Open Wounds - A Bucky Barnes Soulmate AU

Chapter Fifteen

Instead of returning to your room you made your way to the gym. You needed to beat the shit out of something. You popped in the locker room and slid on your workout clothes before taping your hands. Wade was waiting for you when you came out. You sighed. "Thought I said not right now."

He grinned. "Figured you wanted to hurt something. What are besties for?"

"I don't want to hurt you, Wade."

"Sure you do, sweet cheeks. Everyone wants to hurt me."

You snorted a laugh, unable to help yourself. The merc bouncing on his feet in front of you grinned. You watched him for a moment as your lips twitched in amusement. Well, like he said, what were best friends for? You shrugged before landing a right uppercut to his chin.

Wade stumbled backward while you headed to the mat. "What the shit?" he yelled when he joined you. "That wasn't cool, princess. Not cool at all. You have to give me some warning."

You smirked at his dramatics. "But I feel so much better. You're right, hurting you is therapeutic."

He narrowed his eyes and stuck out his bottom lip in a pout.

"Either fight me or let me hit the bag."

Wade nodded and moved into a fighting stance. "You know how this works. We fight and you talk."

You dodged a swing then blocked another. "Talk about what? Pretty sure you heard it all."

"Yeah, and so did everyone else including pretty boy. How are you feeling about that?"

You advanced with a flurry of punches, more than one landing on his ribs. When you stopped, you backed off with a shrug. "It is what it is, Wilson."

"Mmhmm. Well, if you don't want to talk about that, how about we talk about what you're still hiding."

You froze at Wade's words, not expecting him to be so insightful. He managed to land a hit to your stomach before you snapped out of it. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Try again, sweet cheeks. This is Wade you're talking to."

You backed off the mat as you studied him wondering how the hell he'd picked up there was something you were still keeping back. Finally, you shook your head. "That's a discussion that needs to be had with my soulmate and only my soulmate."

Wade smirked. "So, you do intend to talk to him again at some point."

You frowned. "Why wouldn't I talk to him?"

He seemed speechless for a moment. You weren't certain you'd ever seen him that way before. "Now, don't take this the wrong way, princess, but I'm pretty sure everyone is under the impression that you're angry with him."

"I'm not mad at him. I'm angry at myself because I can't get past this." You moved over to hit one of the bags. Wade followed and leaned against the wall where he could see your face but was out of the way. "I know he's not the same person. I know it but my brain won't let me forget who he was. Just when I think I'm making progress I have one of my dreams."

Wade sighed. "If that's true, I think you need to talk to him. He was pretty messed up when you left."

You slammed your fist into the bag one more time. "Shit." You removed the tape from your hands as you moved across the room. "I'll see you later, Wade."

"I could just—"

"Go home, Wilson. I'll call you later." You tossed the tape in the trashcan as you passed by on your way to the elevator. You were sure your best friend was mostly just wanting to make sure you'd be okay, but Wade was also the biggest gossip. He wanted to know what was going on before anyone else.