All My Marvel Ships

Spideypool: My Savior

AN: I'm starting off this story at a bit of a sad note due to some personal things, but like I always say it WILL end happy. I'm much to sappy for sad endings. (Quick backstory to what I'm talking about) I recently almost did something really really bad. I came pretty close too, but a close friend of mine talked me out of it. I know that a lot of you probably go through the same thing so I decided to put out the conversation we had. My friend wanted to be anonymous so I decided to write a one-shot using Deadpool. He's going to be relaying the conversation we had to Spider-Man.... and I just wanted to give a special thanks to my Deadpool for everything that you've done for me 💙 Enjoy!

Spidey's POV:

I was crying again. To the point where I could hardly see. I hated feeling this way. I felt so empty and broken and useless.

My hand was stuffed in my mouth as an attempt to muffle my cries so Wade wouldn't come home and hear me upset. I know it made him unhappy. I didn't want to let him down.

After failing to dry my eyes, I stumble over to my nightstand and reach into the drawer. I pull out the shard of glass that I know will stop the pain.

I take my hand out of my mouth so I could use my arm to mend my pathetic broken self. I brought she sharp edge down to my pale skin and watch as the creamy skin changes to a bitter sweet red color. I push it down and slice my arm so I could feel anything besides this mental pain and emptiness.

"I'm worthless... and this is what I deserve," I whisper to myself and start to bring my shaking hand down for another incision.

All of a sudden, I feel arms wrap around me. I turn and see Wade through my blurry vision. He pulls the shard gently from my hands and places it out of my reach. Wade sits on the floor with me and pulls me into his lap.

"You're not worthless, Petey. You help so many people. You even helped me, and dear god do I love you for it. More than anything in the world I love you. I promise you don't deserve this, baby boy. And you know I'd never lie to you, my Spidey."

He wraps me tight in one of his familiar bear hugs, but I couldn't bring myself to care. I know that I only caused him pain. I knew that Wade only stayed with me because he felt sorry for me, "Wade, please... I know you feel as if you owe me something, but I promise you can leave. It won't matter. I always knew you would... everyone does."

Wade frowns and shakes his head. He plants a soft kiss on my lips and squeezes me even tighter to him, "No, Petey! I'm staying because I love you! I love you more than I've ever loved anything in my life. I'm never going to leave you. Not ever. Wanna know why? Its because you have me wrapped so tightly around your pretty little finger. You could go on a massacre of the entire earth, and I'd still say that you were the most perfect thing in this world. Because you are! Petey... you're nowhere near worthless. No one is. No matter how horrible and how hard it seems. Life isn't worthless. You're not worthless. We're all here for a reason, and it will be hard until you find it, but once you do, it'll get so much better! It will still be hard at times, but this is just the lowest point, and once you get past this part there's nowhere to go but up. And you'll never have to hit a point this low ever again."

The tears still fell past my face as I listened to what Wade was saying. It kinda made sense.... and I know Wade wouldn't ever lie to me. Maybe he's right.

"Wade... I want to believe you're right but it just hurts so much, and this makes it stop. I just want it to stop, Wade," I sobbed out.

Wade kissed my lips and started to wipe away my tears, "I know, baby boy. I know, but I promise it'll be better. We're all here for a reason."

At that, he pulled back from me and peeled off his shirt. Wade ripped the bottom edge off and stared to wipe the blood off my arms. He ripped off another strip and wrapped it around my now clean arm. He then pulled me back into his lap and started peppering kisses all over me.

"W-wade? Do you know your reason?" I whispered out and began wiping away tears.

Wade smiled softly, "I do. At first, it was to always protect my daughter and make sure she has a wonderful life, and now I have another reason... Its to protect my pretty little Petey. And make sure these horrible monsters don't come after him ever again."

I smiled at that. That's what he always called my depression. Monsters. He always made it sound like these feelings weren't my fault.

"Hey, baby boy? Do you wanna go cuddle together? Maybe it'll make you feel a bit better?"

God, Wade was just too sweet. I loved him more than anything. He was always so good to me and always put up with my personal stuff and helped me through it.

"Of course, Wade."

I knew I wasn't better yet. Not by a long shot because despite what the fairy tales make it out to be. People can't just kiss and make all your fears and sadness disappear. But he had helped. I know now that no matter what, I have someone to talk to when I'm feeling like this. I never have to resort to that. Not when I've got someone like Wade to help me through this. I know that with time and lots of work, I can eventually find happiness. One that won't be constantly interrupted by the looming threat of depression. It won't be perfect because nothing ever is. And there will be low points just like Wade said, but this was definitely my lowest and I won't fall down that far ever again.