Later

"He could be one of your most valuable assets. " Wade repeats in disgust. " He didn't even care about your well being."

" Well neither did you!" Peter snaps.

Wade stops in his pacing to stare up at Peter who had found a comfortable spot on the ceiling.

( I love the way I likes to just flip off gravity. So hot.  Especially that time when he took us on the ceiling. ) White purrs.

[ When he used us.]  Yellow snaps.

" What are you talking about?" Wade yells back. " All I've ever done is care!"

" Is that why you killed yourself in front of me?!" Peter responds.

Wade moves around a small table in the living room of their shared apartment. " I know you're not here
For your feelings alright! I get it, Yellow let me see what was really going on. I was doing you a favor." Wade snaps.

" Doing me a favor? How was that a favor? Emotionally traumatizing someone! Is that your idea of a favor!"

" No but I know that getting rid of my self is. It doesn't mater who I'm around. The trauma is just a momentary side effect that others won't mind so much when they realize I'm gone!"

" Wade why are you doing this?" Peter asks as he moves off the wall and down to the ground. He walks towards the Merc but not too close for at a certain distance the the had started to move away to keep the space.

" Because this time I know you're using me. You don't enjoy me. You left because you needed a break. This whole thing about you not being here is probably just some joke." Deadpool accuses as he stands on the opposite end of the couch, a good two meters away from Peter.

" What? No Wade I don't know what's going on with me. And I really don't understand what's going on with you. You know how much I love you. There is no other explanation."

" Sure there is. You have no where else to go. That's one. Two, you get paid to 'keep an eye on Deadpool' that's what paid a portion I the rent a good most of the time. " Wade starts.

" No Wade that's not what any of this is. " Peter says.

" How am I supposed to know that? " Wade asks. " how am I supposed to believe anything you say?"

" Because I love you Wade. Because you know me. You know I would never lie. I've never lied to you of all people... We have to work this out together Wade. Please." Peter says, having been able to come closer to stand in front of his love. He reaches a hand out to touch Wade's cheek but it is intercepted by the Merc's. Wade moves Peter's hand back down by his side.

" No I don't Peter. I used to think so. But now I can't believe you."

Yellow smiles as he watches the pain I. Peter's eyes as Wade takes that step away... He had created this. He had managed to separate Wade from his only love. The one thing that that Wade had only ever wanted back and had actually had his preys answered.

Yellow wants pain. He wants Wade to suffer. He hates this cursed body he's stuck in. The person he's immortally attached to.

( No. Peter never lies. What are you doing?) White asks Yellow. ( We love him. He loves us. He always has.)

[ Not always.] Yellow scoffs. [ Not ever ]

Tears form In Peter's green eyes as his hand his returned to him. His living gesture unwanted. He tired to blink them away but instead turns away from Wade before the Merc can see as he goes to their room. The door slams behind him, a long spider web crack formed in the drywall from the force of the hit.

Why was Wade doing this? Why was he rejecting Peter? What had he done so wrong that Wade wouldn't even let him come too close?.... Why couldn't he just remember? Maybe he did something wrong beige all of this. Maybe he'd forgotten something that had been wrong about their relationship before he supposedly died.

" Please." Peter cries softly into the pillow on his side of the bed as his tears of frustration, hurt and confusion fall. " Please, I need answers." He says quietly.