The Legacy We Hold--Sequel to Spoken From the Heart

Chapter 4- Harley

We've been back to school for a week now. 

Peter has done everything in his power to get paired up with Wade for the big Chemistry project. (They share Chemistry and pre-calc. Apparently Wade is smart) 

It hasn't worked. Mr. Harrington, Peter's favorite teacher, refuses to either take bribes or just pair Peter up with Wade in general. 

I don't know why. Wade doesn't get any work done, it'd be easy for Peter just to do the project by himself, and get an A. Maybe Mr. Harrington will pair him with someone smart, so Peter can challenge himself. 

"Hey! Rogers-Stark!" Wade Wilson shoves me into a locker. 

"W-what was-" I start. 

"Tell your idiot twin brother to stop trying to talk to me!" Wade snarls. "It's annoying and unappealing!"

"And if I don't?" I respond, angrily. No one threatens me, or Peter, and gets away with it. 

"Or I'll shove your foot so far up your ass it'll come out the other end." Wade hisses. He shoves me one more time and stalks off. 

Thankfully no one else was around to see. 

I take a shaky breath and head off down the hall and into the library. 

{{TIME SKIP}}

"Peter, Harley how was school?" 

"Good." We answer in unison. I grin at Peter, before setting my bag on the hook and heading to my room.

"MJ and Ned have stuff to do?" Steve asks. Peter nods. 

"Yeah. They were paired to work together for math." I say. 

"Oh. Are you two up for Mario Kart?" Steve grins, and Peter and I look at each other before running downstairs, with Steve close behind. 

{{TIME SKIP AGAIN SORRY}}

"Hey, Harls, can I ask you something?" Peter whispers. 

I groan and look at my phone. 

"Pete, it's twelve-thirty. I need my beauty sleep." I reply.

"Oh. I'll ask you in the morning." The sheets rustle from beneath me. 

"No, Peter, I'm kidding, you can ask me at any time of any day," I answer, shocked that Peter would ever think that he couldn't talk to me. 

"It's about Wade." Peter answers and bile rises up in my throat. 

I remember what Wade said. 

Tell your idiot twin brother to stop trying to talk to me

But I keep quiet. I'm not crushing Peter's hopes. Wade can do whatever he wants to me, as long he leaves Peter alone.

Or I'll shove your foot so far up your ass it'll come out the other end

I close my eyes, trying to banish the memory. 

"I really like him." I snort. 

"Peter, if that's what you wanted to tell me, I already knew."

"Shush, Harley, this is serious." Peter's voice wavers. I sit up carefully, trying not to hit my head on the ceiling and climb down the ladder. I shove Peter over and get in the bed next to him. This was how we used to sleep. 

When we were younger. Peter used to have nightmares. Of Pops and Dad leaving us, as our birth parents did. 

I vaguely remember them, Peter's always had a better memory than me, but they abandoned us when we were three. They left us on May's Home for Boys. On the front step. For her to find. 

Then Pops and Dad adopted us. And Peter would scream and cry. And I would climb into bed with him since I was the only one who could calm him down. 

"What do you need?" I ask, pulling the blanket over me. 

"I want to ask him out, but what if... what if he says no. What if he's not gay? What if-"

"Pete, I love you, and I want you to be happy, but I think you need to get to know Wade better. As a friend. See if you like his personality and not just his looks." I inform. Peter nods, moving closer to me. 

"Thanks, Harley."

"Now, go to bed. We have school in the morning." I move my arm around Peter.

Peter nods again, his breathing evening out as he falls asleep, me not long after. 

I feel like I'm dragging this out. I know I promised more, but this is a filler chapter and ughhhh I'm sorry if this story feels slow,

no matter!

Things will happen. I have a plan for this book, and it's coming along. 

ummm question: how's quarantine been for you? 

for me it's been slow, but nice to catch up on my readings and watchings and writings. 

OH! And if we get to 500 reads, I'll do a Q & A or just like facts. about me. 

XOXO Valkyrie