Fallen

Chapter 4

Only One- Kanye West

Chandelier- SIA

Slowly freaking out- Skylar Grey

Bed of Lies- Nicki Minaj ft. Skylar Grey

Latch Acoustic Cover- Sam Smith

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My parents are sleeping in their room when I check it, and I close the door quietly. I lay on my bed and my thought wonder off. Steve Rodgers and sexually dominant? My birthday is literally a day from now. Heading back too boot camp, missions and finishing college. All of this sounds equally exaugnstinng to each other. Tomorrow I have to go meet a very powerful business man, high in the weapons industry to deploy my secret service suit and weapons.
Let me sleep on it.

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Dawn is here and I must be on my way to my meeting. A real meeting, my little voice in my heads say and I push him back. I ready myself in my suit with my many badges and I write a note for my parents.

I'll be back soon. Sorry I got home late again, meetings are constant. I'll be meeting with someone very important today and I have to leave early to beat traffic. Yes it is in New York. I'll try to be back home early just in time for our family dinner. Love you guys.

- Bucky

I get into my silver Lexus and I am off on the highway. Letting cold play's song fill my car, driving down the empty highway with the sun rising higher by the minute, brightening the sky.

After a few hours of driving I have finally arrived. The city of New York is always thriving and busy. I got into a parking garage because I know it'll be hell to find a parking space. I then lock to car doors and I use the elevator. I now walk into the lobby of the huge building. It's humongous and filled with glass. The name Stark in big bold steel. Stark Enterprise. Never though of the day where I'd come here, working high in the industry.

I quickly show the receptionist my pass and she gives me a smile letting me continue. I walk into the elevator and wait for my stop. After a short period, I exit and I sit at a lobby. This building is pretty huge, especially on the inside. It's very intimidating and I have no idea how I'll even fit in here.

"Mr. Stark will see you now, Mr. Barnes." A woman kindly smiles to me, her hair jet black and eyes rare blue.

I nod and she guides me into Mr. Starks office and closes the door behind her. I am equally scared and intimidated. I nervously look around the quiet office to see Mr. Stark looking out his window, playing with an object in his hand.

"Come on, sit, I don't bite much." He says turning around coolly. He wore a white suit with with steal colored trimming. His shades were a dark purple that matched his under shirt. So he does love up to his name. He is a true play boy.

I sit in a white chair faced to his desk and he leans on his desk. Apple in hand and cellphone in the other.

"So, what can I do for you kid?" He says taking a bite out of his blood red apple.

"I'm James Buchanan Barns..I'm here for the.."

"The Winter Solider!" He says interrupting me. His smile is nerve racking, and hiding something behind it. "How, I've heard so much about you! You're top of your game kid. I like that. And Rodgers never shuts up about you." He rolls his eyes.

"Wait, what?" I say dumbly.

"Star spangled. Steven Rodgers. Heart throb to millions." He explains and I roll my eyes.

"I know who he is, but he ..brags about me?" I ask, curiosity apparent in my voice.

"The kid is obsessed with you. And I was expecting you to be his biggest fan. Not the other way around. Your representation precedes you." Mr. Stark smiles.

"So I've heard." I shrug.

"Anyways, I know you wouldn't be here if it wasn't for the recommendations Rodgers sent to me. That is why you're here right?" Mr. Stark explained. What?

" ...recommendations? I applied here. For this meeting." I coolly remark.

"That's not in the papers. But regardless, you got the damn job. I've seen the footages, your work. It's classic. The way you operate a gun is a true work of art. Please, welcome to the industry kid." Mr. Stark smiles putting my back right out the door of his office.

And here I stand, utterly, bitter, confused, and wanting to have a word with Steve.