*read 'who could love a broken girl' first*
*warning contains smut and mentions of violents*
we continue where we left of.
but it is far from a happy ever after. y/n thinks her life is meaningless and want to do something with her day, so she decid...
you were walking in the middle of nowhere, wondering if they gave you the right location. then you saw the car, with your sniper in hand you stood still in the middle of the road.
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the car stopped and you could see the target in the car. you saw the target saying something to the little girl next to her, probably her daughter. then the target got out of the car, a woman probably in her 30's, she didn't looked as scared as your other targets though, it look like she expected you.
"please, let my daughter live" she begged before you aimed the gun at her and pulled the trigger, letting her fall to the ground gasping for air as blood started pouring out of her chest and mouth. you looked at the little girl in the car, she looked at you with shocked eyes before you walked away. you hid behind a tree for a minute as the girl run up to her mom, laying dying on the road. you heard the little girl scream for help. for a moment you hesitated to call for someone who could help this innocent child. but you had orders you had to follow, so you left, walking back to the hydra base. the creams of the little girl haunted you that night "please someone help!"
you woke up drenched in sweat at the nightmare. you looked over to your right, luckily Steve and y/n were still fast asleep. you silently got out of bed and walked outside for some fresh air. the last couple month more and more memories came back to you. every night another one of your victims. most of the time you weren't sure if they were really memories or just your mind playing tricks on you. but this one, this one felt the most real. that woman looked so familiar and the little girl, it reminded you of someone. you were so lost in your thoughts you didn't hear someone was walking up to you.
"everything okay" the voice said scaring you so much that you grabbed a knife out of your pocked, which you didn't even know you had in there. you looked into y/n's shocked eyes. "it's okay, it's just me" she said calmly. then it clicked, no it couldn't be. "is everything okay?" she asked as she stepped closer grabbing your hand with the knife in it and lowering it. "yeah sorry, just needed some air" you said to her. "another nightmare?" she asked you, already knowing the answer. you nodded your head. she hugged you tightly "if you want to talk about it i'm here" she said softly. "i know" you answer, not sure if you could ever fully tell her what your nightmares where about. she shivered as the cold wind touched her skin. "go inside, i'll be fine" you said to her. "you sure?" she asked you a bit of worry on her face as she looked up to you. "yes, i'll be fine y/n" you said before placing a soft kiss on her lips. she let go of you and walked inside, leaving you alone with your thoughts again. maybe it didn't really happen, maybe your mind was just making up crazy scenario's. if you were truly honest with yourself you knew they really happened, but it was so much easier to deny it.
*your pov*
you woke up in the morning, Bucky still wasn't here. he was acting a bit weird last night, yes most of the times he was a bit off after a nightmare but the look on his face, it was different this time. you felt a strong arm wrap around you. "good morning" you heard Steve say, pulling you closer so your back was against his chest now. "hi" you say back still in thoughts. "did Bucky leave already?" he asked surprised, because Bucky was always the one that wanted to cuddle in the mornings. "i think so" you said, Steve could hear the concern in your voice. "did he have another nightmare?" he asked you. "yes, i'm worried about him, last night was, different" you say turning around to face Steve, laying your head on his chest. "why doesn't he wanna tell us?" you ask Steve. "i don't know, he's been through a lot, i guess he just needs time" he answered.
