Sambucky - Figuring out feelings: Book 1, 2 And 3

Book 3: Chapter 1: New Life

Y'all I'll try not make this book too long but I have a lot of ideas so...

Try and stop me

Jk.

I mean if you're bored just don't read it because I don't want to ruin someone's day with a crappy story... You know?

Anyway enjoy!

'Bucky'

The man's name was Bucky.

It struck Sam as a strange name but he didn't care. He knew him.

But he couldn't tell Alex.

It was difficult to pass Alex and not blurt out 'He's real! His names Bucky!' but Sam was determined to keep it a secret. It almost seemed like he had to tell Alex. Like someone was forcing him. It was bizarre.

But Sam shook it off.

'Sam! Come here!'

Sam stood up from his massive room and headed out. Sam didn't know how long Alex had had it but they lived in a mansion.

All of them.

Alex had many servants and cleaners (which felt old fashioned) but they helped out so Sam accepted it. Alex was very rich and powerful.

But Sam couldn't remember why.

Ever since he had realised Bucky was real everything else had felt a bit...

Fake.

'Sam! C'mon!'
'Coming!'

Sam rushed out the door. Alex was standing there holding his hand out to him. He took it and walked beside him down the steps.

Sam had never left the mansion. He didn't even know if anything was outside the mansion! But where was all the food coming from?

Something was missing.

'So Sam... I'll be taking on some new cleaners and helpers today so I need you to help me choose who'
'Ok'
'And remember if you are feeling unwell again just take these pills'

Alex pushed the container into Sam's hands and smiled.

Sam was sick. Not too sick but to keep him functioning well he had to take pills.

Sam was beginning to think he wasn't though.

One day he had gone without pills for a few hours and everything was much clearer and he even remembered something.

He remembered a shield.

But Sam quickly shook the thoughts off. It was just dreams of course.

This was his life.

'Hey babe, I just have a few jobs to do so I'll be back later! You stay here and relax, kay?'

Sam nodded and watched Alex walk away. Alex left so why couldn't Sam.

Forget it.

He forgot about it.

***

It had been 6 long months since Alex had won.

Bucky was not doing too good. His mental and physical health had deteriorated hugely and he was stuck with Zemo.

He was lucky Zemo had not been chipped and he had managed to get away on his plane.

All Bucky could remember from the day was being stabbed, hearing screams and Sam appearing but quickly leaving as soon as Alex called him.