Avengers One Shots

Heartbroken

Trigger Warning: Depressing thoughts, Suicide

The first lie I was told is time heals all wounds. It doesn't heal. It just buries the wound under things that cover it up. It's still there just not as visible to a person. But the thing is, it still hurts after half a year. It's been six months since Wade and I broke up because he cheated on me and I still feel the pain of not having him by my side. Going on patrol hurts because I don't have him with me making me laugh. He was always so silly and making jokes. I miss him.

I see things that remind me of him all the time. Seeing the colors red and black paired together kills me on the inside. I've slowly been isolating myself since that day. The thing that hurt the most? It was our anniversary. The day he decided to ask me out in the most ridiculous manner. He ruined it when I caught him.

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I planned to give him a surprise because it was a whole year and a half since he had killed someone, and a whole year since we started dating. He had wanted to go further in our relationship by doing it. I decided that that night I was going to do it because I loved and trusted him. I had stayed up the previous night preparing. Everything was going to go perfect.

I had planned a picnic on the rooftop we met on with a small candle and his favorite food: chimichangas. Then after that, we would digest our food by going on patrol, and afterwards, I was going to take him back to the tower (that I had asked Friday to soundproof my room and lock all doors) to make love.

After everything was set up I went to get Wade from his house. The thing that alerted me that something wasn't right was the door was slightly ajar which never happens. The next thing was the clothes strewn all over the floor. I felt dread in my stomach when I heard the noises that I had blocked out. Moans and groans could be heard coming from down the hall, where Wade's room was.

My heart was pounding in my chest and tears had gathered in my eyes but I refused to let them fall. I walked up to the door and took a deep breath before letting it out. I pushed the door open and, low and behold, there Wade was letting some guy bounce on him. He looked like he was really enjoying it. The tears I had refused to let fall now fell down my face, soon I was crying a waterfall of tears.

Wade has his hands on the guy's hips with his eyes closed and head leaned back. The guy was leaned forward with his hands on Wade's chest bouncing up and down, up and down, up and down. Their breathing was hard and erratic. I couldn't stand watching this anymore. Seeing the person you love with someone else hurt. I silently closed the door and walked out of his house. I was full-on sobbing by the time I had made it to the street. I didn't know what to do.

What do you do when the person you love cheats on you? How do you cope? You can try and act like you don't care or that you care a lot and cry and be depressed for a long time afterward. You can forget him and move on or never forget him and never find someone else. Who else could be right for you? I thought that Wade had loved me the way I loved him, but he proved me wrong. The one thing I had wanted to know is how long had it been going on? Did he do that because I wouldn't? Was I not good enough for him? Did I do something wrong?

I was so lost in thought that I didn't hear dad land right next to me. The next thing I know is I'm pulled into a hug. I clung onto him for dear life and just... sobbed.

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I snapped back to reality when I felt something drip onto my hands. I then realized I was crying again.

God, why can't I get over it? I thought. I flopped back into my bed looking at the ceiling. Even doing that hurt. Wade and I had put little glow-in-the-dark stars on my ceiling when he learned that I was scared of the dark but didn't want to seem like a baby and use and night light. The next day he brought three packages of stars and we put them all over my room.