Two weeks had passed by quickly.

Missy had decided to stay on with her Mom over the Christmas holidays, much to her mother's delight.

Her Mom lived down with Missy's Aunt down in Florida. She suffered from terrible arthritis but that hadn't stopped her Mom doting on her completely over the past few days.

Missy had of course told her Mom everything. How she had betrayed her boyfriend of two years…how she had slept with Wade, her best friend…

But she had also told her how the merc had made her feel. How much she had hated being apart from him. And the guilt she felt not feeling the same about David.

Her mother had merely smiled and told her that she obviously already knew what she wanted.

So now here Missy was, back on the darkening city streets, having just hopped out of a cab from the airport.

And she wanted to find him.

Wade.

To explain to him how she was feeling. Why she had just left like that…

She had had seventeen missed calls from Wade since she had been gone. Much more than the three she had received from David.

But this wasn't a game.

This was her life.

And she was an idiot for trying to play two men at once.

Missy had made her decision….

She had already tried Wade's apartment, but there had been no answer.

So there was only one more place she knew the merc might be at this moment…

Sister Margaret's School for Wayward Girls, a dingy little bar that Wade's often frequented.

He had dragged her there once, a long, long time ago for a drink and proceeded to get her horrendously drunk on a work night. He had ended up carrying her home over his shoulder in a fireman's lift, the two of them singing an off-key rendition of Journey's Don't Stop Believing the entire way home. David luckily had not been home that night, to see her in such a state.

She glanced over at the dingy little sign and stepped through the small red doorway, in dark jeans and a pair of high heels with her usual chic raincoat thrown over the top. All she had with her, was a small carry-on her mother hand leant her after Missy had turned up at her doorstep with nothing but her purse and cell phone.

It was 9pm and the bar was already crowded.

It was two days until New Year's and there was already a buzz in the air.

Missy had a gift for Wade stuffed in her bag and her heart pounded at the mere thought of seeing him again.

Feeling his strong hands on her body…his gentle touch…

She strutted past a couple of drunken biker types, who looked her up and down, and turned the corner.

Her eyes travelled across the room, her lips curved up into a smile.

But suddenly she froze.

Paling…

For stood at the bar was Wade, in his sheepskin jacket, usual messy hair and dazzling smile.

But standing before him, her hands pressed up against his broad chest, was a very attractive woman with short brown hair and a teasing smile.

Wade was gazing down at her chuckling, his teeth tugging at his bottom lip.

They looked perfect together.

The woman's lips lingering close to the merc's as they spoke.

Missy gulped, his breathing shallow in her chest.

She couldn't blame him for moving on.

For finding someone else.

After all, she had just left him…

Had no contact with him for two weeks…

And besides….

She was with David…

Missy gave another painful gulp.

She was David's girlfriend….and not Wade's.

Wade had been her friend… and that was all.

Obviously she had been such an idiot to think otherwise.

She felt tears pricking at her eyes and she knew she couldn't speak to him.

Not tonight….

She just…she just wanted to sleep and cry…and sleep some more.

So turning on her heel, Missy fled the bar, pushing past a couple of men in leather jackets as she did so, and running out once more into the cool night.


For the past two weeks Wade had done nothing but pine.

He had spent a miserable Christmas here in Weasel's bar with the many, many other misfits who had no better places to go for the holidays.

He was utterly upset.

He presumed that Missy had gone straight back to David. Obviously, immediately regretting her night spent with him.

Wade had wanted her for so, so long…

And he had made sure he had appreciated every inch of her soft skin…memorising the feel of her under his fingertips.

For one night she had been his and his alone…

But Missy had obviously not felt the same.

Now the merc was stood, propping up the bar in Sister Margaret's, having just finished a job, threatening a young kid who had been stalking a young girl.

But he wasn't alone.

Mere moments after he had announced that he was buying drinks for everyone at the bar, she had appeared.

She was sexy… teasing…and everything the merc should want…

And he knew that she would help to take her mind off everything…oh, so well…

But the merc knew how he felt… and not even this naughty little vixen could change that…

Wade gazed down at the dark-haired woman before him. "Look-"

"Vanessa," she purred.

"-Vanessa," said Wade smiling and prising her hands from him, gently. "You seem like a lovely …girl. But sadly, my heart belongs to someone else."

Vanessa gave a smile, taking a step back, looking interested.

"Oh yeah?" she said bouncing on her hip. "Tell me more... is she the Princess Buttercup to your Westley? "

Wade gave a sad smile.

"Probably more like the Leia to my Han, with her brother, aka her actual boyfriend, getting in the way," said the merc with a sigh.

He slumped down onto the barstool behind him, looking despondent.

"It's just like….he's got some sort of fucking hold on her," said Wade, running a hand over his face. "And no matter what I do…"

He trailed off, shaking his head.

"Sorry," he said glancing up and cocking a smile at Vanessa. "I should just pay you to be my therapist for the night."

"Honey," she said, placing a hand on his broad shoulder, giving it a pat. "You wouldn't be the first."

Wade glanced up, as Weasel appeared behind the bar once more.

"Is he still fucking pining for his dream girl?" said Weasel in a strong drawl. "I told you, you just need to go out there and fight for her, man."

Wade frowned.

"Well that's a pretty fucking hard thing to do when she doesn't feel the same," said the merc in an irritable voice.

"No, he's right," said Vanessa with a nod, gesturing to Weasel with nod of her head. "You need to tell her all of this this. How you feel about her."

Wade glanced between his friend and Vanessa. He gave smile.

"Forgive me, Vanessa," said Wade, cheering up a little. "… I haven't introduced you to my entirely fuckable buddy Weasel, here. Who has enough cash behind that bar to last him a lifetime with you."

Weasel grinned as Vanessa turned her head in his direction smiling.

"I'm not gonna deny that…" said the barman, as Vanessa pulled at her lip, paying him her full attention.

"Weasel," said the spectacle-wearing man, holding out his hand.

"Vanessa," she said, purring into his ear, as she leaned forwards, taking his hand, Weasel giving a groan of pleasure.

Wade raised his eyebrows, give a chuckle and shuffling away. At least one of them would have a good night tonight…


Missy turned her key in the lock and pushed open the door to her apartment.

She wanted so much to cry.

But all of this…it was her fault.

This was what she deserved.

She was barely through the hallway when a sudden figure appeared before her.

"WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN?" said the imposing figure of David blocking her path, his voice raised. "Two fucking weeks I've been here on my own, and now you show up?"

Missy cowered by the wall, giving a gulp.

He was right to shout at her like that.

David took a step toward her.

"I've had to cook and clean for myself…over fucking Christmas! While you just swan off and don't even fucking bother telling anyone where you're going," his tone was biting, his eyes dark. "You utter selfish fucking bitch."

Missy's eyes immediately dropped to the floor, her cheeks burning red.

She deserved that.

She deserved everything.

What she had done to David…it was despicable.

"I even had to haggle with your bosses for you to keep your job," he spat. "Told them your fucking aunt had died. You'd better fucking appreciate that."

"I do…" Missy uttered quickly.

But David had already closed the gap between them, grabbing her arm tightly.

His fingernails digging into her skin painfully.

"You're fucking disgusting, look at you," he spat, his face a mere inch from her own. "You should be lucky I'm even thinking of taking you back. You look like you've gained 50 pounds in a couple of weeks."

His blue eyes looked her up and down, his mouth fixed into a disgusted grimace.

Missy hung her head ashamedly.

"Are you even listening to me?" he said grabbing her face roughly with his other hand.

Missy's eyes widened and she gave a hurried and frightened nod, letting out a whimper as she did so.

"Good," spat David suddenly letting go and slinking off in the direction of the living room.

Missy breathed hard and willed herself not to cry.

She deserved everything she got.

David was right.

She should be lucky he had decided to still take her back….

And he was right, she wasn't good enough for him. She wasn't good enough for either man… she knew that now.

It was no wonder Wade had moved on.

She gave a hard gulp, walking over to the bedroom, passing the living room as she went.

David was sat on the sofa, imported beer in one hand and phone in the other.

Her heart thudded in her chest.

She was so, so terrified of upsetting him anymore. Terrified of what he would do.

Silently Missy headed into the bedroom, placing her handbag down onto the bed.

She knew she had been an idiot.

She had treated both Wade, and more importantly David terribly.

And now Wade had found someone else…. someone better…

And as far as David went…well, she needed to count herself lucky he was still willing to put up with her…

She sat down on the bed, rubbing at her sore arm, bruised from where David had grabbed her, her eyes full of tears.

All of this…this was no less than she deserved…


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