects that they've done something to him, that they're drugging him and doing tests on him. They take so much of his blood. 

                                                                          Always asleep. Nothing ever changes.                                                          He is more alone than ever before.

         This is where he is now. Sitting by her bedside, he feels a strange compulsion to keep her safe. From who and for what reason he can't tell. Yet still he sits here, just looking at her. Something's different though, Harry sees the slightest movement, and stands with expectation... "Gwen...?"

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{ meme }

"You alright, Gwen?I mean, last I checked,I was already yours.”