Glazed Eyes, Empty Hearts ➳ Spideypool

5➳Ease

Now I'm down to my skin and bones
My baby listens to me on the phone
But I can't help feeling like I'm all alone, all alone
The truth is, the stars are falling, babe
And I'd never ever thought that I would say
I'm afraid of the life that I've made, I've made

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{4 years ago}

Ben had decided that I needed some guy time. Some time without May and without school and without my nerdy science obsessions. He wanted me to go be a guy. Be one of the guys.

He allowed me to invite my best friend with me once I had told him that he wasn't obsessed with science like me.

Ben was also bringing along some work friends and their kids for us to hang out with.

Ben was happy that I had a friend that I spent time with, but he didn't enjoy that we spent most of the time hanging out in our bedrooms. I would read and he'd play video games. Sometimes I'd read for him. Sometimes I'd help him with homework. It helps me feel good to work. Even though I'm not one of the guys.

Neither of them were happy that my closest friend was 4 years older than me either. It wasn't ideal. But they finally shrugged it off once they saw how close we were.

When we got to the camp grounds, everyone else was already there and a weird sense of jealousy came over me when I saw my friend talking with all the other boys. I had to remind myself he wasn't mine just because he was my best friend.

"Hey, everyone!" Wade shouted, face lighting up in a grin when he spotted me. "This is my best friend, Peter!"

Even though Wade was already 16, he fit in perfectly with all of us middle schoolers.

I waved shyly, already feeling anxious around the group of people. Ben had been greeting all his other friends as they got some fishing equipment set up.

Somehow, Wade spotted my nerves, knowing my ticks and signs, and said he was going to show me around, linking elbows with me.

I had no choice but to follow him through the forestry, admiring the nature around me, though I had only been thinking about how much I prefer to be in my own bedroom. I was a hermit crab. Still am. I like my safety room. I don't like leaving my safe place.

We arrived at a small clearning that turns off into a secret entrance to the lake, a ways away from the rest of the people.

"You didn't have to do that. I know you like people," I mumbled, shuffling awkwardly on my feet.

He slung an arm around my small shoulders and grinned like he just got given the best news. "I like hanging out with you, pumpkin. Not just anyone gets my attention. Not like you."

This was before Deadpool. Before Spider-Man. Before all of that. Wade still had his wonderfully quirky eyebrows and long, dark eyelashes, and short soft hair. Smooth skin, without the rough planes of scars. He was still big though. Muscular, tall, broad. Intimidating especially to me, barely 5'4, scrawny, anxious.

"Thank you," I murmured, blushing softly.

"Anything for you, petey-pie," Wade said, smirking and tightening his grip on my shoulders as he led me towards the lake. "Wanna go swimming?"