'Til Death Do Us Part - Bucky Barnes

One

His touch was all she longed for. And at last she was getting it. His hand brushed her cheek lighter than when eyelashes detach float down from your eyelid.

"Lie to me again," she said, the words rolling off her tongue like water.

"I love you," he whispered under his breath, although, he was unsure whether it was a lie anymore.

A tear rolled down her cheek stroking onto his finger. She had been broken before and it was obvious. The fake love he had shown her stabbed into her heart like tiny shatters of glass.

"Kiss me," she let go of the heartbreak as the tears continued to flow. She loved him and it wasn't reflected but maybe - before she dies - she'll find some sort of passion in another guys heart.

He pulled her in passionately -

"Hey!" I screeched trying to pull the book back that Peter Parker so ignorantly snatched from my hands. "I was getting to a good bit,"

"What even is this?" Peter sarcastically questioned turning the book upside down trying to find why I was so interested.

I rolled my eyes and lunged myself off the couch to find a snack from the open-planned kitchen. "It's 'Love or Poison,' it's a really good book, a lot of toxic love and -,"

"Smut?" Peter continued my statement with a raised eyebrow. He threw the book onto the couch, which turns into a sofa bed, and grabbed a donut out of my hand.

I huffed at his behaviour before replying. "I am not talking about this with a fifth teen year old kid,"

"I'm sixteen,"

"Mhm," I hummed taking a bite from my donut and shutting the fridge behind me. "You're right though... lotta smut,"

I sat back down on the couch and brushed off my hands before picking up my book again to carry on from the sensual part where I left off.

He pulled her in passionately -

"Oh for God's sake," I cried out hearing the elevator ping to say someone was approaching my floor. I learnt my neck over the sofa seeing my dad walk through the elevator on the phone. "Does everyone need to keep interrupting my reading?"

The billionaire put his phone into his pocket and stood in front of me with his arms crossed and one eyebrow raised. I rolled my eyes and turned them back to my yet to be continued book.

"Brina is reading smut!" Peter panicked seeing 'Mr Stark' stood in our living room. I rolled my eyes and shot him a middle finger before quickly remembering my father was stood directly in front of me.

"Sabrina Maria Stark," he exclaimed sternly making me jump and - finally - close my book. "Why is Peter not at school?"

"I don't know... Peter, why aren't you at school?" I passed on the message and a snarky smile to my father.

He looked at me admiring the fact my inner Stark shone through. Peter came rushing back into the room with wide eyes and his hands intertwined with each other. I snorted at the look on Peter's face. He's been living here for almost a year thanks to Tony yet he still shits himself whenever he hears the name.

"Uh... you're my driver." He stuttered and then gulped. I watched him take deep breaths out the corner of my eye whilst still looking at my father who was struggling to keep his head on.

"Since when?" I asked getting up off of the sofa.

"Since I told you I have a meeting with director fury and cannot take him." Tony looked at his watch tapping his finger against his arm.