I Miss You

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Written by yours truly. This is an au where Wade and Peter are normal boys and Peter is has schizophrenia and Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD). (trigger warning)

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"Our idols are dead" Peter whispered, looking at his bloodshot eyes in the mirror. "All the stupid people are famous" his eyes roamed around the dark room reflected off of the mirror that was sitting in front of him. "My boyfriend is gone" a tear threatened to fall from his soft brown eyes when the thought of his boyfriend Wade rushed over his mind. His mind raced with flashbacks and thoughts of what he once had.

Peter grabbed onto his hair and screamed, seeing all the flashbacks playing out in his head as if they were happening right there in front of him. "WADE" he screamed, wishing that his former lover would hear him and come to rescue him but this time he didn't. "WADE GET THEM OUT OF MY HEAD" he was screaming at the top of his lungs and scratching at the walls, hoping someone would hear his desperate calls for help and get the demons that haunted him out of his head. "WAAAADE" he hit his head on the brick wall and began to cry as he fell backwards, crippled in pain. "Wade..." His voice came out as an almost silent whimper.

"Baby boy, I'm here!"

Peter heard a voice calling for him but he couldn't tell who it was..

"Wade?!"... "WADE?!" He sat silent, his knees up to his chest and his arms wrapped around them.

"Pete it's me, I'm fine calm down"

He heard the voice clear as day and smiled intensely at the person he could swear was there in the room with him.

"Wade I knew you'd come back! I knew you hadn't died! Those cops tried to tell me that you did and I nearly beat them up when they tried to say that! But you-" Peter rambled on but was hushed by a voice that sounded too close to him to be real.

"Shh baby boy, you'll be alright."

He smiled again, closing his mouth and looking around the dark room. "Wade I miss you" he sullenly spoke, resting his head on the top of his knees. "I miss you more and more every day" his voice began to crack as his mind flooded with memories again. Once again he screamed for help to evacuate the memories from his head, but again, no one returned his call.

"Peter. Please, I'm okay. You're okay. Trust me you'll see me soon I swear. Just close your eyes and I'll be with you again.. Please"

He could hear Wade's voice, as if the larger man was in the room with him. "Wade come back" he cried when the loud voice went silent, all he could hear now was the echo of his own voice off of the walls. "Wade!" "WADE" "WADE!!" Peter was yelling his lungs out and crying like a baby. "COME BACK" all of his words bounced off the walls and came right back to him. "wade" Peter went silent, sitting there amongst his own thoughts.

"Your candle burned out long before
Your legend ever did"

He could hear the humming and incoherent words to the song Candle in the Wind, but it wasn't coming from him. Once again it was Wade.

"Wade I'll be with you soon! Hold on ill go to sleep just kill me when I sleep! I'll see you then! I-I promise!" Peter jumped off the floor and rushed to his bed, laying under the covers and letting his mind finally get the rest that it deserved.

Peter felt himself, no, his spirit being lifted from his body. But he couldn't do anything, he was in a trance and he couldn't move, nor speak, nor scream.. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. He elevated into the sky and away, watching his body beneath him go cold and loose all signs of life. "Wade I'll be with you soon" he thought, "we can sing songs together in heaven" his eyes began to tear up at the happy thoughts of being reunited with his boyfriend.

"Even though I had to die for you, I don't regret a thing" he could only keep his thoughts in his head, because like before, he remained in a trance like state and he was completely lifeless. All he was now was a spirit, in the air, on his way to heaven.

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"Baby boy I knew I'd see you again!" There in front of him stood a young and gorgeous Wade Wilson. His smile lit up the area surrounding them, and he pulled Peter in for a hug. "You know Peter, you were too young to die" his eyes welled up with tears but he wouldn't let a single one fall.

"I missed you Wade, I was really scared" Peter said, gazing into the others eyes.

"I missed you too, 4 years was a really long time without you." Wade gazed back into his young boyfriends chocolate brown eyes.

No other words were spoken, hugs were shared and they knew they were safe here. As long as Peter and Wade have each other, death isn't such a bad thing.

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Okay so I hope you guys enjoyed that cause I had a panic attack writing it since I hate the thought of death but yeah I thought it would make a good story line.

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