The Pain I Can't Heal

The Attack

Wade sat in a room, doing nothing but thinking and sitting. He couldn't stop hearing the words "who are you?" In his head over and over again. He felt as though he was going to cry, he loved Peter. Peter doesn't love him back now. Wade stayed locked away for a week or two...maybe even more. He couldn't keep track of how long he kept himself locked up because that was the same amount of time he was away from his spider. He knew that if he went out, he was bound to see Spider-Man. His phone rang, he picked it up. He got a job. He suited up and left his apartment. It wasn't long until he saw Peter swinging from one building to another, he saw that he was fighting. Peter struggled, this enemy must've been strong. Wade felt the urge to go and help him but he just...couldn't. He can't get into any contact with him.
    Peter fought hard but he was knocked into a wall, he hit his head hard and was left in a fainting state. As his vision started to go black he felt his mask get ripped off his face by the enemy.
"Now I know what you look like." The enemy chuckled.
"You are sooo gonna die." Peter heard a familiar voice say. He watched as the Deadpool, the person he met before, kill his enemy. He was stabbed multiple times, including in the eyes.
"Deadpool?" Peter starting sitting up but stopped due to his banging head. Deadpool rushed over to him and laid Peters head on his lap, cushioning it.
"Are you okay?"
"Yea..." Peter said as he fainted in Deadpool's lap.
       Wade ran his fingers through Peter's hair  remembering how soft it was. He felt as though he was going to cry, it's been weeks now and they aren't together. Worst of all, Peter doesn't remember them being together. Wade couldn't pass up the chance, he pulled up his mask above his lips and kissed Peters.
        Peter felt the kiss, he felt his spider sense go off. All of the sudden he started remembering him being with a man, being happy and kissing a man. He remembered how soft that mans lips were, how far they went. He remembered an exact day where he and that man were cuddled up on a couch making out, remembering how happy that day was. The feeling of the lips stopped. He opened his eyes and sat up. He saw Deadpool behind him with his mask down.
"You okay?" He asked.
"I-I swear I just remembered me kissing a man." Peter was panting now, he was freaking out, "I remember being so happy...yet I forgot." He started crying, is this what is making me feel depressed? He thought.
"....." Deadpool stood up grabbing Peters hands and pulling him up.
"I feel so broken not remembering that man, it's like a part of me is gone." Peter grabbed his mask and placed it back over his head.
"I'm sorry, I don't know how that feels.." he lied.
"It's cool," Peter realized that he was seen without his mask by someone he doesn't even know, "um you'll forget what I look like..right." If only he could, thought Deadpool.
"Sure," Deadpool shook his head, "no problem superhero." He took off, wanting to get this job over with and go back to moping.