Chapter Eighteen

2.1K 69 23
                                        

After Wade had went to wash off his face, you rush to the kitchen. You put on some coffee because you were getting a little tired and didn't want to fall asleep while he was here. After you put on the coffee, you grab some paper plates and some paper towels. Setting the plates down, you pick up the slice of pizza that was on the floor and throw it away. When you return to the living room, Wade is back. The tip of his hair is still damp. He smiles softly at you.

"I really appreciate that, Sweetcheeks." He says, helping you clean up.

"Then your welcome. Take that as a sign of love." You reply. You look up at him, who stops to look back at you.

"I thought you didn't like me." He smiles crookedly.

"And I don't." Looking back down, you continue wiping the shag carpet of it's pizza stain. Finishing, you grab the towel that was from his hand.

Everything seemed to happen in slow motion. His hand reached out and grabbed your wrist. He yanks you to him, setting his free right hand on the small of your back, keeping you pressed to him. Imaginary sparks fly as he presses his lips to yours. Taken aback and kind of surprised, you don't fight back and don't know why. Smiling into this seemingly awkward kiss, you pull your wrist from his grasp and wrap your arms around his neck.

A few seconds pass before you actually gain your senses and push away from him. You run your thumb across your bottom lip as you turn away, setting your other hand on your hip. Your mind was racing with thoughts. You were mostly confused on what just happened.

"(Y/N)...s-sorry. I shouldn't have done that." He says, resting his hand on your shoulder as if to calm you.

Shaking your head, you turn back to him. "It's fine. I swear." You politely shrug off his hand and take your seat on the couch.

----------

Later that night, after acting as if you weren't affected by what he had done, you were relieved when he finally decided to leave. You take the now empty boxes and shove them into the trash. Sighing, you sit back on the couch. Your mind had been thrashed back to the memory that was snapped in that picture from Wades house hours ago. It's been years since that had been taken and two of the three people had changed. One was left dead.

{Flashback}

Wade, Samantha and (Y/N) had been camping for at least two days in a Japanese forest that they couldn't remember the name of. It was creepy yet exhilarating to know that they've lasted two days so far with out going crazy or dying. Samantha had acted a little during this third day but (Y/N) and Wade just simply brushed it off as one of her random attitude days. When night catches up with the trio, Samantha had gone to look for a place to piss. Thirty minutes had passed and Sam hadn't returned.

"Do you think she's ok?" (Y/N) had asked Wade when they were in the tent, awaiting the sound of Sam returning.

"She probably got lost or something," Wade reassures the beautiful girl that had been laying next to him. "She'll find her way back. I promise."

The fifth days Dawn had approached and there was no sign of Sam. (Y/N) had become very concerned for her friends safety. She was internally panicking.

"Wade, she's not back. We need to go find her." She says, a great deal of concern in her eyes.

Wade nodded. "Yea. After we finish packing, we'll look."

They soon make their way around the forest after packing up. After hours of searching and calling out Sam's name, (Y/N) saw a familiar bright pink jacket. The brand of the jacket was Pink, the girly stuff Sam had liked. (Y/N) grabbed it, clutching it against her chest. It reeked of outdoors and blood.

Looking around, (Y/N) had seen a few more things of clothing until she found her friend. Naked and laying on her stomach. She looked blueish and very very pale and dirty. Blood caked her wrists, sides and legs. (Y/N) was horrified at the sight of her friend. She dropped what she had and took off running. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she ran, looking for an exit. Wade was not far behind her, equally upset but not showing it.




(I thought I'd add in the history of what happened in the picture this time. I hope it didn't like make you all emotional or anything X3 but yea. Hope you all liked it!)

Deadpool X ReaderWhere stories live. Discover now