Why Me? || Bucky Barnes

Chapter 18 - Why my Family?

It's my birthday today. I turn 18.

My eyes slowly opened. I was in the same place I was when I first came to the tower. The medical lab. And Bucky was sitting in the exact same corner he was the first time I was in here.

I looked to my arm. Blood. Blood covering the bandage that kept my shoulder closed so I could attach another arm.

I sat there for a while. I didn't want to wake Bucky up. There was no need to. I wasn't in any bad pain. I wasn't freaking out. I was alive. I was safe. And there was nothing to worry about.

He slowly started to move his arms and I knew he was beginning to wake up.

"Hey dad."

"Doll!"

He walked over to me and tightly hugged me, making sure he didn't touch my arm or my stomach were I was shot.

"Happy Birthday Kayden."

He handed me a small box with a photo of the two of us on the front of it, being held in place by a ribbon.

"Thank you." I hugged him once more before opening the box.

I was a photo. A photo of me and 4 other people I didn't know.

"Who are they."

"That's you family Kayden. That's you Mom, Dad, older brother Lucas, and younger brother Ryan."

I looked up at him. He was crying.

"Hey, what's wrong. It's my birthday. People aren't meant to cry on my birthday."

"Kayden I need to tell you something."

I knot formed in my stomach. Whatever he had to tell me I don't think it's a good thing.

"I killed your family. I brought you to HYDRA. You were there when I killed them. I was meant to kill you. But something happened, my memory came back for a split second and I didn't know what to do. You were so young and I felt really bad so I brought you back with me. I am the reason you are in this mess and if you don't forgive me and you hate me I understand, because I hate me too."

Bucky killed my family. He killed my family. He is the reason I'm here. None of this wouldn't have happened if it wasn't for him. Why. Why me. Why my family.