A Little Calm...

Baby Blues

Cry To Me - Solomon Burke

You both sit on bar stools, him staring at the drinks rack behind the bar whilst nursing a whiskey, you staring at him, slightly puzzled with no drink.

Man
"If you're gonna scream at me, can you get it over with? I don't love public displays."

You give him a confused look and smile.

Y/n
"Why would I scream at you?"

He slowly turns to face you, with an almost angry expression.

Man
"I crushed your windpipe and you've come looking for what, compensation? Sorry, but I have no money for you."

You relax as you realise that his guilt is giving you control of the situation.

Y/n
"Well, I'm alive so that counts for something. We both know if you wanted me dead, I would be."

You've now swapped roles as he stares at you and you pay more attention to the glimmering display of bottles.

Man
"I don't get it. Are you here to blackmail me, try to kill me, make me feel bad, what?"

Y/n
"I just want to know who you are."

Man
"Trust me, you don't."

You rest your elbow on the bar and turn so that you're now both facing one another.

Control - Zoe Wees

Y/n
"You could have killed me that day, but you didn't. You almost did. All I want to know is why you didn't."

He begins to get uncomfortable and tenses his jaw, looking at his fidgeting hands as he spoke.

Man
"Look, I could tell you about everything that led up to that and why you're still alive, but it's not exactly something I wanna get into with a stranger. So I'm going to say sorry, pay for my drink and leave."

As he begins to get up you try to gesture for him to stay.

Y/n
"I don't mean to pry, I get it, you've got a past you don't wanna talk about. If it makes you feel better you didn't look as murderous today."

He hughs lightly and looks down at you from his now standing position.

Man
"Excuse me?"

You look up at him, intimidated

Y/n
"In Washington, you had a look in your eyes like you didn't care whether I died or not. But when you let me go, it changed. You didn't want to hurt me. And you didn't today, that's why I wasn't scared."

Once again, you fix your stair to his crystal blue eyes, which he holds but only for a moment before looking away again.

Man
"I know you mean well but I get the feeling that you don't have much experience with this kind of thing so..."

With that he places some money on the counter for his drink and begins to walk out. You turn on the stool and call after him.

Y/n
"Can I at least get your name?"

The question took him by surprise as he searched for an answer. The look on his face made it seem as though he was conflicted on whether to share the answer he had found.

Man
"Bucky. You?"

Y/n
"Y/n."

With that, you gave each other a slight nod as he left, leaving you in a the quiet hum of the bar.