BAD IDEA ― deadpool & wolverine

TWELVE

CHAPTER TWELVE:
LIFE FUCKING SUCKS WHEN WADE WILSON'S MAD AT YOU

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KETTI KNEW SHE'D MADE A MESS OF THINGS AFTER FRANK LEFT HER APARTMENT AND EVEN CETTI-CAT REFUSED TO CUDDLE HER.

"It's not my fault," she frowned at the cat, who seemed to glare at her on the floor. "I like Frank. What's wrong with liking Frank?"

Cetti-Cat's eyes narrowed.

"You're only mad because Logan hasn't called," she rolled her eyes. "You didn't even like Wade."

Didn't.

She used past tense.

Like they wouldn't fucking see each other again. Like her heart didn't fucking hurt with every second that passed and she wasn't fucking dying inside.

Like she didn't text Wade a dozen times the day he and Logan showed up. The day she always liked — because birthdays were the only time of year she felt loved by people around her — and it was fucking ruined by her own stupid decisions.

But they weren't stupid.

She did like Frank.

He was funny and warm and made her feel safe and secure and he was so good in bed.

When she told Johnny she was getting serious with someone else, he shrugged her words off. Didn't even flinch. And it didn't bother her.

But when Frank realized she had affections — because that was it, it's not like she loved them (she is such a fucking liar) — for Wade and Logan, her heart hurt.

Like she'd fucked everyone over.

Fucked Frank and then fucked him over. Didn't fuck Logan or Wade but fucked them over anyway.

Ketti fucking hurt everyone by being around them.

(Who's the most melodramatic person on the planet? If your answer was Logan, you're right. If your answer was Ketti, you're also right. Congratulations, you win a fuck you from me personally for insulting my two favorite people.)

Ketti knew she had to talk to them. Had to sort everything out. Had to...figure out boundaries or whatever the fuck.

She wasn't even sure how it happened.

Peter said Wade and Logan were her "boyfriends without the benefits" and maybe that was fucking true.

God, she was such a fucking mess of a person. Hurting the only good fucking people in her life.

Ketti tossed the toy mouse for Cetti-Cat, who watched the mouse move across the room, then looked back at Ketti in almost annoyance.

"You're so fucking weird," she rolled her eyes at the cat, leaning back on her sofa.

Fuck.

—

Ketti had tried to call Wade, but to no avail. She didn't even know where he lived. He'd never told her. She supposed that had something to do with Logan's daughter — who she'd only heard mentioned twice — so she couldn't be mad they spent most of their time at her place.