Three long months passed, and the warmth of spring seemed to be very much in the air.

But while the people of the city were happy, enjoying the sunshine and blossoms of late March….Missy's life right now, was miserable.

In the long days since her return from Florida, things in her life had gradually began to get more and more wearing.

David was barely around anymore, telling her, of course, that he was working late at the office or going out with friends.

Missy had joined a gym and went running every morning at 6am.

David's constant reminder that she was piling on the pounds hurt like a knife through her chest each and every day. In her eyes she could see no change to her appearance but if David said it, then it must be true….

She ate salads whenever she could and worked out until she was sore and yet his insults about her appearance still managed to come thick and fast, even after she had dropped a jean size.

But this was for her own good. David loved her. And, as he always said, he know what was best for her.

Missy barely went out anymore, unless it was to work or the gym and had stopped socialising with friends.

And even at work her colleagues had stopped inviting her to things after she had made excuse and after excuse telling them she couldn't turn up to birthdays and after-work drinks.

David had told her that this was for the best. That she didn't need anyone apart from him. And he was right…of course he was…

But the evenings and weekends, to her, were a lonely time…

It was a 6pm on a Friday, and Missy had just arrived home from work.

She was exhausted. She had spent every morning at the gym this week and every part of her seemed to ache. All she really wanted to do was snuggle down onto the sofa and watch tv with her boyfriend…or anyone in fact. She just wanted some company…someone to talk to…

As much as Missy had tried to forget about Wade, it was easier said than done.

She constantly yearned for him….for not only his touch…but his kind words, sense of humour and smile.

She missed him more than words could describe, and it hurt her to even think of him.

Missy climbed the stairs up towards her apartment.

But as she reached her front door, David tugged it open, on his way out.

He was dressed in a light blue shirt, jacket and jeans. His dark-hair perfectly coiffed.

He stared at her boredly as she stopped in front of him.

"I'm heading out, Danny's had a promotion," he said in a flat tone, holding the door open for her to enter. "I'll probably be back late."

Missy gave a nod, her eyes falling to the floor.

This statement was of course no surprise to her, but it didn't make it any less disappointing.

"Ok," she muttered quietly.

She felt David's gaze on her.

"What? Is that it?" he said suddenly. "Don't I even get a kiss?"

Missy glanced up at him, softening.

"Of course…" she said giving a half smile before pecking him on his smooth cheek.

He gave her a smile, his eyes roving across her features.

"Why don't you go to the gym again tonight?" he said, reaching up and kneading at her shoulder. "Might do you some good."

Missy gave a small gulp. That was the last thing she wanted to do right now.

"I-I went this morning…" she said gazing up at him.

Her boyfriend gave her a serious look and for a moment his eyes travelled down her body.

"Ok…then…" he said unconvincingly, letting go of her shoulder and turning away from her. "Well, see you later maybe."

And with that he left the apartment shutting the door behind him.

Missy sucked in a difficult breath.

Maybe she should go to the gym again. She had seen the way David had looked at her, like he was disappointed.

But she wasn't sure whether her body could face it right now…

Missy peeled off her raincoat, hanging it up in the hallway before heading into the living room and slumping down onto the sofa.

She sat back, letting her head hit the cushions behind her….feeling so so alone.


Wade was sat at Weasel's bar slumped over a large glass of whisky.

It had been three months since he had seen Missy and it hurt to even think of her any more.

After everything that had happened between them, she had still gone back to David.

Wade had called her endless times but Missy never picked up. All he wanted was to be with her. Even if it just meant hanging out like they used to….watching tv…or eating crappy food…

But much as he wanted to go around there and beat the living crap out of David, he knew he couldn't.

She had chosen David over him, and that really said it all.

Wade lifted the glass to his lips, throwing the burning alcohol down his throat.

"Hey big guy," came a sudden purring voice at his side. "We meet again…"

The merc turned to see Vanessa sidling up to him. She had on a small black dress and black boots with painted red lips, curved up into a smile.

Her hair was longer now, down to her shoulders and she looked, well...…hot.

Wade gave a her a smile.

"Yes we do..." he said, turning towards her to face her fully.

"I'm guessing Han never got his Leia," she said hopping onto the barstool beside him. "That why you're here drinking away your Friday night?"

Wade glanced down into his glass, letting out a sigh.

"I kinda lost her to the dark side," he said in a tired voice, running hand down his long face.

Vanessa gave a pout.

"That totally sucks…" she said nudging him with her shoulder. "But you know if you ever want some company…"

Wade looked up at her suddenly.

He couldn't do this…

Could he…?

Vanessa was very attractive… and he could sleep with her…tonight….if he wanted...

No, he should sleep with her…

Wade tugged his wallet from his back pocket.

"You wanna…..um…come back to mine… I can get us a pizza…and we can binge watch a tv show…or, err, something…." he said pulling the 400 dollars from his pocket and handing it to her, knowing full well that this night would probably lead to sex. It should lead to sex. At least it would help to take his mind off Missy, if only for one night…

Vanessa took the wad of cash gently, her fingers brushing against his as she did so.

"Baby, for 400 bucks we can do whatever you want tonight…" she said grinning, suddenly taking his hand in hers and pulling him from the seat and out into the cold night…


Missy sat on the sofa...her eyes closed…

The tv was off and the entire apartment was still and quiet, save for a the clock on the wall on the far side of the living room.

This was no life… and she knew it.

Spending each and every evening cooped up on her own.

Her eyes snapped suddenly open and she grasped her phone from her purse, dialling a number….

She needed to speak to someone…

After a few seconds a familiar voice answered.

"Hi Mom it's me," she said quietly.

"Oh Missy," said her Mom cheerfully from down the line. "How are you sweetie? I've been worried about you. I've barely heard from you since I saw you at Christmas."

Missy glanced down at her lap sadly.

She had been so tired and despondent that just the thought of putting on a cheerful voice an lying to her Mom was unbearable.

"I know, it's my fault, I-I've just been…a bit busy at work…" she lied, giving a painful gulp.

"Well it's so good to hear from you," came her Mom's voice. "How's David?"

Her voice sounded cautious, almost as if she was expecting to hear news on Missy's boyfriend.

"He's great," said Missy giving a nod. She couldn't even think of anything else to say about him, right now.

"And your friend Wade?" tried her Mom after a long moment. "How's he?"

Missy pulled at a loose thread on her grey pencil skirt. "I haven't really seen him since I got back…" she admitted in a quiet voice.

Her Mom gave a sigh over the phone.

"And why not?" she uttered. "You told me he was your friend. You shouldn't throw that away sweetie," she said encouragingly. "Why don't you give him a call or go over to see him? Did you give him that gift you bought when you were down here, yet?"

"No…" she said, biting her lip.

"Then go on, go over and see him now," said her Mom. Missy could tell by her voice that she was smiling. "Promise me."

"Ok…I will," said Missy. "I promise. I'll speak to you soon. I miss you."

"Bye honey, I miss you too," said her Mom as Missy hung up the phone.

Her Mom was right. Missy did need to go and see Wade.

Tonight.

Getting quickly to her feet she headed into her bedroom, flinging open the wardrobe and pulling out her Mom's holdall she had lent her.

Pulling out a tiny wrapped package Missy turned and glanced at her reflection in the mirror.

Her heart leaping.

She could do this…


Forty minutes later and Missy found herself walking up the staircase towards Wade's apartment having followed a couple through the external glass door.

He heart was thudding in her chest.

She was going to see him again…. talk to him…

It was all she wanted right now.

Reaching his front door, she paused, smoothing down her chic beige trench coat and glancing down at her patent high-heels.

She fixed a smile to her face and suddenly rapped on the door.

After a few long moments, the door was tugged open…

But the person on the other side was not Wade…

Stood there in Wade's apartment in a tiny black dress and bare legs was the dark-haired woman she had seen at the bar with Wade just before New Year's.

She had a sweet smile and gazed up at Missy easily.

"Can I help you?" said the woman after a beat.

The smile slipped from Missy's face as her eyes travelled over the dark-haired woman.

She was beautiful.

Wade had made a good choice.

"Um…I…." Missy uttered, her eyes falling to the floor. "I came to see Wade…but…"

The woman's eyes lingered over Missy's face for a long moment, before something that looked like recognition appeared over her features.

"Oh, he's just gone out for pizza," she said with a happy smile, coking a thumb behind her. "You want to come in and wait for him?"

They were obviously having a cute date night.

"No," Missy uttered hurriedly. "I can't…I've got to go….my boyfriend's waiting for me…"

The beautiful dark-haired woman cocked her head.

"Are you sure?" she said quickly. "I'm sure Wade would love to see you!"

Missy gave a small smile. Her heart breaking.

"I-I can't…" she murmured shaking her head. " Can you just…give him this for me?"

And with that she held out the small package, the woman before her, taking it gently.

"Of course…" she said giving a smile.

And with that, Missy turned, walking swiftly down the stairs, as the woman, leaning out of the doorway watched her go.


Wade pushed open the door to his apartment, flashing Vanessa, who was sat on his bed, a charming smile.

His arms were laden with two large pizza boxes and a case of beers.

"So pineapple and anchovy or Italian sausage?" he said placing them down onto his sideboard and shooting her look.

"Italian sausage, always," Vanessa said quickly smiling and holding a small package out towards him. "You had a visitor while you were out."

Wade gave a frown, standing up straight and pacing over towards her.

"Did you vet them before you accepted this?" said Wade playfully, taking the item from her grasp and giving it a shake. "I've pissed off a lot of people you know…. could be anthrax…or a fucking bomb….or a box filled with flesh-eating spiders…"

Vanessa smiled and raised her eyebrows.

"She didn't really look the type," she uttered in an easy tone.

Wade faltered and stared up at the dark-haired vixen before him, giving a gulp.

"Yeah, she didn't leave name, but she was tall and blonde," continued Vanessa grinning. "…and looked a little bit like the Leia to your Han…"

Wade gazed up at Vanessa, his eyes wide, before suddenly tearing into the wrapping of the item in his hand.

He stared down…

His face brightening into a wide smile…

For in his hands was a terribly tacky Christmas ornament shaped like a melted snowman with the words 'Have a wonderful Christmas, from Florida, the Sunshine State' emblazoned across it.

It took Wade a long time before he finally glanced back up towards Vanessa.

He knew what he wanted now and it wasn't a the woman before him.

"I'm really sorry…" he said in a genuine voice. "I can't do…this."

But Vanessa merely smiled, getting to her feet and tugging on her boots.

Within a second she was stood in front of Wade.

"Here's your moolah back," she said a light tone, pressing the £400 into his hand. "We didn't even get as far as first base so you can keep it…"

Wade gave her an apologetic shake of his head but Vanessa was unperturbed.

"…but I will take that pizza…" she said with a grin, picking up the warm, greasy box and tucking it under her arm and giving him a pat on his shoulder. "Laters big guy."

And with that she was gone leaving Wade alone once more.

In an instant he had plucked his phone from his pocket and dialled Missy's number.


Missy arrived back at her apartment feeling utterly lost.

Of course Wade had moved on…and that woman…well, she seemed lovely… they were the perfect match.

But Missy couldn't help but feel heart broken, despite knowing that she had no right to be.

As she pushed open the door, she noticed the lights were all on.

She brightened slightly at the thought of David already being home.

And as she turned the corner David was just coming out of the kitchen, bottle of beer in his hand.

"You're home early…" she said forcing a smile.

But David just looked down at her outfit, work clothes still on, with a frown.

"And you weren't at the gym…" he said a little accusingly.

Missy immediately reddened.

"I just popped out for some fresh air…" she lied. She could feel herself trembling slightly.

She was such a terrible girlfriend for doing this to him.

"For over an hour?" he questioned, cocking his head at her, taking a step towards her.

Missy nervously glanced at the floorboards. How had he known?

She was just about to open her mouth with a pathetic reply, when suddenly her cell began to buzz loudly in her pocket.

Missy froze.

"Well…." said David in a slow voice, his blue eyes staring directly into hers. "Aren't you going to answer that?"

Missy slowly tugged the phone from her pocket, staring down at the screen in horror.

'Wade calling…' it read.

She gazed up at David, expecting to see him already furious.

But to her surprise, he was grinning.

Missy relaxed a little, smiling back at him, relieved.

David had obviously forgiven Wade for what he had done to him. Perhaps her hanging out with him wouldn't be big deal anymore…

"Well that's a surprise," David said lightly. "You know…. I thought this might happen."

Missy smiled faltered slightly as David suddenly reached into his inside jacket pocket pulling out a brand new cell phone, still in its packaging.

"That's why I thought we could swap this out-" he said handing her the new handset, and plucking her ringing one from her hand. "-for this one. It'll be a whole new number that douchebags like Wade Wilson cant contact you on."

Missy gulped, her eyes widening.

Was he really going to take away her cell?

"But, I-" she began hurriedly, her mind frantically trying to think of a way around this. But David cut across her.

Her lifted a hand to her face, stroking his thumb over her cheekbone.

"Honey," he uttered staring into her face. "Do you love me?"

"Of course…" she said quickly.

Her heart plummeting into her stomach.

"Then I need to know that you trust me," said David with a short nod. His eyes round and serious.

Missy looked down desperately at the phone in David's hand.

"But all of my friends-"

"People just dragging you down-" David finished for her.

She stared up at him, giving a gulp.

"My Mom's number is on there, can I not just-" she started, but David pursed his lips together.

"I'm sure she'll try calling the landline," he said gently. "And when she does I can tell her your new number…"

Missy tried her hardest not to let her lip begin to tremble.

She didn't even know if her Mom knew their landline number. Worry flooded over her, her stomach twisting into knots.

But David, moved his hand down to her chin, titling her head up towards his.

"Trust me," he said in a smooth voice. "I love you, sweetheart. I know what's best for you."

And with that David pressed a kiss to Missy's lips.

But Missy could barely react back, all she noticed was him slip her old cell phone into his pocket as he pulled away from her.

"How about some tv tonight, and then in the morning, you think you'd better go to the gym again? Right?" he said gently, placing an arm to her lower back and leading her over to the couch as Missy, afraid to open her mouth for fear of bursting into tears, gave a silent and painful nod.


Oh gosh…angst… and worry. And that's just me! Don't worry I promise you all there is light at the end of the tunnel….coming soon.

And don't hate Missy...it's not her fault!

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