I finished making the sandwich by topping it off with chopped off onions and lettuce. I garnished the plate with some chips and a toothpick to keep the sandwich together. Once I finished I walked the plate over to the dinner table and placed it in front of him who was already waiting there with silverware in his hands.
"Here you are my love." I backed up in my red pumps and cleaned up the apron on my blue dress."What is this?" He said aggressively, I looked at the plate confused.
"It's a turkey sandwich, with a side of chips." He looked up at me and slammed down the utensils on the table."What the fuck is this Y/n? I asked for a beef sandwich. I'm a man I need my meat. This is fucking garbage you are so useless." I backed away from the table as he got out of his seat.
"I'm sorry Eugene I'll make another one." I said in fear picking up the plate, but I was interrupted with his fist hitting my face which knocked me off my feet. I continued to lay on the floor in shock of what happened, feeling the blood coming out of my mouth. He continued to walk closer towards me as I tried to escape on my knees. I was unsuccessful which made him even more angry.
"What did I say Y/n. If you try to leave me it will only make it harder for the both of us. You pathetic little slut put this on yourself." He pulled my hair so hard to where I bent back to my knees to hear his menacing voice in my ear. "Make me a sandwich and then we'll be making love in the bedroom when I'm done." He said slowly trailing his hand up my leg.
"NO PLEASE." I said kicking his hand away. "YOU WHORE YOU NEED TO BE PUT IN YOUR PLACE. WOMEN BELONG IN THE KITCHEN." I elbowed him in his stomach which gave me enough time to get out of his grasp. But he kicked me in the leg which made me turn over, his hands grasped my throat which cut off my oxygen.
"PLEASE STOP. NO. LET ME GO." I said gasping for air. "STOP.. EUGENE. PLEA-"
Y/n POV:
"Doll. DOLL. Hey hey." I continued screaming and kicking around as the sheets rustled around the bed. The dream continued to haunt me as I gained consciousness. Bucky continued to hold me down so I don't punch or kick him as he continued to tell me it was okay.
"Doll you need to wake up. Shhh it's okay I'm here." I started to calm down as his image came into view in the moonlight. "I- what happened?" I already knew the answer but I needed to know what I did. Did I hurt him? Did I wake anyone else up?
"You had a nightmare Y/n." My face fell to sadness and confusion along with fear.
"Oh" I felt a warm tear fall to my cheeks, then came more. I began to sob on my bed as Bucky rubbed my back for comfort."It's okay doll. Do you wanna talk about it?" He asked in a soft tone, I shook my head.
"Can you just hold me please." I pleaded through my sobs, he gave me a warm smile and opened his arms to which I crawled over. I continued to sob in his arms until I stopped. I don't know how but I felt safe.
"I'm sorry if I woke you. I didn't mean it." He shook his head, "No you didn't, I was already up reading."
"Oh, still I'm sorry I interrupted."
"You have nothing to be sorry about doll. Honestly the book was pretty boring." I nodded, "What's it about?"
He sighed, "It's about a man and a woman who couldn't be together cause their family are from two different places in society."I chuckled, "Really Shakespeare, that's Romeo and Juliet." He smiled, "I know." He stayed there for a moment with nothing but silence.
"Whose Eugene Y/n." My face fell at the sound of his name. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to."
I took a deep breath thinking of a way to tell him about it but not add too much information.
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Fifty Shades of Barnes
FanfictionAfter y/n is introduced to the Avengers, the rest of the team accepts her but she is instantly criticized by none other than James Buchanan Barnes. After experiencing many life or death situations will they ever become more than unacquainted teammat...