Good At Surviving || Bucky Barnes ||

Chapter 15

"How-" I said in shock as the person basically pushed me into the janitor's closet and closed the door behind us.

The room was really small so we were standing really close.

"That's..." I said as I looked up at his face that was just a few inches away. "...intimidating." I looked away from his eyes since he was making me a bit nervous.

We stood like that for a few moments and he didn't seem like he was going to say anything soon. He was just looking at me.

"So James... or Bucky... or whoever are you really. Why are you here?" I asked and finally looked at him again.

"I could ask you the same question." he replied quietly.

"I'm here for educational purposes." I said as I crossed my arms on my chest.

"Are you here alone?"

"Why?"

"I mean your friends are they-..."

"If by friends you mean Steve, Nat and Sam no, I actually have no idea where they are." I mumbled.

He sighed. I didn't really understand what he wanted from me.

Don't get me wrong. I was so happy to see him again. But I didn't know what were his real intentions or if he was just trying to use me to get to Steve, Nat and Sam.

"I'm asking you again. Why are you here?" I asked.

"I don't know honestly. I'm just trying to... remember. Remember stuff that they made me forget. About Steve, my life before ... anything."

I could hear pain in his voice. He was scared. I could tell it by looking at his eyes, they were still empty but not as cold as the last time.

"How did you escape?" I asked.

"I was..." For a moment he hesitated.
"Yesterday me and ... Steve were fighting. I had to kill him. It was a mission."

"You killed Steve!?" I almost yelled as I tried to take a step away from him but I couldn't since there was no space left.

"No no no..." He replied fast to make me stop yelling. "I couldn't. When I saw his face, when he was beaten up completely he said some stuff and refused to fight me... something clicked. A memory of him having a fight with someone and me saving him... it just appeared in my mind and I couldn't. I couldn't kill him. Then he fell into the river."

I stopped him once again.

"Oh so you didn't kill him, he just drowned?!" I said as I shook my head in disbelief.

"No Mia... no. I got him out of the river and made sure he was alive before I left."

"So that's how you got away?"

He nodded.

I closed my eyes to think. "How did you know I'll be here?"

"I didn't. I was here to find any information that would bring back my memories. Then I saw you talking to that little girl."

"Oh my god so this girl actually saw you." I said and laughed a bit.

He smiled. It was so strange yet so beautiful to see him smile.

"So I guess my cover isn't really working..." I mumbled and took off my cap. "It's weird though. How come you didn't forget me?"

"For years the only thing I knew was murder, fight and orders. Then I met you. The first person that made me feel like I am more then just a killing machine."

I didn't know what to say. I couldn't imagine what he was going through. The only thing that I knew was that I wanted to help him.

Without really thinking about it I just hugged him. I didn't know if he wanted that or not but damn I just wanted to make this man feel alive again.

For a few moments he didn't know how to act. It was obvious that a hug was a completely unfamiliar thing for him. After a while he hugged me back.

I can't even explain how that felt. It was such a great and calming feeling.

His hug felt like home.