Deadpool x Reader

Time skip 5pm~~~

He was gone for hours. You cleaned the apartment 3 hours ago, and you had been bored since. You were admiring the colors that filled the room, no white to be seen. And of course You examined all the things you had never seen before and tested you skills at vacuuming. Once clean the rooms were much nicer to be in and you could clearly seethe furniture. There was a couch, though badly ripped and a stained table, but you were shocked to find dozens of guns, swords and other deadly weapons. You neatly organized them and put them all in one area instead of them littering the entire apartment.

You went to the bathroom to see what you could do about the mirror when you caught sight of a stitched cut. You gently examined your wounds and found that they were all cleaned and set to heal, the deep ones had stitches, badly done stitches but they did the job. You had a deep gash on your torso. You traced each cut and scratch with your fingers. It pained you to think about what had happened You remembered the countless times it had happened before Deadpool got you out. What Mr. Hadley had done to you, you could remember each quaking second, the first time was the most memorable.

~Flashback~

Punch after punch, he just kept going. The metal from your chain confinements rattled ans strained against his force. He laughed and grinned each moment. Your throat was raw from the hot blood that poured out of it. You were barley 10 years old when this happened.After he had gotten bored with punches he reached for a metal pipe and smacked your back hard with it. Over and over again he beat you.

He bent down to your face and harshly grabbed your cheeks "Oh, come on. Give up that tough act of yours and scream a little for me" He gave a putrid smirk.

Coughing at first, letting blood drip from your mouth "Go F-ck your self A—hat" you spit in his face. Angerliy he beat you much harsher than before and began throwing kicks in between the swings of the metal pipe. You now hung by the metal chains placed on your arms. You watched as He want to the fire pit and took a hot metal brander out of the flaming pit, and with a glimmering grin he plunged it into the space between your shoulder blades and laughed as he heard the skin boil around it as a scream from the depths of your lungs filled the air.

~Present~

You looked back to the mirror and saw Mr. Hadley behind you. You shrieked and jumped back hitting the mirror with your back. He wasn't there your eyes dashed around, you slammed the door to the bathroom shut and locked it. Slowly paranoia consumed you and you began hearing the doctors voices out side the door. You began shaking and then you saw a needle in your arm, you pulled it out and began scratching at the prick mark. The room swirled and you found your self laying on the flooring of the bathroom.

"Honey I'm Home!"

A voice broke your trance and you found that none of what you saw was there. No needle nor anything else. You were indeed on the floor though. You stood and looked at the mirror a new crack had been place where your back had hit, you doubted Deadpool would notice, but you still felt bad about it.

"(Y/N)?"Deadpool strolled through the rooms looking for you.

"I'min here cleaning Deadpool" You spoke up to reassuring him. You opened the door and put on a smile for him. Suddenly his muscular arms wrapped around your small frail figure and left you speechless,unknowing of what to do I decided on hugging him back. Then in the next moment a blindfold was wrapped around my eyes and he placed his hands on my shoulders.

"I gatta surprise for you babe."

"uhhh I'm not to sure about this,"

"Why its perfectly safe-ish"