Okay! So here is chapter 11 thanks for being so patient I am updating later than what I'm used to but better bit late than never. I have noticed that this chapter might be slightly cliche at the beging but well it will only be a moment. This story is almost getting to the best part so please continue reading.

As his cold pale lips said without a sound Wade a tall red figure waved from behind the fountain. Was it an illusion? Was this a trick of the mind? Perphaps a sick dream. The type that gradually turns into a nightmare. No matter how real it seemed it couldn't be true and there was only one way to prove it, pain. When you're dreaming you can't feel pain. For all he knew he had passed out on the bench due to stress and depression. As the figure came closer he pulled his sleeves up harshly and exposed the skin of his wrist to his trembling teeth. Tch! He wimpered as his skin turned a deep red. It wasn't a dream. Frantic he turned from his bite mark to see him running towards him yelling in that deep voice that made his knees fail, Hey! What was that for!? You okay!? No, I don't know what to say... I... I'm not ready! Eyes wide and pale he gave his back to Deadpool and ran, ran as if his life depended on it, ran as if there were no tomorrow. And there wouldn't be if Wade were to end it all with him.

Water splashed under his shoes as the buildings seemed to blur by. He needed to get away. Space is what he wished for. Even though Gwen and Mary Jane helped he still didn't know what to say and he feared what might come out improvised. He couldn't just say a word without re-thinking it twice or it might happen like last time. Shit!... No! Runing was something no one could do forever and his legs and chest began to ache. He had run with his left hand clutching his injured wrist this whole time and now his fingers hurt by how tight he was grabbing his wrist. Only god knows how far he ran or where he ran for he didn't recognize anything around him. All was wet. Maybe in an alley? He should've paid attention to where he was running and maybe he would've had an idea to where he was. Fuck! He cursed under his breath. Hey! Don't just run off like crazy! From around the corner Wade ran catching up. Energy bursted and he ran again. A faint curse was heard from Wade's lips. He didn't care. Run... Run!... RUN! Was all his mind chimed. Thirteen blocks and 10 turns randomly lead him to some warehouses. Just when he was going to surround the one infront of him a bullet missed his foot. He spun to see the merc pointing at him with an AMT Automag V (type of automatic pistol) Look princess I didn't want to have to use this but I need you to STOP running and tell me what's damn wrong. So walk to the center of the warehouse and don't move. Peter was shocked and slowly walked to where the merc instructed. With every step Peter took to the center Wade walked closer.Good. That's a good Spidey babe, now I'll put this away slowly. He said this prolonging the vowel and tucked the gun in a compartement in his belt and with his free hand grabbed Peter's arm ever so slightly. Now love, tell me; what the fuck in going on in that lovely head of yours?

Peter reacted like a scared wild animal, trembling and wide eyed looked terrified to the merc's eyes. The merc slowly, not wanting to scar him away put his hand slighty on Peter's cheek and carresed till he cupped his face. You going to talk or bite me? Peter felt like he was mocking him, faking it all. Do you find this funny? Wade tilted his head slightly to the side. You're just faking it. He had lost the big guy. Faking? Faking what? Peter closed his eyes so tears of frustration didn't slip out. This, that night, just now, when we met, EVERYTHING! It's all been a game for you. A fake! Just here to play with my heart! To you I'm just a "hole"! A fucking "hole" for you to fill for fun"! Yes, all was just a game. He said I wasn't the first so I'm just like the others. I must leave. This is the right thing to do, leave before I get hurt. Well jokes off! There is no turning back now. I don't want to play anymore! I was just so screwed up that I thought I could continue. What!? He's never even said once he loves me. It was one sided. I said such things but it doesn't matter anymore. You heard me! I quit! I quit you! I quit this game! I quit everything that has to do with you! Play with another toy!

He had always felt like he had just been a one time encounter. And after this he was decided he was just a game to the merc. And nothing more. Before the merc killed him he punched the merc leaving him breathless. Now was his only chance. Turning to the wall he climed to the roof and began to run. With sluggish clothes he realized that his half empty backpack was still with him. He grabbed his mask from the bag and nearly forced it on. Runing as he fixed it preparing to jump he could feel the roof tremble slightly beneath his oversensitive spider feet how the merc climbed to the roof. Time was running out. The second the merc heaved himself up he saw the boy jump to the next roof and so on escaping at full speed now using his spider abilities. Fuck this! he brethed out as he began to run behind the masked boy. Fuck this all!

One... two... four... six rooftops. He was close to the abandoned construccion site just up ahead. Peter shot a web and hit a crane. Perfect, the merc couldn't possibly follow him this far. Peter swung but somthing hit him and grabbed him. Something big. Scared he looked down and it was him. Damned Merc! Let GO! It'll break! It's too thin for both of us! The merc laughed. He climed so he grabbed Peter by the waist and one of his hands the wrist from where Peter had shot the web. I meant for it to break. Peter nearly choked, Are you mad! THIS high up!? Mad? A small knife nuddged the thread, You wouldn't imagine how much. Deadpool smiled as he cut the thread and both started to fall. Peter frantically freed his wrist and shot two thicker webs to the sides tryig to avoid the fall but the merc kept sabotaging his every attempt to save them both. Til finally inches from hitting the floor all the webs Peter had shot hadd intertwined and saved them from a skull crushing fall.

You... damned... IDIOT! Did you plan to kill us both! Peter yelled from the bottom of his lungs as Wade just locked him between his arms. You big.. Oaf! Let me GO! Wade let me GO! NOW! Efforts were meaningless while being help by those arms. Not until you stop struggling! Peter turned to face him furios but saw how to escape. Little by little y loosened his muscles until he was completly relaxed over the merc. The second the merc gave him a slight opening he hit Deadpool with his head and jumped back landing on his hands and then back to his feet. But the merc was also quick on his feet for the size he had and was already on his feet. But a swift kick koncked him back down. Peter was known to be very quick and to hardly loose balance. You know, Spidey stuff. Feet digging in the floor he was running fast but he didn't get far. He missed for a second how he stepped on a button like object that sent an electric shock making him jump and fall. Before he could crawl away a big body was already aover him holding him in place.

Fuck, you're even sexier when you struggle. Jajaja this is fun! Peter grunted as he used all his might to slip away but Wade didn't even budge. Sh- ShUT UP! Peter kicked Wade's leg but not even that let him an opening. Nice try but I don't loosen twice! Now what the fuck are you talking about? What game? Who said I was playing? Like I would fuck a man just for fun... or maybe... but only if that man were you. Frozen for a second but an inner voice yelled inside him that this was all a game, a fraud. Don't play with me! I'm serious! Deadpool hugged him even tighter to his chest. I AM serious. What do you mean? I'm not just screwing with you I do want to be your partner. Fuck with you kiss you till I punch me away. That's what I want and I am NOT just saying this to fool around with your ass. Peter stiffled a cry. How can he be so cruel? Even after all this he still wants to treat me like I'm stupid. Do I really seem so gullible to you? Do think just talking nice I will come to you!? How much of an idiot do you freaking think I am!? I...(sob) I hate you! And like open sesame Wade's arms fell limp. Peter tried to crawl away but this time, not as harsh as before a hand reached for him and turned him around. Just don't... I'll stop if you want, leave you if nesecary but I couldn't leave and live with myself... Don't.. don't say "I hate you".

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