𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐑 ~ 𝐁𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐒

|Three Words|

"Buck" I called, chasing after him down the hall. He stopped, running his hands threw his head and taking a deep breath.

"We should talk" I say, keeping my distance from him.

"I was sacred" He says, turning to me "Everything was so perfect between us and I didn't want to ruin it."

"Well you did" I stated.

"You tried to kill me" He says plainly.

"Well you tried to kill me, when I was only thirteen" I say, trying to avoid eye contact.

"Do you still wanna kill me?" He asks, lifting his brows.

"Do you really want me to answer that?" I squint my eyes at him.

"Yes."

At first I wasn't going to reply, I was just gonna scoff and walk away but I couldn't help myself, I wanted to break him down.

"No, I don't. I don't think I'm capable of killing you." I say "I'd kill someone you love, make you watch, show you how it feels to watch your whole word die in front of you and not be able to do anything about it."

I watched how his face softened, his lips straight, showing sadness. How his eyes darted to every part of my face, checking for sighs whether I was bluffing or not. I wondered what he was thinking in this moment, maybe heartbreak, or maybe anger. But I just had to go and read his mind.

'Your my world, your the one I love, I love you'

"No, Bucky, don't" I took a step back, shaking my head.

"Don't what?" His brows furrowed, and then it hit him "Shit, I didn't mean- Clem."

"You can't just do that Bucky— You can't just change things!" I say, raising my voice.

"Why, because you know you feel the same way?!" He yells.

"Because I don't!"

the words coming out my mouth before I even thought about it. Bucky's eyes dropped, and that's when I released I did it, I hurt him the way he hurt me.

It took three words. Three words to break his heart. If he even has one.

"I don't love you." I say "How could I love someone like you? You ruined my life, I should have put a bullet in you head that day, put you out of your pathetic misery."

"You don't mean that." He said, shaking his head, tears filling in his eyes, one even trailing down his cheek.

"But I do" I say, stepping towards him "I will never love you, nobody will, your too broken to be loved, your a monster, A killer."

He looked down to his feet, then he turned and walked away. I stood there, in that darkened hall way alone. I wanted to scream, I wanted to run after him and apologies and take it all back.

But I wanted him to hurt, I wanted to shatter every part of him, destroy him, rip away who he is like he did to me.

Even if it meant lying to him.

......................

"How'd the talk go?" Steve asked as I walked back into the room, he was standing over the monitors watching Nate on the cameras.

"What's he doing?" I asked, ignoring Steve's question.

"Take it it didn't go well" Steve says, his arms crossed, watching the screen.

"No" I sigh, walking to his side.

"He's been pacing, sitting down, he started shouting at one point" Pietro answered, sitting down at the long conference table next to Wanda.