Team Obliteration : The Destruction Cube

Chapter 13

Deadpool's P.O.V.

Deadpool had decided to leave the house before dinner without saying a word to anyone. It's not like anyone would notice him leaving anyways.

He packed up his things and headed down the staircase. He noticed that everyone was gathered at the dining table – including that Danny brat who was holding Jayla's hand – and they were all chatting happily together. Alex waved to him before he stepped out the door, but no one else acknowledged that he was leaving.

He stepped out of the house and closed the door quietly behind him before heading to his apartment. Once he was there, he ordered some pizza for himself, and flicked on the TV.

Not that he was going to watch any TV anyways.

"Well, then," he said to himself. "I save her, and then she goes and hugs the brat. Why? Because he snapped her out of her amnesia."

"Well..." Italics started, then Deadpool heard his doorbell ring. "The pizza!"

Deadpool got up and headed to the door, pulling his mask on. He swung it open to find the pizza delivery guy standing there.

Deadpool snatched the pizza box from him, then asked him, "Are you married?"

The guy looked taken aback. "No...?" he said.

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

"Yes..."

"Well then," said Deadpool again. "!@#$ you!" He threw the money at the guy's face – he looked very confused now – and then he slammed the door.

"You see?" said Deadpool. "Everyone's happy. Everyone but me."

"I think you shouldn't have done that to the pizza guy," said Bold. "He's never gonna come here to deliver pizza to you again."

"I don't care!" said Deadpool throwing his hands up in exasperation. Then he took a slice of pizza.

"This is good..." he murmured as he chewed his slice. "Why did I even bother trying?" he shouted suddenly.

"Jayla or the pizza? Cause she's nice, I guess?"

Deadpool laughed bitterly. "Yeah. But I shouldn't even have bothered if I knew that she would never like me."

A few days later...

Cassandra's P.O.V.

Cassie had begun to worry about Deadpool. The moment Jayla had gotten her memories back, he had abandoned all of them and left the house without a word. She wondered why Deadpool had stuck by Jayla's side for so long only to leave when she woke up. She knew that he could be very unpredictable and his actions were sometimes unexplainable, but this seemed over the top.

No one else seemed to bother about the fact that he had left and hadn't returned home for a week. Sometimes Cassie would bring up the topic, but they would always just say things like, "He's always like that," or "That's just how he is."

Cassie realized that no one had checked his room for any signs that he might have left permanently, so she decided that she would do it.

She padded up the staircase quietly in her socks after lunch one Sunday. Once she reached his room, she gingerly pushed it open and was shocked to find Jayla and Danny kissing while standing in the middle of the room.

She made a gagging sound and they quickly pulled apart and turned to look at her.

Jayla had gone red all over and Danny was stammering, but Cassie stopped them.

"Out," she demanded while pointing her thumb out of the door. "Why would you do this is Deadpool's room, of all people?"

Jayla blamed Danny, and Danny tried to explain that it was because Deadpool had offended him recently.

"I don't care," said Cassie. "Now get out, the both of you. And you," she pointed at Danny, "I don't want to see you anywhere near my friend again. You're a bad influence, and I can tell that you've hurt her too." Danny looked taken aback.

Then she said it. Cassie said it without thinking what effect it might have.

"You too should honestly, really, break up."

Both of them turned bright red at that.

She turned to face Jayla as she walked out the room. "Jayla, you of all people should know what's good and what's bad for you." she sighed sadly, then closed the door behind them.

Now that there was no couple kissing anymore, Cassie could study the room properly. It was left quite neat, which was unusual for Deadpool, and it looked like he had taken all his stuff.

Cassie ran and threw open the wardrobe to find his clothes all gone too. She ran into the bathroom and found it deserted as well.

So he left, thought Cassie. Permanently.

Cassie immediately dashed out of the room, but then noticed a piece of paper sticking out from under one of Deadpool's pillows.

She neared it and yanked it out. It turned out to be Deadpool's drawing that looked like Jayla, but he had scribbled on top of the drawing with an angry looking version of himself and several other things that she didn't quite understand.

She stared at it for a while, contemplating what to do, then decided to fold it and tuck it into her pocket. She'll have to ask Deadpool about it later.

She ran to her room to change into better clothes and pack up some things for Deadpool. After stuffing everything she needed into her backpack, she headed downstairs and grabbed some chocolate and a bag of chips before stuffing those too into her backpack.

Shouldering her backpack and grabbing her keys, she waved to the others – who had questioning looks on their faces – and told them that she would be going somewhere for a while and would be back in a bit.

She hopped into her car, started the engine, and drove to Deadpool's apartment.

A while later...

Cassie had been to every single one of Deadpool's apartments and had found no sign of him. Just as she was about to give up, she remembered Deadpool's drawing.

She took it out of her pocket and unfolded it, studying it for a while.

She laid a hand over it and closed her eyes, trying to focus her energy into finding Deadpool. She chanted a tracking spell, and soon – instead of the backs of her eyelids – she saw a clear image of Deadpool sitting in his apartment, asleep on his couch. The image zoomed out to the whole apartment building.

Cassandra opened her eyes and began her drive to the location.